<?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-20722061</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:52:41.518-07:00</updated><category term='CONVOS~'/><category term='Him; Roy; A-math; Berok'/><category term='stress'/><category term='SHAB'/><category term='love'/><category term='study'/><title type='text'>feminism</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>296</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-2659335521810519163</id><published>2007-11-13T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:21:00.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've moved(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://anayilove.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://anayilove.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do comment;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;_Lynlove(:&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/20722061-2659335521810519163?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2659335521810519163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=2659335521810519163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2659335521810519163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2659335521810519163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-moved-www.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7817191304981423101</id><published>2007-11-12T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:18:05.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rzj6y1Dy8MI/AAAAAAAAAKE/X3Kb8Io8clY/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132127526532083906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rzj6y1Dy8MI/AAAAAAAAAKE/X3Kb8Io8clY/s320/Picture+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woots!&lt;br /&gt;That happens to be my one &amp;amp; only cutest newest cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Oh hail Liyana!&lt;br /&gt;What utter crap(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's butterflies in my tummy, though.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now, i'm off to Plaza SIngapura &amp;amp; my class chalet;&lt;br /&gt;I am so looking forward to it(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Changing to LJ like super soon. The time is super high for me to change &amp;amp; leave my past where it belongs to(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7817191304981423101?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7817191304981423101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7817191304981423101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7817191304981423101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7817191304981423101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/11/woots-that-happens-to-be-my-one-only.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rzj6y1Dy8MI/AAAAAAAAAKE/X3Kb8Io8clY/s72-c/Picture+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8854050513555477270</id><published>2007-11-12T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:25:55.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzgKuFDy8LI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xAiJMyApP2k/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131863562137039026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzgKuFDy8LI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xAiJMyApP2k/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She used to be one of the few whom i can get really wacky &amp;amp; comfortable with apart from my girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But really, in a matter of seconds, she changed drastically to someone whom i don't even know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, my bad for not doing something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bad for not taking any actions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bad for simply be quiet &amp;amp; not say a word?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He used to be my bestfriend, my only special one &amp;amp; my own giler-est partner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a matter of 3 days, he changed so quickly that i no longer recognise the familiar face of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe, my bad for not being truthful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bad for picking it up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bad for not taking a stand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alas~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays has changed her into someone whom she herself doesn't recognise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cooped up in her room almost 24/7, no wonder she's like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She misses that guy who played her like big time like super crazyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She misses that guy who was just himself when he was with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No Paikias &amp;amp; everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She let him go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said she would be okay if he's happy with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, why does it all feel this way?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This stinging painful waaay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She just missed him,terribly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody else could tell that i confused my feelings with the truth;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; for the record, who the hell am i talking about again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8854050513555477270?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8854050513555477270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8854050513555477270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8854050513555477270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8854050513555477270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/11/she-used-to-be-one-of-few-whom-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzgKuFDy8LI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xAiJMyApP2k/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3324078343034449364</id><published>2007-11-10T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T04:36:30.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzWibFDy8KI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/11-7WSk5hXI/s1600-h/Picture+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131185936556814498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzWibFDy8KI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/11-7WSk5hXI/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hak dusssh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back in Spore &amp;amp; it doesn't feel super nice at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the hell;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent my holidays w my dearest loved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celerated atuk's birthday at the most tak sedap-est restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Mak Ngah's house &amp;amp; boy,her dishes were super duper delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Camwhore at Mak Ngah's house while adults were usy watching Bilut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to criticising it rather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heck;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slacked by the pool for almost 2 days straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And someone actually thought that i was going to die or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How i super wish urhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been doing alot of thinking lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; i've arrived to a conclusion that i'll do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't mean that i'm defeated though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just that i'm super sick &amp;amp; tired of having these cold wars w you that it just gets super boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that's you really want, then i'm okay w it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just dun't complain if i dun't chip in to the monthly bill thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suits yourself;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been missing you lately.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it's due to the overloading of emo-ed songs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe it's due to watching too much television.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But baby, i miss you like super hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Really, i do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really really really really really really miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;imy;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Iyer lah, nasib baik i nie giler.. Nasib baik i nier tergiler giler kan bayang u.. Kalau tak, dah lame kene kompang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3324078343034449364?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3324078343034449364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3324078343034449364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3324078343034449364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3324078343034449364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/11/hak-dusssh-im-back-in-spore-it-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzWibFDy8KI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/11-7WSk5hXI/s72-c/Picture+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-423973558385435331</id><published>2007-11-06T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:00:45.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dengan sukacita, aku ingin menjerit sekuat kuat kuat hatiku memberitahu semua orang yang ku kenali &amp;amp; tidak ku kenali, bahawa O Levels telah punn tamat bagiku(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes people, yesterday marks the end of my O's &amp;amp; god, it was just super su-weeeet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nina, Sha &amp;amp; I. Hahaha.. We were just floating on air while going back home even if one of us masih ader 1 more paper.. Hehs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were laughing, we were kekek-ing, we were just being ourselves. &amp;amp; trust me, it has been a-g-e-s since we're like being us due to the stress of the o's &amp;amp; everything. Even the constant honking of some vehicles couldnt dampen our moods(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; it's now 10.30 in the morning &amp;amp; i'm supposed to still be in bed, haven't bath &amp;amp; haven't siap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But urhh, i'm waaay out from bed, gua dah mandi, &amp;amp; bajus sume dah gosok, tinggal pakai ajer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daaang, Sha's gonna kill me if she read this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since o's is finish &amp;amp; everything, lemme just upload some of the super basi-ed pictures;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129921133183095314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzEkF1Ul0hI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qxytdfXcYsw/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129921459600609826" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129925264941634290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzEn2VUl0vI/AAAAAAAAAJk/vn2T9bXJFUE/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129925269236601602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzEn2lUl0wI/AAAAAAAAAJs/8AUXAK5u8BU/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129925260646666978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzEn2FUl0uI/AAAAAAAAAJc/asNn1FxUPvw/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129925252056732354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzEn1lUl0sI/AAAAAAAAAJM/rzf-RtiQb1c/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ain't have any celebrations for my birthday this year &amp;amp; all my birthdays before that. I ain't complaining because it's muc much much much nicer this year since i got to celebrate it with my family, my true closest girlfriends, my true friends &amp;amp; my special boify;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kunyit telah dianggap bodoh &amp;amp; buta sebab keputusan kunyit untuk menunggu budak kampung. Sesungguhnyer, walau apa pun yang terjadi, selagi kunyit masih ada mempunyai perasaan istimewa bagi budak kampung, kunyit akan tunggu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; now, i'm off to town-ing w my girls(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_Lynlove(:&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/20722061-423973558385435331?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/423973558385435331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=423973558385435331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/423973558385435331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/423973558385435331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/11/dengan-sukacita-aku-ingin-menjerit.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RzEkF1Ul0hI/AAAAAAAAAH0/qxytdfXcYsw/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1487197824192705829</id><published>2007-11-03T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T17:42:03.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Ry0Q1FUl0gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Rdg2_4xFLAI/s1600-h/35057396247484l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128774054792516098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Ry0Q1FUl0gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Rdg2_4xFLAI/s320/35057396247484l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And bloody hell, this is the one &amp;amp; only freaking photo i had taken w Heera. Shytes!&lt;br /&gt;Hokaaays, heera please remember to  screamed at me going, ''Let's take manymanymany pictures, like the both of us togetheeeeeeeeerrrr!"&lt;br /&gt;While i go run &amp;amp; take my camera &amp;amp; cover my ears(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept quite late last night, about 3am in the morning studying the Ottomans &amp;amp; everything.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; it's 8.15am in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be heading back to bed but before i go;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Saheera Bte Razeek,&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a full 7 years or so, getting to know you and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i know, even if we did come close only during our secondary years, you have been the bestest girlfriend ever.&lt;br /&gt;These 4 years that i have gone though with you simply sums up everything.&lt;br /&gt;The slacking cum duty-ing time when you know what we did.&lt;br /&gt;That pathetic innocent face of yours when we had our mengumpat-ing sessions.&lt;br /&gt;Your daily cherry ''Hello'' even if it means it's like a freaaaking 7am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;That special laughter of yours &amp;amp; i'll knowi'm going to miss it like terribly since you're going JC &amp;amp; stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And that joyful days when we bonded reaaaalllll well as true sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you babe for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for simply being you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for simply being there for me 24/7 without me even knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for cracking me up with all those hell lame jokes during the time when i needed it most.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the bestest girlfriend ever.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being my own pillar of strength.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the time that we had spent.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for just being in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sayaaaaang(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, i know i've said it like twice, both thru sms &amp;amp; friendster, but hell, it's like not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;16th Birthday Heeeeeeeeeraaaaaa! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All the best in everything you do. May you succeeed in life with your loved ones around you, constantly supporting &amp;amp; cheering you. May you achieve everything that you aim for &amp;amp; continue being this waaay &amp;amp; i'm super sure you'll succeed in life. All the best sayaaang! I'll be missing you like serious shit always seyy.. Hehs(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Since i suck at singing birthday songs, i'll write down the same old lyrics &amp;amp; you better start holding mic or something and just screamed/sing infront of the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Happy birthday to you,&lt;br /&gt;Hapy birthday to sayangku,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Saheera,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to yooooouuuuuuuuu(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With that, i'm off to bed;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/20722061-1487197824192705829?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1487197824192705829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1487197824192705829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1487197824192705829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1487197824192705829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-bloody-hell-this-is-one-only.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Ry0Q1FUl0gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Rdg2_4xFLAI/s72-c/35057396247484l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-5143653922272006382</id><published>2007-11-03T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T03:39:18.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyxL6VUl0fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/nkHp2Ijx_b8/s1600-h/kewl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128557541196157426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="146" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyxL6VUl0fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/nkHp2Ijx_b8/s320/kewl.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was mugging and everything when i just miss him terribly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It has been a year and so that he had left &amp;amp; it has been ages since i last met him due to O's.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll come soon honey, after my last paper which is on the Tuesday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll come real soon baby, this coming Sunday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wait for me, would you sayang?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; yes, i'll be heading to t late Sharunnizam &amp;amp; t late Ustaz Rafiq, insyallah;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow, i miss him, like super alot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's Saturday &amp;amp; i'm not feling very well, again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm simply looking forward to the end of all these examinations &amp;amp; stuffs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you know how serious shit scared i am right now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Damn it;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fam went out raya-ing again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just dun't get them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Neither do i get him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please define hard work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Him &amp;amp; his split personality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;One minute, ''Yes. You can work...''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next minute,''Who said i let you work?''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My reply,'' I dun't bloody care if you're letting me work or not. What i AM super sure is that i am so not gonna rot in the house until March comes. What makes you think that i'm one bloody chicken who needs to be fed just by sleeping and eating for approximately 3months or so? Say whatever you want to say because i am sick and tired of listening to everything &amp;amp; following like one dumb girl. And, dun't you dare start on your dunt-you-dare-use-that-tone-on-me-young-lady talk because i am going to start blowing up soon. I'm already 16 &amp;amp; i'm not going hoo-haa over becoming 16 since it's only 16 not 61. I ain't picking up a fight with you either. I've had my future plan out. I'm going to give tuitions whether you like it or not. I'm going to work during this holidays whether you like it or not. I dun't bloody care if it's only 1K per month and it's all hard work. Seriously, i am so not nagging at you but i have got to start somewhere. &amp;amp; trust me, i will not touch a single cent of your bloody money cause i don't see the need to. I'll scrimp &amp;amp; save every penny i got &amp;amp; whatever stuff i'll have to buy for poly, i'll use my own bloody hard work money. And yes, that includes my laptop, my thumbdrive &amp;amp; my new phone which i am changing to line like super soon. Dun't you dare start to cabar me and everything because it will be done. I will get it done. Just respect my decision would you. Damn it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Him, " Just go and continue your studying."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dang;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss boify like hell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My girlfriends are super worried.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can just go bonkers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that, i miss boify like craaazzzzzyyyyyyy;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-5143653922272006382?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5143653922272006382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=5143653922272006382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5143653922272006382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5143653922272006382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-was-mugging-and-everything-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyxL6VUl0fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/nkHp2Ijx_b8/s72-c/kewl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-5906995840881369242</id><published>2007-11-01T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T07:46:16.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear all, i would be able to give tuitions for Primary 1 to Primary 6, for all subjects, after the 6th of Nov. Please ask around. Thank you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; _Liyana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-5906995840881369242?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5906995840881369242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=5906995840881369242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5906995840881369242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5906995840881369242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/11/dear-all-i-would-be-able-to-give.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-200981495564428166</id><published>2007-11-01T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T02:08:15.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RymPPVUl0cI/AAAAAAAAAHM/tLKHT2plCjs/s1600-h/tears_of_nature_preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127787144322339266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RymPPVUl0cI/AAAAAAAAAHM/tLKHT2plCjs/s320/tears_of_nature_preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take no notice of the previous post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just being too emotional, according to Miss Aisha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of my Miss Aisha, dun't forget hokaaaays, after 6th, someone is treating me to Seoul Garden(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had intense mugging since just now &amp;amp; damn am i super lethargic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, i'm left with the last chapter &amp;amp; memorising all the experiments, so i believe i'm like 3/4 done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently, not feeling super well maybe since i'm not eating very well, sleeping too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Faiz isn't at home. Why? Keluar jalan lahh ape lagik..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maaan, i am so gonna jalan raye 32 freaaking days next year.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next Tuesday marks the end of my O's &amp;amp; the other Faiz already had find a job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A promoter @ Taka, 9 bucks per hour, work around 8hrs per day? Not bad aye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, Sha would rolled her eyes since she would very love to work in a place where she sits almost all day long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of Sha, she would be giving out tuition for primary 1 to primary 6. Those who are interested, please kindly contact Sha immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, i'm giving free tuitions for those children yang tidak berkemampuan, insyallah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While deciding on that matter, i might be working in Yamaha in Plaza Singapura as a cashier. But nothing is confirmed yet so yeah, still looking out for jobs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sape2 yang ader lubang, please tolong recommend kayys(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw my ex madrasah school friend kat Civic Lib the other time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;''Babe, whatever happened to you? Kau cengkung giler lahh, tak makan per saaak? Ohmygod! What's with those puffy eyes? Better go and rest FULLY after o's alright hunney..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While she was busily scrutinising me, i was like wondering, '' Where the hell did the angelic her go to? How come she's changed into something horrible like foul pontianaks? Damn it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of madrasah, do you know that it has been A-G-E-S since i last went? I know i know, i miss my form-t like hell dok! Her jokes happen to be super lame but hell, she makes my Sunday much much much nicer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will never let you fall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll stand up with you forever &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there for you through it all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To that particular person who hates kerang/kupang/sotong/siput,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really really really regret not answering any of your many,many,many missed calls. I really do. Maybe, if i do pick up,maybe if i had just pick up one of those calls, maybe we won't be like this. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Atin's uncle,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I never regret falling in love with you. The impact that you had made in my life, is just shocking. I never regret spending all my time with you. I had the fun of my life &amp;amp; i know you did too. The thing that i had regretted most was not answering that calls. Why? Because, i'm beginning to live in the what ifs world. What if i had pick it up? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To that kampung boy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knowing you was the best part of my life after that hoo-haa incident. Despite our differences, you being you &amp;amp; me being me, that doesn't change anything since you have managed to accept me for who i am. I thank you for that, having the courage &amp;amp; everything to take that simple step of knowing me better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To that someone who loves air batu,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll always love you for who you are. Even if you're away, i'll wait,always. I'll love you,always. You have that ability to make me laugh real hard, to make me forget him, to make me be comfortable with you instantly, to simply make me like you for who you are.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To that someone who hates it when i call myself stupid,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The days that i get to spend with you. The afternoon calls during your lunchbreaks where i got to hear your laughter. The around 7pm when you msged, ''Lynn, nanti kol i kayys.. I'm beginning to miss hearing your voice,again..'' The nights that you teman-ed me when i'm mugging. The nights that we had our open-ed table. The nights that we confessed everything. The nights that you were simply accompanying me untill all of them came back even if it means it was already 1am &amp;amp; you were super sleepy. The nights that you sang the male part and asked me to hafal the female part. The nights that i was just talking to you. The days, afternoons, 7pm-s &amp;amp; nights that all summed up to that 98 hours. ily,boify.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;To boify,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;ily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;imy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;iwy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;iny.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that, i'll always wait for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;_&lt;/em&gt;Lynlove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-200981495564428166?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/200981495564428166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=200981495564428166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/200981495564428166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/200981495564428166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/11/take-no-notice-of-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RymPPVUl0cI/AAAAAAAAAHM/tLKHT2plCjs/s72-c/tears_of_nature_preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-5442279767146106938</id><published>2007-10-30T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T03:30:07.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Something happened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It destroyed every single inch of  semangat-ness in me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It drained every single energy left in me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought. I always thought.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And boy, am i plain stupid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i know deep down, they will go, '' seeee, i told you so! Tu lah tak nak dgr cakap kate. Tergiler2 kan dier sangat. Kaaaaannnnn.....''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiatus till 31 December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Lynlove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-5442279767146106938?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5442279767146106938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=5442279767146106938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5442279767146106938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5442279767146106938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/something-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-747256802845533588</id><published>2007-10-29T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T02:34:12.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyWlTlUl0bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/T0vaJB5Fuu4/s1600-h/131204702_c00d0126ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126685506685751730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyWlTlUl0bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/T0vaJB5Fuu4/s320/131204702_c00d0126ce.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's either i'm super pandai or i'm super pandai;&lt;br /&gt;It's either i'm super bodoh or i'm super bodoh;&lt;br /&gt;It's either i'm super dumb or i'm super dumb;&lt;br /&gt;And all of 3, i will choose dumb;&lt;br /&gt;But, come to think of it, since he isn't here, i'll gladly call myself STUPID;&lt;br /&gt;It's stupid, bloody stupid when someone calls 20 times but i din bloody pick up;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girlfriend, even if he happens to be one kuman instead of a kumbang, i already fell in love with him. &amp;amp; you yourself know me/Nur Liyana Bte Mohd Zaini.. Do i fall in love easily? And when i do, do i ever fall out of it easily? I know it's hard for you but do give me time. Love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;English paper was okaaay;&lt;br /&gt;Math was like paaaah!;&lt;br /&gt;History paper was super nice;&lt;br /&gt;Off to doing research for art;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update again;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest Atin's Uncle,&lt;br /&gt;I've made a promise to you. &amp;amp; i shall keep that promise. I've promise that i'll never leave you until you let me go. &amp;amp; believe me sayang, i masih pegang kepade janji i. Whatever happens, i'll be waiting for you, always. Even if it takes 3 days, 3 months &amp;amp; 3 years, i'll wait. Simply because i've already fell for you &amp;amp; you alone. imy,atin's uncle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Why does it all have to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;.. Lynn ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-747256802845533588?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/747256802845533588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=747256802845533588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/747256802845533588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/747256802845533588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-either-im-super-pandai-or-im-super.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyWlTlUl0bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/T0vaJB5Fuu4/s72-c/131204702_c00d0126ce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1065422302444552413</id><published>2007-10-27T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T20:01:56.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyP4mlUl0aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/O0JkM7LqdFg/s1600-h/first%2520kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126214142614950306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyP4mlUl0aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/O0JkM7LqdFg/s320/first%2520kiss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Typing a short post before heading to Sha's crib.&lt;br /&gt;You know, i've been blog hopping &amp;amp; friendster hopping &amp;amp; whatever hopping that's left, &amp;amp; all i could see was pictures, pictures and pictures of couples.&lt;br /&gt;Then,i realised i seriously do not have one measley photo of me &amp;amp; boify.&lt;br /&gt;Then,i realised again that i'm just someone else's perempuan simpanan. Fuhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sha jus texted me and everything so i'll be like chiao-ing like soon before the intense maha mugging starts. Who knows, there'll be the continuation of going ga-ga over Salman Khan scenes or hot bod. Who knows, there'll be the continuation of Am's ''Why we cannot kekek now because o's is coming &amp;amp; be prepared for the worse shit''. Who knows, there'll be the continuation of big bearry &amp;amp; pemalu guy. Who knows, there'll be the continuation of giving 20 missed calss &amp;amp; not having the ability to reply back since it's either reception rosak atau terjatoh telephone atau simply because couldn't be bothered? Who know's, there'll be the continuation of maribs/minaribs jalan-ing raya when i'm here,cursing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;every &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;minute. Fuuhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Guardian Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;Tears run down my face I can't replace&lt;br /&gt;And now that I'm stronger I've figured out&lt;br /&gt;How this world turns cold and breaks through my soul&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;It's ok. It's ok. It's ok.&lt;br /&gt;Seasons are changing&lt;br /&gt;And waves are crashing&lt;br /&gt;And stars are falling all for us&lt;br /&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;br /&gt;I can show you I'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you're my, you're my, my true love, my whole heart&lt;br /&gt;Please don't throw that away&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;Please don't walk away,&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you'll stay, stay&lt;br /&gt;Use me as you will&lt;br /&gt;Pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'll be ok&lt;br /&gt;Though my skies are turning gray&lt;br /&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that boify, i mean every word i say. That i like you. That miss you. That i want you. That i need you. That i'll wait for you. That i will never leave you until you let me go. That i'll be there for you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That i love you, always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_&lt;/em&gt;Lynlove(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1065422302444552413?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1065422302444552413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1065422302444552413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1065422302444552413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1065422302444552413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/typing-short-post-before-heading-to.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyP4mlUl0aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/O0JkM7LqdFg/s72-c/first%2520kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8808099379402522333</id><published>2007-10-27T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T07:01:54.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyNDXlUl0ZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ixYLPnLQMH0/s1600-h/Picture(52)(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126014873312285074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyNDXlUl0ZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ixYLPnLQMH0/s320/Picture(52)(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just realised i look so pale?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just reached home from the intense mugging w Sha &amp;amp; Nina &amp;amp; Sha's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aprt from the biggy bear &amp;amp; pemalu guy distractions, alhamdullilah, i get to complete whatever i want to complete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hokaaaay, that doesn't make any sense since my brain juice is like so juicy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hokaaaays, that didn't make ANY sense either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But paaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta go people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll update muchmuchmuch later if time permits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for boify to call(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/s: Sha, i dun't like him. I just love him to bits. Super shocking but it's true. It super is. *Pulling the trigger &amp;amp; drop dead*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8808099379402522333?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8808099379402522333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8808099379402522333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8808099379402522333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8808099379402522333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-just-realised-i-look-so-pale-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyNDXlUl0ZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ixYLPnLQMH0/s72-c/Picture(52)(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-4066478051807386793</id><published>2007-10-26T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T02:51:17.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyGzzVUl0XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TrGNBtR_wWU/s1600-h/layout65fg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125575545402544498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyGzzVUl0XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TrGNBtR_wWU/s320/layout65fg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was History Paper &amp;amp; one word to sum it all.&lt;br /&gt;Guhh-reat;&lt;br /&gt;Sha &amp;amp; i went to school super duper early (hokaaays,part nie dah bedek urhh.. Padehal sampai school around 12.15pm).. We crapped like long lost girlfriends since it has been a-g-e-s since i hang out with her alone. We did history revision &amp;amp; mos of the time, Sha was planning on what to do on the 10th.. Talk about super excited lahh! &amp;amp; yes sha, i'll talk to boify soon about this outing aye(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walked into the exam room &amp;amp; everything &amp;amp; got this cinonet as the invigilator..&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, what i studied came out &amp;amp; zaaaaaap, i might just score an A for my history lahh dok!&lt;br /&gt;Hokaaaays, and it's because of that, i'm online.. Yessah! Niarie enjoy maha enjoy... Besok baru start belaja.. Pah !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of history,&lt;br /&gt;i miss boify like hell.. Padehal padehal, baru 2 hari lepas jumpe dier, like tak puas spend time with him. Boify, remind me the next time we keluar-ing, lemme look into your steamy eyes for as long as i want.. I shall devote most of my time with him after o's, that i promise. ily boify(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Priorities are priorities;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that i'm nothing but just a mere normal girl who doesn't make an impact in your life;&lt;br /&gt;Priorities are priorities;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happen, she will always come first &amp;amp; i accept that fact;&lt;br /&gt;Priorities are priorities;&lt;br /&gt;But please, dun't be like this cus' it's just killing me deep inside;&lt;br /&gt;Priorities are priorities;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you like hell lahh seyy;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that, boify, i'll always always always always always love, sayang &amp;amp; wait for you(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;_&lt;/em&gt;Lynlove(:&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/20722061-4066478051807386793?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4066478051807386793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=4066478051807386793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4066478051807386793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4066478051807386793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-was-history-paper-one-word-to-sum.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RyGzzVUl0XI/AAAAAAAAAGo/TrGNBtR_wWU/s72-c/layout65fg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-2351298293080552144</id><published>2007-10-24T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T06:40:06.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rx9GZS3nxcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7Plrt7zXusY/s1600-h/Picture(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124892301346719170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rx9GZS3nxcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7Plrt7zXusY/s320/Picture(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;T mop behind is muchmuchmuch nicer kaaaaan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of mops &amp;amp; i know there isn't any connection at all, yours truly had just turned 16 today(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemme start off with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To dearest Nur Liyana, happy 16th birthday to myself. May i succeed in life w t people i love constantly w me. May i score t best in o's. May i make wise decisions &amp;amp; not be so dependent on others.May you find everlasting happiness &amp;amp; love in whatever you do.May you stay cheerful &amp;amp; laugh &amp;amp; smile 24/7.May i always have the patience &amp;amp; strength &amp;amp; peace to face any challenges, to wait for anyone &amp;amp; to even find peace in any to every situation. With that, happy birthday Liy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My much appreciated thank yous to everyone who had wished me, specially to Ariftaker, boify, CT, Aleeve, Nina, Sha, family, Rahmat, all my loved ones back in Msia, Cicak &amp;amp; Faizal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big thank you to boify, for having t initiative to actually teman-ed me t night before whereby you waited until 12am sharp &amp;amp; then you wished me Happy Birthday. Thank you for ever being so nice &amp;amp; everything cause believe me, i'm deeply touched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ig thank you to boify again, for taking t time off &amp;amp; just spend time w me on my birthday itself even if it means we were just slacking in KFC &amp;amp; outside KFC. Next time, we go out somewhere far hokaaaays? We'll meet your mum soon if everything goes well(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big thank you to Nina &amp;amp; Aleeve for giving me a present, my 1st ever 16th present. Thank you hokaaaays.. Gue terharu banget!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big thank you to Sha, for being t ever bestest girlfriend ever. Sanggup layan budak bodoh dalam chemistry nie for 2 days, layan kerenah aku yang giler2 nie, layan soalan2 aku yg kebanyakan nyer merapek &amp;amp; tak masok akal. Thank you alrights.. That's t bestest gift i can ever mintak from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big thank you to Mat for just shouting out loud across the canteen.. Thanks kayys bro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, good luck to all who's taking geog paper tml aytes.. Wishing you people all t best! JIA YOU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Babe, i know you want the best for me. I truly appreciate that. And i wont just be like a rotten bitch just because i met someone new. But,please know. I'll always think of what you said &amp;amp; make wise decisions from now on. Still,i do need you around to guide me. I might just get lost,deeper into shits. And,i seriously wouldn't want to be like the next person whom we know best. Love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ever you knew how much i love you, i'm sure you won't be like this. I'm sure we won't be like this. I'm sure you will try your darndest best to start over a new leaf. ily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;_&lt;/em&gt;Lynlove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-2351298293080552144?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2351298293080552144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=2351298293080552144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2351298293080552144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2351298293080552144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/t-mop-behind-is-muchmuchmuch-nicer.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rx9GZS3nxcI/AAAAAAAAAGg/7Plrt7zXusY/s72-c/Picture(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8575165163051605054</id><published>2007-10-21T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:58:29.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RxwNx3LHkkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RfR_3_E_VEc/s1600-h/yaNa_Sha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123985626316116546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RxwNx3LHkkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RfR_3_E_VEc/s320/yaNa_Sha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokaaaay, so today marks the start of my o levels &amp;amp; it din feel good,at all.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning w thaaat sick feeling in my tummy &amp;amp; i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;I ask daddy,'' What day is today? "&lt;br /&gt;He replied, '' Today's Monday &amp;amp; you're having your Amath paper 1,remember?'' while giving me that s-m-u-g look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;In returned, i groaned,i rolled my eyes &amp;amp; i went back to bed(:&lt;br /&gt;For once,he din bellowed at me to get my ass from the bed since he saw how hard i studied for that nicest* subject since days &amp;amp; days &amp;amp; days before,whereby yesterday night marks the end of studying Amath for me.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wouldn't want to have a brainfreeze when the paper is infront of me cause all my efoorts would be futile. Hmm, is that the right word?&lt;br /&gt;And,i've just checked the dictionary &amp;amp; it is the right word. *Pats Liyana on her back*&lt;br /&gt;And,that's one of the reason why i'm blogging today or why you people see me online.&lt;br /&gt;And,i did not slack okaaaaaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya has been Hari Raya.&lt;br /&gt;My family has been leaving me in the house,home alone while they happy happy happy go raya-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Which simply means one thing, my siblings duit raye would be muchmuchmuchmuc more than mine.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly,i dun't give a damn cause i'm gonna work soon,remember?&lt;br /&gt;So,every month, i'll be having muchmuchmuchmuch more duit than you people since i'll scrimp and save every dollar.&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, boify did teman-ed me when i was at home alone.. Hehs(:&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of boify, i'm sorry alrights for screaming/ screeching into your ears when you're teman-ing me while watching 'The Maid'.&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha... Dier cool ajer tgk,tak melatah tak jerit tak aper.. Aku? Let's just leave it at that...&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh oh, speaking of boify again, i would be celebrating my birthday w him.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to Weds sayang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boify.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Urhh yeah,better go wear long sleeves on that day,hot weather or no hot weather since you're super segan kaaaaan...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been activating my ppaid for free incoming calls due to boify.&lt;br /&gt;So,people, just call straight &amp;amp; i'll promise i pick up aye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hokaaaay, there's snakes &amp;amp; elephants dancing to reggaeton in my tummy.. Gahness!&lt;br /&gt;Initially,my plan was to skip today's paper but due to dad's personal request &amp;amp; boify's stern warning, terpakse gue pegi.. Chet!&lt;br /&gt;But,whatever it is, i know i studied for that subject &amp;amp; i sure hope for a pass. *Fingers crossed like double crossing nyer cross*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's 11 &amp;amp; i'll stop here for now. Nak main online games pulaaak,relieve stress?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8575165163051605054?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8575165163051605054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8575165163051605054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8575165163051605054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8575165163051605054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/hokaaaay-so-today-marks-start-of-my-o.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RxwNx3LHkkI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RfR_3_E_VEc/s72-c/yaNa_Sha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-9036857616235040290</id><published>2007-10-19T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T01:15:58.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rxh5HXLHkjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bLq1rBZtgCs/s1600-h/Street.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122977743520633394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rxh5HXLHkjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bLq1rBZtgCs/s320/Street.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Much had been said &amp;amp; done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your actions are a total opposite of what you said,keep saying &amp;amp; will be saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You claim something waaay different and the next minute, you're doing something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wouldn't know if i'm dumb or i'm dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think i'm dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For trusting you,your words &amp;amp; your feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm dumb for believing you when you said,'' itu sume silap.. ''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe because, i've been hurt many times that you thought nothing of it and do it one more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe because, i've been stupid &amp;amp; dumb &amp;amp; gullible that you thought it was okay to do like that to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You perfectly knew what condition was i in &amp;amp; hey,that didn't stop you from hurting me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe because,if i was never in the main picture in the first place, you would have been much much much happier w MyRa minus-ing all the pretense &amp;amp; lies infront of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I truly enjoyed myself talking to you even if almost the whole time i was just quiet &amp;amp; you were just listening to nothing but dead silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But, it had happened and i'm not blaming her, definitely not you because i know we were nothing but mere &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was dumbfounded when you told me and since then,i knew everything will not be the same anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You've made an impact in my life &amp;amp; i'm glad you did it because as for now, you may go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Were your words something that you played alot with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Were your words something that you are good at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Were your words something that you are an expert at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Did you ever mean what you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you ever mean every single word that you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because,i find it super hard to believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because, i find it super duper hard to believe what you're saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; if that hurt you, you've hurt me more,much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Lynn, give me a chance.. And i'll try to make it up 4 it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I made a huge mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Sengsare dibuatnyer kalau i tak msg u/u tak msg i.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Let's start all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;You've succeeded in making me like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Make me fall in love with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I miss you like super lahh seyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Selamat malam awak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was mabok when i sent you that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was confident that we had something going on between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your background and mine din stop us from having that lil special thing between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You proved me wrong,dead wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For a split second, i did miss you. I know i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Since the whole time, the whole of that lil short period, YOU was what i think about,always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When i was lying on my bed, when i was listening to some emo/love songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Regardless of what i did at that point of time, i was thinking constantly of you, you, you, you, you &amp;amp; you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest one, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All the best ochey with whatever relationship you have w her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;From t bottom of my heart, i'll let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For her sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know i'm not being fair to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know i'm not giving you any chance at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If ever i could just describe to you how sorry i am things had to end this way,i would.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My happiness is nothing compared to your girl's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She needs you like super alot, go get her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lynn takmau dgr all those crap about you not sayang-ing her and everything cuz i've said it through the phone manymanymany times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Kasih sayang &amp;amp; cinta boleh dipupuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ape tu dipupuk?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Alah, dipupuk lahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I tau.. mcm dibuat pelan2 kan,lynn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Urhh,a'ah a'ah.. dibuat pelan2, dipupuk lahh tu.. kan same...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ape u same.. lain lahh... u gunekan bahasa melayu .. i gunekan bahase melayu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've never said it to you because i thought that you knew all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm repeating the same old mistake again &amp;amp; i never learn from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With that, publicly, i admit defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With that, publicly, i fell in love w you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;With that, publicly, i'll let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Syg, all i wanted since then was your love. It's nothing much,so i thought i was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-9036857616235040290?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/9036857616235040290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=9036857616235040290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9036857616235040290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9036857616235040290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/dearest-one-much-had-been-said-done.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rxh5HXLHkjI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/bLq1rBZtgCs/s72-c/Street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6715659546329623148</id><published>2007-10-17T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:52:30.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RxXMjnLHkiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NDd59xzwOZI/s1600-h/P1010027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122225063386911266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RxXMjnLHkiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NDd59xzwOZI/s320/P1010027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, that happens to be my dearest su-weetest cousin from Kedah, Naufal Sameer(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah i know.. I cakap lain,buat lain..&lt;br /&gt;And yes people,i'm currently sick,seriously ill.&lt;br /&gt;So,please postpone all those invitations after i get well/after o's aye..&lt;br /&gt;Balek kampong was fun and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Met w my tunang sambil mengeratkan lagi silaturrahim..&lt;br /&gt;What with our own version of fireworks &amp;amp; it's uber cool..&lt;br /&gt;Tak sia2 spent 40 bucks on t Merdeka fireworks style.&lt;br /&gt;Tak payah gue pegik jauh2 tgk bunge api.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been .. life?&lt;br /&gt;It hasn't been wonderful but it has been okaaay..&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't always all thaaat...&lt;br /&gt;I mean,since when life is fair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practical is tml &amp;amp; here i am chatting w Aleeve..&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Tiada Ertinya by Nur Fatima..&lt;br /&gt;Random : Where are you? You claim it &amp;amp; yet,you're MIA.. Jeez! &amp;amp; i thought you're not like him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow,imy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6715659546329623148?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6715659546329623148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6715659546329623148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6715659546329623148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6715659546329623148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/yeah-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RxXMjnLHkiI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NDd59xzwOZI/s72-c/P1010027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-5793880533330132175</id><published>2007-10-11T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T06:47:59.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rw4f_HLHkhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7hdjKkGCkAc/s1600-h/Picture(19).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120064995484733970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rw4f_HLHkhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7hdjKkGCkAc/s320/Picture(19).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I seriously don't get him,at all,ZILCH!&lt;br /&gt;Really,what's w painting the house when there's exactly 3 days left to Raya?&lt;br /&gt;Like super really, if setakat paint the walls kat living room,alright jugak..&lt;br /&gt;Ini tak, kene cat the WHOLE house,termasok ceiling2 sekalik..&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is,budak yang tak celebrate raya,dier suruh cat..&lt;br /&gt;Grr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din went to school tadik for EIRP,sorry Shab...&lt;br /&gt;I dunt think i can make it for tml's paper either,since most likely i would be going back to Msia..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i dun think i would be sitting for Eng paper,since i would still not be in Spore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, luckily i did help my dad these past 2 days of re-painting &amp;amp; everything since we got to talk about almost everything..&lt;br /&gt;I got to know and see the other side of him..&lt;br /&gt;He talked about his ever first love &amp;amp; it was just sweeeettttt....&lt;br /&gt;When Fransisca was merajok-ed and everything, sanggup dok member tunggu depan blok, baling2 batu kat tingkap.. Selagik tingkap tak bukak, tak tido lahh bapak aku yg satu nie..&lt;br /&gt;And yes, his first gf was a minah salleh(:&lt;br /&gt;We talked,we shared opinions,we joked,we laughed &amp;amp; i know that he is one nice person..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were busily painting the ceiling and everything while listening to music..&lt;br /&gt;Biler keluar lagu Give it to me, we joget like maha..&lt;br /&gt;Biler keluar lagu trance, we did moves like kekek..&lt;br /&gt;Biler keluar lagu You are the music in me, he dedicated that song to mommy..&lt;br /&gt;Biler keluar lagu Kekasih Gelapku, he gave me that odd look of his..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ku mencintaimu lebih dari yang apapun.. Meskipun tiada satu org pun yang tahu.. Ku mencintaimu sedalam2 hatiku.. Meskipun engkau hanya kekasih gelapku..''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;After he heard that 4 lines, he said,'' I know that you had recently suffered a loss &amp;amp; for the record, i'm not talking about Deco/Nina... Dun't ask me how i know or dun't give me thaat type of maner - ader - seyy - looks.. I'm your dad,i know. I dun't quite approve of these types &amp;amp; im sure you know that too.. But, i had kept quiet all these while cuz i wanna know,i wanna see your reaction &amp;amp; your actions.. And daughter, i'm proud of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biler keluar lagu Drama,love &amp;amp; 'Lationships by Babyface..&lt;br /&gt;"It's not about who's right &amp;amp; who's wrong.. It's not about who's weaker &amp;amp; who's strong.. It's not about who's innocent and who's fault.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked, " Do you miss him?''&lt;br /&gt;My reply,'' Hmm...''&lt;br /&gt;Him, " Hmm as in yeah,you miss him?&lt;br /&gt;My reply, " Hmm as in i can't be bothered to layan you bapak!''&lt;br /&gt;Him, " I know you miss him. And again,i'm saying this again, do not give me that look of yours.. I know you do.. And it just makes it a whole lot difficult when our families are close.. And, i'm sorry for that.. Really,i am.. If i know these would happen,i had long cincang2 him,since he had just messed up with my daughter.. But,just hang in there.. You're strong enough to face all these odds.. You're not like any other girls.. The one yg selalu sakit,yg selalu masok hospital, yang selalu pengsan/pitam, yang selalu muntah2.. You're not.. You're strong in your own way.. Your own quiet way.. You never say much.. You're always giving in.. You're always accepting things for what they are.. You never question why.. You never blamed others even when they/he is at wrong.. You just never dun't do stuff like any normal girls would do.. Im not saying that you're weird or abnormal.. But,at times, i just feel like shaking your head and knock some sense into you.. I seriously tak nak my daughter jadik mcm Ana dalam ceriter merapek tuu.. But whatever it is, how much i scream at you,how much i shout at you, how much i curse you &amp;amp; call you stupid, how much i layan you mcm nak tak nak,how much i always keep saying NO to you, it's not that i'm mean or whatsoever.. It's just that i'm scared of letting you go.. Call me coward or whatever you youngsters call it, but as a parent, i wouldnt want to see my daughter get hurt.. I wouldnt want to lose my daughter to the outside world cause you know why? Because,maner lagik nak dapat 1st mth punyer pay this coming Dec kalau bukan my first daughter kaaan... Ahaha.. Im joking.. But really, i wouldnt want to lose any of my children,especially you..&lt;br /&gt;My reply, '' Jangan nak macam pa lahh bapak!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O's coming like super fast mcm fly..&lt;br /&gt;So,this might be my last update until 6th November aytes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam sayang &amp;amp; rindu,&lt;br /&gt;Lynlove(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-5793880533330132175?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5793880533330132175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=5793880533330132175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5793880533330132175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5793880533330132175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-seriously-dont-get-himat-allzilch.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rw4f_HLHkhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/7hdjKkGCkAc/s72-c/Picture(19).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7672640941311804194</id><published>2007-10-09T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T07:32:14.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RwuNqXLHkgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fAZ-RXxoPgU/s1600-h/Image057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119341160351371778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RwuNqXLHkgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fAZ-RXxoPgU/s320/Image057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time sure past super fly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's Graduation Day tml &amp;amp; i'm so looking forward to that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ending school tml around 11.30pm &amp;amp; after that,it's mugging time..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;SHuckness!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kinda suckish really,when you're feeling something but you're dunt know what is it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like you know,you haven't done the best enough to accomplished it padehal,i've given my bestest bestest utmost bestest best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like you know,nothing stays the same after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Situation changes,people changes,feelings changes, even advertisements changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like,the constant same all thang,haunting you every night,every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like,you know,it's like there's just a monster deep inside,just waiting to burst..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know,all the pretense and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pretending to be okay,and not a few minutes later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like,whatever happen to world peace?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like you know,you're stuck in a situation whereby both are your closefriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like you know something &amp;amp; you're supposed to tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you dont want to tell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And everything ends because of this damn it thang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really,if i have the power to turn back time and delete some stuffs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i would delete him,firstly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i would delete all those confused retarded children kat NanyangPoly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i would delete all those sickness without cure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i would delete all those confused feelings/fickle-minded people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i would delete all those people who doesnt know what they really want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANd oh,i know i would delete all liars/backstabbers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHatever happen to world peace again???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall just go call Arin up &amp;amp; talk to him.. He knows how to make me feel better.. &amp;amp; aleeve,muke dier bukan mcm pisang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,i shall meet up with Ron,he'll know how to make my day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,i shall go crap with aleeve/rooney yang tak jadik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,i shall mug like the world is ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,i shall buy Fik's new album &amp;amp; just go all emo-ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,i shall just mug and mug and mug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thn,i shall just go out with Adan on my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,i shall just have lunch with Raffael.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,i shall just rot and die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7672640941311804194?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7672640941311804194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7672640941311804194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7672640941311804194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7672640941311804194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/10/time-sure-past-super-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RwuNqXLHkgI/AAAAAAAAAF4/fAZ-RXxoPgU/s72-c/Image057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7346828061937374405</id><published>2007-09-28T07:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T07:28:30.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O's is just as around the corner like 20 more days.&lt;br /&gt;Night study sessions starting soon;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims results are out &amp;amp; dang,i dunt know mine.&lt;br /&gt;That's the most worse feeling ever.&lt;br /&gt;Yang lain dah dapat,and i still haven't got mine.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugging?&lt;br /&gt;I dun't think there's enough time to mug like serious mug shit.&lt;br /&gt;But then again,i think of that shiny new bike &amp;amp; meeting someone at TP,it drives me like hell to do muchmuchmuch better.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7346828061937374405?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7346828061937374405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7346828061937374405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7346828061937374405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7346828061937374405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/os-is-just-as-around-corner-like-20.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7588880961824432452</id><published>2007-09-27T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T06:58:44.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dun't know what's with me today;&lt;br /&gt;I simply am not me;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because of the heavy rain or maybe because of my suckish results;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because i was treating you unfairly or may because i simply do not like today;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the reasons are, i dun't think it makes any difference in this bloody world laaahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record,&lt;br /&gt;I hate exams;&lt;br /&gt;I hate O's;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people claiming to be someone else laahh;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people acting dumb,really i do;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people who do say something different and do something else waaaay different;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my bloody suckish life laaah;&lt;br /&gt;I hate studying;&lt;br /&gt;I hate YOU;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;What good am i in this world when i can do nothing good?&lt;br /&gt;What good am i in this world when i can just rot in hell?&lt;br /&gt;What good am i in this world when really,i can't do a simple Amath qns or answer "Reasons for Oct Revolution'' or answer "Why does the damn photographer publish this photo?"&lt;br /&gt;I must be so stupid bin gundu bin bodoh bin ajaib bin selenger~&lt;br /&gt;Again,how the hell am i suppose to know?&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun't go on saying you dun't know and the next minute,you got to solve it &amp;amp; start giving me that smug look on your face.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun't go on saying you would fail and the next minute you emerged as the most cleverest one &amp;amp; start glowing like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun't go on saying you din understand the topic,that's why you dunt know how to teach me.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau dah sombong semacam,tak nak tolong members lain,nak jadik kedekut dgn knowlegde kauu sendirik,cakap ajerr.. Aku no hal,ader byk lagik org lahh yg aku boleh mintak tolong..&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun't try to go and act all so innocent when you're not.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just mug and mug and mug.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest Adan,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to us,let's just leave it at that &amp;amp; remain friends. I admit,maybe things got a lil bit fast. I admit,maybe i terikutkan hati i sangat.. Iyerlah,sape laah i dalam hidup u.. Maybe,things are like this because i was simply too dumb &amp;amp; blind(:&lt;br /&gt;But really,it was nice knowing you.. Ori giler bin ajaib nyer.. Ahaha.. Stylo mylo barley,adan(:&lt;br /&gt;I really am sorry if i'm just not fair to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7588880961824432452?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7588880961824432452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7588880961824432452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7588880961824432452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7588880961824432452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dunt-know-whats-with-me-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6990543505749389620</id><published>2007-09-26T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T07:04:46.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rvpi9_JbPRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k1kNtANnvZI/s1600-h/Picture(48).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114509143895129362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rvpi9_JbPRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k1kNtANnvZI/s320/Picture(48).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts me when i see you like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really,i used to think that our society was super ready to give people like him a second chance, what's with the ongoing campaigns and everything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really,i used to be proud of us,Singaporeans,for wanting to adapt to changes readily &amp;amp; to accept them for who they readily are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then again, i think it was all just an act lahh,to give them high hopes &amp;amp; just crushed it like that. Poofht!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just imagine, 50 bucks for heavyheavyheavy work. Ot,70 bucks? Maaaak,not even worth it laaah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why not other jobs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuz people wont accept him because of his records.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God,whatever happen to giving others a second chance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever happened to us,let's just leave it at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Results coming out tml.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang,i'm super scared,serius shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think papabear's attitude just make it worse lahh,you know the heck care one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean,he's so into pushing me to do my very best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You want your ex back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go get her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk about one stupid girl lahh):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6990543505749389620?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6990543505749389620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6990543505749389620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6990543505749389620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6990543505749389620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-hurts-me-when-i-see-you-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rvpi9_JbPRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/k1kNtANnvZI/s72-c/Picture(48).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1745126458009044408</id><published>2007-09-25T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T07:14:16.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvkQafJbPPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ozUg096_xlE/s1600-h/Picture(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114136899079585010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvkQafJbPPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ozUg096_xlE/s320/Picture(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O's is 22 days away and i can't seem to help it,but feel this waaaay):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know,the way when you constantly,always think about questions but you don't know the answers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not that you're dumb or what for not knowing the answers,but you know perfectly well where the answers can be found,at a certain page,in a certain book..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk about being silly laaah.. Like you can remember where the answers,which page,but you don't know the answers? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeee,i've repeated that sentence like twice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; to make matter worse,sampai terbawak2 biler tidur-ey..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You dun't get enough sleep, you wake up in the wee hours,just to stare at the ceiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why not revise? Because i can't,i simply can't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak tidur-ey ponn tak boleh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whcih seriously means one thing,taking in medicine even if i'm not sick,just for the sake of waiting for drowsiness to come QUICK.. Shuckness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just super sick thinking of it.. What with teacher's teaching like super fast like as if there's no tml..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang,how i wish it can all be over asap but at the same time, i'm just not prepared):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy &amp;amp; Mummy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't been the greatest daughter of all. I admit i rebel-led in my own quiet ways. I admit, i can just shut both ears &amp;amp; act dumb or seriously stupid like a flamingo,whatever you called it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know,you wanted your own daughter back,the old one,who always emerged as the 1st one in class in those early days. I still remembered what you say,daddy.. Really,i do.. It has been the one and only energy boost in studying for o's right now.. "I dun't know whatever happen to us,i dun't.. But,i miss my daughter who was always the brightest in class,the one who alwasy got 1st in class.. The one who always was proud of her good achievements.. I really want her back for this time round,i really do" - Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those sentence moved me like hell,daddy.. Really,it does. I too dun't know whatever happen to us.. Sometimes,i wonder,why now? Why not 6 mths before,when my morale was super low,when everything was just a dead end,when o's was like months months long? Why now,when there's another 22 more days to go? But daddy, whatever it is, i'll do my utmost best in preparing for o's. Dun't worry daddy,you'll get your daughter back. You'll get it back,i promise you... Mummy, i know you're one dearest bestest mummy who would never push her children too hard. You support everything i do,i like. I thank you for that. '' Tak payah buat aper2, just get good grades,i'm happy for you"-Mummy. I'm doing it,i'm getting good gardes,better than ever,cuz i want to see you smile,i want to see you be proud of me(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shabrina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If ever my actions/words hurt you in any ways,i'm truly sorry. Really,i am..Good luck for o's.. Meeting you at TP kaaaan? I can't wait to see you then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that,the best of luck for o's aye...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehs(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby Face - Drama, Love, Relationships&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not about whose right, or whose wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not about whose weaker, or whose strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not about whose innocent, or whose fault&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It aint really bout that kind of thing at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not about who does it, who done it, or did it to who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont matter if the both of you lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its really not bout nothing, cept for me and you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its all about drama, and love, and 'lationships&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when the going gets tough, you deal with it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you dont ever, you never walk away from it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You hold on, and be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its all about drama, and trust, and making it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If your somebody, mess up, you take it in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Dont let no body come between you you just stay with it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And hold on and be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And Hold on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not about the stupid things that we say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're always saying stupid things anyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not about the secrecy or the lies &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl everybodies got a secret to hide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its not about who was it, or was she, whose creeping on who&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wont matter if the both of us lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its really not bout nothing, cept for me and you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_Lynlove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1745126458009044408?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1745126458009044408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1745126458009044408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1745126458009044408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1745126458009044408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/os-is-22-days-away-and-i-cant-seem-to.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvkQafJbPPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ozUg096_xlE/s72-c/Picture(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3974176224654019355</id><published>2007-09-24T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T07:17:48.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've said my piece, accept it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Initial plan was to chill after mugging/doing hw/revising..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sekalik boifie,send me the most cutest msg ever," u takder niat langsung ke nak masok online? takper takper, i pakai ilmu hitam,nanti tergerak hati u nak masok(:''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without further delay,okaaaay,part tu dah bedek urhh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did delayed for about half an hr,kononnyer nak melambat2kan waktu,supaye member kiter tu marah.. Ahahahaha....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Masok &amp;amp; everything,i'm chattin w him right now(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He's super excited lahh since he found a job,after his officer dah membebel2 nie sumer..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dah berangan lahh konon,nak belanje makan kalau pass o's..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pass ajer? - Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A'ah lahh.... abih u nak aper?'' - Boifie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Duit tu better siap kaaan ehs.. I nak swenson(:" -Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fuh! High maintenance pulaaaaak org tuu.. I baru nak belanje u air batu.." - Boifie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Air batu ajer ,dier nak belanje? Tak payah lahh,i boleh dpt free pon(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On a much lighter note, alhamdullilah, i've finished my art.. Kalau tak dapat A1,i wouldn't know what to say seyy... Like, i devoted almost ALL my time for art ALONE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was TLS's assistant.. Thanks to Nina for teman-ing &amp;amp; help-ing me even if she menyesal later since fufuh tak layan dier and everything.. Super sorry lah girlfriend..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And oh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man U MENANG!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wahahaha,am nangis ke pe baaaangggg?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I slept late lahh semate2 nak tgk ManU main punyer pasal..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The red card given was harsh lahh,but still,Chelsea yg kene,bukan ManU(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ronaldo was uber cute w that hair of his..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rooney main dah makin baik,i'msuper impressed..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The new guy,Terez isit? He isn't that bad.. Cantik dok dier score...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giggs as usual,tak pernah hampekan gue..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saha was super cool w that penalty shooutout.. Baik laah brudder..&lt;br /&gt;And who the hell yang berani cakap,Chelsea bagus?&lt;br /&gt;Go ManU(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3974176224654019355?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3974176224654019355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3974176224654019355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3974176224654019355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3974176224654019355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-said-my-piece-accept-it-initial.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6848623758130471034</id><published>2007-09-22T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T06:57:31.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvUU66n7TRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_swiYCc4oSA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113015954350755090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvUU66n7TRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_swiYCc4oSA/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've known stuffs which i'm not supposed to know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had my best interests at heart &amp;amp; i thank my gf-s for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never really talk about the the after effects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dun't think i see the need to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's done is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But,why this feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't i done enough to prove to you that i'm your friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That i'm your girlfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why does it all have to be reduced to &lt;em&gt;this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that was what you want,why wouldn't you tell me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that was what you really wanted,why would'nt you tell me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that was what you badly wanted,why wouldn't you tell me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,is my good,never good enough for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,whatever happen to 10 years of CME lessons?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,did it ALL fall on deaf ears?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend, i have never put ANY blame on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,as far as i could remember, i din even called you names,not after what had happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,havent you heard of a saying,'' Never ever build your own happiness on one's misery,cause it would never happen,regardless how hard your efforts were?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend, if i could turn back time, i knew i would,i wouldn't ever want to meet you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,i try not to be too arrogant, but i believe it's time i take a stand for myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,i've been quiet for so long that everyone takes advantage of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,i've been acting super dumb,so that i can see with my own eyes what your true colours really are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,i did my own calculations &amp;amp; everything,and it's confirmed that you're the one who's at lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend,i can't deny that i miss you too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend, &lt;em&gt;If ever we get to meet under a different sky,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;             Maybe then things would be much better,between you and i.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;             We could always hold on to this one special thing we shared,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;             But,it would be too much for you to bear since you're one who doesn't know how to appreciate..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my dearest Nurul Fasha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Thanks for everything. Really,without you, my fighting spirit, i know i wouldn't be what i am right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my dearest Nur Ainina,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Thanks for being there for me. Even if i dun't talk much, thank you for just tolerating my mood swings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my dearest Saheera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Thanks for just being my pillar of strength,babe. Without you knowing it, it's really because of you that i had managed to pull through. Thanks alot,sayang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my dearest Nurizan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         Thanks for the constant words of encouragements &amp;amp; support. Without them,i dun't know if i can be like what i am today or would i still be a zombie who's just turned dead(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my dearest Shabrina Bte Shari &amp;amp; Muhd Aliff,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;         It had been a roller-coaster ride for me. Really, it had. Shabrina, thank you for the constant i-love-you's. Thank you for being there for me,constantly. Thank you for just being you. Thank you for all the night sessions. Thank you for always believing in me. Shabrina, i believe you still do keep in contact with Muhd Aliff. Shabrina,tell him this. I've never put any blame on him. You know me,i'm too innocent for all this hatred. I'm too innoncent for all this revenge &amp;amp; stuffs. I believe everything happened for a reason,and i'm in no position to question it. Muhd Aliff, if you can and you're sure that you can make Shabrina happy,why don't you? Don't use my girls as your reason. Because believe me, Shabrina's no longer with us. Whatever she do or wherever she is, we won't be taking care of her anymore since it's her decision,not ours. With that, i don't think my girls would be the reason why you can't woo her. Muhd Aliff, if Shabrina Shari is the girl you want real bad,then go for it. If Fizah is the girl whom you really want,then go for it. Just dun't repeat your mistakes,would you? Oh,Shabrina, ku pegang pade janji kau. Meeting at the gates of TP, 9 yrs down the road,ROMM together. With that,the best of luck to the both of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my dearest sayang,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       Rey,terime kasih utk segalanyer. I tau i nie lah gf yang paling bermasalah sekalik.. Ahahah... But,thank you for being there for me. 2 months of being with you,really,it is pure joy(: I dun't think i can stop thinking of you each day. You're constantly on my mind. Thank you for teaching me the true meaning of love. Thank you for accepting me for who i am. I nie penuh dgn serba kekurangan,but that didn't stop you from having me as your special girlfriend. &lt;em&gt;I love you,bi. I really do love you,sayang(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Lynlove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6848623758130471034?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6848623758130471034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6848623758130471034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6848623758130471034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6848623758130471034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/ive-known-stuffs-which-im-not-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvUU66n7TRI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_swiYCc4oSA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6012055719639524871</id><published>2007-09-20T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T06:35:36.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;At the end of the day, i really hope you know i still love you. I might not be there physically, but at the end of the day,i'm there.I'm screwed up,i really am. I dunt want to bring you guys down with me. She has screamed enough sense into me. I dun want to mensia-siakan tekak dier tu. I love all of you but i still cry at nightly. I love all of you but at times,i get so pissed off.  I have to get away n i understand if u dun get it. I dun get it either sometimes,but tis is me. Im no longer the girl u guys noe. Ive changed ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving you always babes. Rmbr eh, 9 years down the road, we will meet each other at ROMM okays =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku mencintaimu, lebih dari apapun&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun tiada satu orang pun yang tahu&lt;br /&gt;Ku mencintaimu, sedalam-dalam hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Meskipun engkau hanya kekasih gelapku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku tahu ku takkan selalu ada untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Disaat engkau merindukan diriku&lt;br /&gt;Ku tahu ku takkan bisa memberikanmu waktu&lt;br /&gt;Yang panjang dalam hidupku~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It aches when i realised that it's not gonna be the same anymore. It hurts so bad that i can't even know how to describe it. I dun't know what when wrong,when it went wrong. I mean,if i were to have bionic eyes,laser mind &amp;amp; my flying cloak, i know,i would do my darndest fucking best to stop it. I would have save us,if there ever were us,in the first place. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's so much of,''i would'', that i know it's just, impossible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't stupid to cry when Alep left me; Kumbang bukan seekor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't stupid to cry when Abg Zam left me;I know,he went to a muchmuchmuch better place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't stupid to cry when Nina left me;I know,it was her decision.It was never mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't stupid to cry when CL left me;I know,that was our only choice &amp;amp; it was the best solution,anyone could ever think of.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cried,now when i no longer see the girl i used to know. We used to be so tight before. Now? We're physically there,but i can never realy get to talk to you. Now? Awkward silence fill these huge gap between us. What makes me so sad,is that,whenever i see you, all i could &amp;amp; can see is a girl,so dead. I just already lost you,mate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You seem to act so jovial when you're with your mates, but it's just an act. Isn't it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have and always been the girl who fears changes. I try my every best to stop it from happening. It just did &amp;amp; i really do not know how to adapt to it. Stuffs happened &amp;amp; i thought it made us stronger. I was wrong. I thought we would be tighter like how i am with Sha. I was wrong. I thought we would be there for each other more like how i am now with Izan &amp;amp; Nina. I was wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really was never good with words. Even as i'm typing it out right now,it's like as if, i feel that i haven't made my point real clear &amp;amp; out loud. It's like as if i'm missing the essential ingredient,to simply make you understand,make you know. I failed~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tukar gambar babe, i just wanna see your face~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Lynlove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6012055719639524871?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6012055719639524871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6012055719639524871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6012055719639524871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6012055719639524871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/at-end-of-day-i-really-hope-you-know-i.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6316480656888391378</id><published>2007-09-19T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T07:09:50.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEpK900_RI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AZl3mQ0qURQ/s1600-h/Picture(21).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111912320413793554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEpK900_RI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AZl3mQ0qURQ/s320/Picture(21).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       My final work for O's 2007(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEpK900_SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Y4K6x_BEhfs/s1600-h/Picture(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111912320413793570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEpK900_SI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Y4K6x_BEhfs/s320/Picture(20).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEpK900_TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VQel9piEzeU/s1600-h/Picture(22).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111912320413793586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEpK900_TI/AAAAAAAAAEw/VQel9piEzeU/s320/Picture(22).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111914300393717058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEq-N00_UI/AAAAAAAAAE4/CGM33UvaReo/s320/Liy_Nina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111914304688684386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEq-d00_WI/AAAAAAAAAFI/X4ZUavHeceM/s320/yaNa_Sha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111914300393717074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEq-N00_VI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EJ3Zos0citA/s320/Picture026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111914304688684402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEq-d00_XI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/IupKGjje9iQ/s320/726626050l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We're all so busy with our own lives &amp;amp; O's &amp;amp; everything..&lt;br /&gt;We're so into our own circle of friends now, that i no longer recognise you..&lt;br /&gt;We're so different now, that i dun't think i know you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days i spend,laughing with you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those day i spend,crapping with you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days i spend,going out with you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those nights,where i get to be me,you get to be you &amp;amp; we can just talk about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple lavenders,dang~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_Lynlove(:&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/20722061-6316480656888391378?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6316480656888391378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6316480656888391378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6316480656888391378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6316480656888391378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-final-work-for-os-2007-were-all-so.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RvEpK900_RI/AAAAAAAAAEg/AZl3mQ0qURQ/s72-c/Picture(21).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3153654014295002298</id><published>2007-09-13T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T23:12:40.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuohTFq7_KI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sdU5Io_BNUQ/s1600-h/Picture(59)(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109933339028749474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuohTFq7_KI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sdU5Io_BNUQ/s320/Picture(59)(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am super chirpy today; since exams are no longer around,for the time being laah.. Hehs(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had Amath paper as my final paper &amp; i shadn't say much about it since that's the only bloody subject which i can &lt;em&gt;never &lt;/em&gt;click-ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it's because i really never had put much attention to it,but hey, isn't doing homeworks/paying attention to Chong is any student's way of giving attention?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How hard i studied,(&amp;amp; please i did studied hard for it), i still get F9. Talk about demoralising lahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until,i've reached to a certain extent where i can no longer bother about that sole particular subject. Dun't start on your -how-unfair-it-is-to-drop-Amath-and-not-Art- crap or -it's-your-studying-methods-that-are-wrong- crap..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've changed my methods for countless of times &amp; beats me,i just can never pass that subject.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's either F9 or F9 or F9 or F9~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really,i know how to do it in class. I did my revisions. But when the time comes, poofh!.. I can't remember &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;single thing.. All my formulas,sume dah gone by the wind. Talk about playing tricks on me,mind~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studies aside*pushing it waaaaaaaay in the storeroom*..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just chilling/slacking at home,infront of my dearest computer, as if there wouldn't be &lt;em&gt;any &lt;/em&gt;tmr(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've just checked my super banyak mails,blog-hopped,checked my frenster acc,checked my multiply,checked my syg's webpage &amp; listening to more current music.. Ahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been okaaaaay so far..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met new people,heard new stories,see new couples(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since,i'm not celebrating Raya07,i shall as well make full use of my Ramadhan kaaaan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,i shall pamper myself w more &lt;em&gt;food..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Addicted to &lt;em&gt;If That's Okay With You-Shayne Ward&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna keep your toothbrush at my apartment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make a second set of keys and ask you to move in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im not crazy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I know what im getting myself in&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna live with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If thats okay with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just imagine,someone would do that to you,say that to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know Eezan would start cair-ing,aleeve would start to go hurray-ing &amp; Chikanoz would start preparing the wedding &amp;amp; everything*winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's super su-weet lahh even if it would never happen to me,but what the hell~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And speaking of su-weet,my &lt;em&gt;new &lt;/em&gt;daily dosage of sweetness is still MIA):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hokaaaaay,part tuu dah bedek urhh.. Padehal baru malam tadi, we msg-ed like nobody's business...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang,i miss laughing like one mad &lt;em&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt;*ehem! lady...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp; oh,don't start asking me about this,cuz i'm not ready to tell(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CL&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See,and i'm smiling to myself.. Ahahaha....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3153654014295002298?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3153654014295002298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3153654014295002298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3153654014295002298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3153654014295002298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-am-super-chirpy-today-since-exams-are.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuohTFq7_KI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sdU5Io_BNUQ/s72-c/Picture(59)(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-9141028930383498716</id><published>2007-09-12T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T21:36:57.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rui-PFq7_JI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/olXlQH6T53I/s1600-h/DSC01078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109542943681412242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rui-PFq7_JI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/olXlQH6T53I/s320/DSC01078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manymanymanymanymany incidents had happened &amp; i can't deny that my words/actions might hurt you in any way.&lt;br /&gt;But babe,i believe everything happens for a reason,just like what had happened to us&lt;br /&gt;With that,thank you for agreeing to start over with me&lt;br /&gt;We actually became more tight-er/closer than ever&lt;br /&gt;GF &lt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm officially letting go of my prelims.*Waving bye-bye frantically to prelims* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The papers were super suckish &amp; i'm betting that tml's papers would be SUPER suckish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What with my strongest subjects going haywired,dah lah kiter forget it pon cantek.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, it's already puase(; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat berpuasa-ing people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahaha.. i did ask for ubat ulcer,not anything else..What the hell! &amp; yes, you have succeeded in making me laugh..&amp;amp; no,pangkat u tetap same.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;_Lynlove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-9141028930383498716?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/9141028930383498716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=9141028930383498716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9141028930383498716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9141028930383498716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/manymanymanymanymany-incidents-had.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rui-PFq7_JI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/olXlQH6T53I/s72-c/DSC01078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-4749681919118464293</id><published>2007-09-11T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T04:01:08.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Percayakah dirimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Pada keindahan cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yang membuat jiwa ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Merona jingga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percayakah dirimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Pada kekuatan cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yang memberi kita waktu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Untuk bersama lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karena cinta ku ada di sini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jumpai dirimu walau sebentar saja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terbanglah bersama diriku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Menuju langit biru&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Teriakan kata cintamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sedahsyat halilintar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melayanglah bersama diriku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Melintasi samudera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tarikanlah tarian cintamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Seindah gelombang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Cinta OST Love Is Cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; to my dearest special Sarip,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kemana perginya cahaya dari wajahmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yang selalu menyejukkan hatiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mengapa sekarang mendung menyelimutinya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Wajah ayumu begitu sendu pilu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tidakkah kau ingin kembali bersinar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Seperti mentari di pagi hari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Beri kehangatan kebahagiaan juga kedamaian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tersenyumlah… Terlalu pagi untuk bersedih&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tersenyumlah sayang waktu tak akan pernah menunggu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tersenyumlah… Jalan kita masih begitu panjang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tersenyumlah sayang hidup ini begitu indah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Tersenyumlah OST Love Is Cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Really girlfriend,i don't know what problems you are currently facing right now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But,be strong aye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Love you&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_Liyana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-4749681919118464293?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4749681919118464293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=4749681919118464293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4749681919118464293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4749681919118464293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/percayakah-dirimu-pada-keindahan-cinta.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1427860420553380116</id><published>2007-09-08T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T01:56:22.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuJhLvD9jjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0cuW69jHvLQ/s1600-h/%2B%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107751781631102514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuJhLvD9jjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0cuW69jHvLQ/s320/%2B%2B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why he laugh-ed like maha?&lt;br /&gt;Because i made a super hilarious funny face laaaahhhh(:&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's news was about him.&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh,i just miss him like alot lahh..&lt;br /&gt;Define "alot".&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. More than normal? More than enough? More than.. "alot"?&lt;br /&gt;Days had past. Months had past.&lt;br /&gt;I still miss him,though.&lt;br /&gt;I dun't think i can ever stop from missing him.&lt;br /&gt;I dun't ever think i can forget him,no matter how busy my life gets.&lt;br /&gt;My special baby brother will always be at the back of my mind, no matter how cramp my brain/hotaak can get due to O's.&lt;br /&gt;I miss spending my days with him.&lt;br /&gt;I miss spending my nights with him.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, the free wet kisses i get from him when i acted as if i was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hearing his cute laughter when i suddenly said,"Boo! Pegik tido lahh.. Kakak nak skewl besok.. MASOK TIDOR!" &amp;amp; before he can terkedek2 lari,i plant one huge wet kiss on him(:&lt;br /&gt;Ohh,those nights &amp; not to forget days...&lt;br /&gt;I can still remember when i was mugging for exams, he was sitting infront of me with that naughty look on his uber cute face..&lt;br /&gt;I thought nothing of it.. But,him being him,he loves attention kaaan... He grabbed my paper &amp;amp; sit on it.. Ingatkan cute laahh tuu.. Tak payah deny lahh,it's cute whaaat(:&lt;br /&gt;I can just go on &amp; on &amp;amp; on talking about him.&lt;br /&gt;Dang,i miss him super super super much~&lt;br /&gt;&amp; urhh,how many times have i said it? ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest deco,&lt;br /&gt;Dun't worry aye.. Biler kakak dah dapat lesen motor, every 3 days kakak datang,jenguk u okaaay... Nanti,kakak tabur bunge2 yang wangi2 tuu.. Ape name dier lagik? Kakak panggil bunge tu bunge pontianak.. I miss you like manymanymanymany(:&lt;br /&gt;Mwuahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Liy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1427860420553380116?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1427860420553380116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1427860420553380116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1427860420553380116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1427860420553380116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-he-laugh-ed-like-maha-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuJhLvD9jjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/0cuW69jHvLQ/s72-c/%2B%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-9034072893251183843</id><published>2007-09-06T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T07:20:43.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuAJifD9jhI/AAAAAAAAADw/BJdMATOuiZs/s1600-h/Liyana+ll+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107092465496460818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuAJifD9jhI/AAAAAAAAADw/BJdMATOuiZs/s320/Liyana+ll+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuAJi_D9jiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/A92fbTRudJ4/s1600-h/Liyana+ll+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107092474086395426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuAJi_D9jiI/AAAAAAAAAD4/A92fbTRudJ4/s320/Liyana+ll+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why these particular pictures?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's because i'm super super super bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know,padehal exam next week &amp; here i am slacking 24/7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hokaaays,part tuu dah bedek urhh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau aku slack,aku nyer art tak akan habis nyer kaaaan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; speaking of my art piece for O's,alhamdulillah, sudah habis ku siap-in dan kini berada di bilik art(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuulemak,the final piece was waaay nicer than before laaah.. Nie case dah start nak puji diri sendiri tauu... Kuikuikuikui...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Completed mummy's blog today &amp; sudah ku hebohkan lagi akan kehadirannya. Chey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far,response is okay.. Almaklum,baru jerr kan mule bisness yang tak seberape..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really hope bisness will turn out guh-reat,just guh-reat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh,the pictures were taken when my family &amp; I w the Uda's had went to watch the fireworks. Alah,yang held kat Esplanade sempena National Day07.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We, as in, Faiz &amp;amp; I were just crapping laaah as you people can see.. Kahkahkah(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang,i miss chilling w Faiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_Liythelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-9034072893251183843?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/9034072893251183843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=9034072893251183843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9034072893251183843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9034072893251183843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/why-these-particular-pictures-its.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RuAJifD9jhI/AAAAAAAAADw/BJdMATOuiZs/s72-c/Liyana+ll+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3560906806986434244</id><published>2007-09-06T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:24:33.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Specially to &lt;em&gt;Shabrina Shari&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                         Babe,i &lt;em&gt;truly &lt;/em&gt;am sorry for not able to celebrate your birthday with you @ Bugis. Really,it was never my intention to cancel it last minute. You do know kan that i &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;want to go but something came up. &amp; also, i'm sorry for not being there for you when you needed me most. Excuses aside, i don't think i'm the right person to console/be there for you, when i'm not being myself, when i was just feeling all wrong inside, when i was just the selfish-&amp;amp;-heartless-&amp;-unfair-me. With that, i &lt;em&gt;truly &lt;/em&gt;am sorry for my attitude/behaviours. I'm sorry,i &lt;em&gt;truly &lt;/em&gt;am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched Love Is Cinta.&lt;br /&gt;2 words : SUPER SHIOK(:&lt;br /&gt;Go see go see go see &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Liythelove&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3560906806986434244?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3560906806986434244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3560906806986434244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3560906806986434244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3560906806986434244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/09/specially-to-shabrina-shari-babei-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3279981896269169744</id><published>2007-08-30T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T00:07:31.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Much needs to be update.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But,time isn't allowing me too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FULL updates after O's aye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104754689027444226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rte7V_D9jgI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q_42KtyEg0w/s320/desaruthumbs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taufik's brand new Malay single "Teman Istimewa" has been launched on Msia radio airwaves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His 3rd album that would be launched in Msia,in the upcoming month of September.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scheduled Appearance by the man himself, is as follows :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He would be singing in Juara Bintang Klasik Nusantara Putra World Trade Centre KL&lt;br /&gt;Live broadcast on RTM at 8.30pm, 070907 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;080907&lt;br /&gt;Sinar Lebaran Mediacorp TV Theatre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;090907&lt;br /&gt;Kampong Glam Hari Raya Light Up Malay Heritage Centre at 7.30pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;300907&lt;br /&gt;President's Star Charity Mediacorp TV Theatre&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;201007&lt;br /&gt;Raya Fiesta 2007&lt;br /&gt;Orchid Country Club at 1.00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Closing date for Tb.net contest is on the 310807,which is today. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How silly i sound, i miss hearing your voice.&lt;br /&gt;I super can't wait for your 3rd album,dude.&lt;br /&gt;Wish all the best in your future endeavours in Msia any ANYWHERE else.&lt;br /&gt;You will get to sing at the Grammys,don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;Since all FIKNATICS would support you all the way.&lt;br /&gt;With that,i miss you,your voice,your songs &amp;amp; oh,your mega-watt smile(:&lt;br /&gt;Fiknaticism all the way~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;_Liyana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3279981896269169744?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3279981896269169744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3279981896269169744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3279981896269169744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3279981896269169744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/08/much-needs-to-be-update.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rte7V_D9jgI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q_42KtyEg0w/s72-c/desaruthumbs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1186720116171377058</id><published>2007-08-19T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T05:27:40.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what are you (how cruel are you) Is it not enough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That you hurt me? Have pity.How cruel are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why my love, is it so easy for you to bring me to tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And why do I accept that you hurt me when my soul is part of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And why am I accepting this torment at your hands?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If this is love, my misery is from it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I am to blame, I cannot say never again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if it is my lot to live in torment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall live in torment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you no pity? Have you no shame that you cheat me knowing the love I have for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it not a shame, the passion and the years and longing that I am living for you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was the love lost completely? Or has it been a game&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was the love and tenderness and my heart and faith in you all lost?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If this is love, my misery is from it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I am to blame, I cannot say never again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if it is my lot to live in torment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I shall live in torment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Nancy Ajram&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_Liythelove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1186720116171377058?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1186720116171377058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1186720116171377058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1186720116171377058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1186720116171377058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-are-you-how-cruel-are-you-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-4140829935578986925</id><published>2007-08-15T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T02:48:27.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RsLKraSbnYI/AAAAAAAAADg/7PklA7s77LA/s1600-h/yaNadarlZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098860575276637570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RsLKraSbnYI/AAAAAAAAADg/7PklA7s77LA/s320/yaNadarlZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I believe everything happens for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And to &lt;em&gt;you,&lt;/em&gt; i can't wait to know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cheers(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_Liy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-4140829935578986925?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4140829935578986925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=4140829935578986925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4140829935578986925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4140829935578986925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-believe-everything-happens-for-reason.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RsLKraSbnYI/AAAAAAAAADg/7PklA7s77LA/s72-c/yaNadarlZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-2106921978088897817</id><published>2007-08-13T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T02:32:18.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've gotten back my results,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and i am super proud of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm uber happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Really,i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And oh,superman, you owe me something ehs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't deny that you're hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're uber cute,i must admit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i believe,that's my only weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going all so cair-ing the next minute over motorbikes and hard bods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But apart from that,believe me,we are two totally opposite people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You with your wild addictions,mine with mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe we can only be friends,not more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know i wouldn't be able to fulfill any of your wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I dun't really see any us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Compromise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is there a need to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's just keep our distance,hot dude):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_&lt;/em&gt;Liyana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-2106921978088897817?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2106921978088897817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=2106921978088897817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2106921978088897817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2106921978088897817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/08/ive-gotten-back-my-results-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-872920309665271264</id><published>2007-08-07T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T03:05:43.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;AL-FALAH in collaboration with DARUL ARQAM Presents:&lt;br /&gt;IN - HOUSE TALK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;with speaker from USA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;IMAM FEISAL ABD RAUF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;TOPIC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ISLAM &amp; THE MUSLIM WORLD : IT'S INTERSECTION WITH THE NON - MUSLIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wednesday 15th August 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;7.30 - 9.30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Synopsis:- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Overcoming the negative perception about Islam.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Ways to transformed the negative ti postive perceptions.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Examples of positive images that can be shown to Islam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ADMISSION IS FREE!HURRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;* Q&amp;A session at the end*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; 60 places only, free registration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; Book now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;For registration, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;please email:   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="moz-txt-link-abbreviated" href="mailto:yusri@alfalah.org.sg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;yusri@alfalah.org.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_Liythelove(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-872920309665271264?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/872920309665271264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=872920309665271264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/872920309665271264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/872920309665271264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/08/al-falah-in-collaboration-with-darul.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-162275132340465582</id><published>2007-08-03T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T05:51:19.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;It has been ages since my last update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hokaaays,part nie dah bedek urhh(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Today was no-school-day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;In other words, bangon-super-lambat-day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But as usual,my sleep was rudely disturbed by my first ever wake up call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Urhh yeah,somehow, the digits doubled up to 22. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dang! And i thought mommy was the only one who sleep like a log(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Went out to lib with PSA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;He was super bored,i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I was so into Emath,that he finally complained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Waited for Shab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Physco-ed him to ikot us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;'' Ader sorang jer lah kawan i. u tadik kate lapar. u nak makan kaaan..'' -Liy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And,when he saw the whole big group,muke cuak beb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"Math u fail ke per? Nie bukan sorang u,nie satu kumpulan!'' - PSA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;He rushed of to Macdees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And bloody hell,i met all my favourite girls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mat &amp; Red was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I met my favourites jambuest girl, Izan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I din realised how much i missed her until then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;''pegiklah duduk ngan dier. i tak kisah makan sorang2. i know how much u miss your girls''-PSA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And for once,he was super nice(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jalan-ed and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Was super tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But really,i think ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Forget it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Later aye(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_Liythelove &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-162275132340465582?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/162275132340465582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=162275132340465582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/162275132340465582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/162275132340465582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-has-been-ages-since-my-last-update.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-2611032480735172105</id><published>2007-07-28T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T05:59:56.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've come to realise that it would never again be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It really has been uber hard for me to accept that fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;When i know it was just nothing but a big misunderstanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And i thought,it would not end,someway or another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;That we gonna stick as one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Through thick &amp; thin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Through fat and slim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I miss those days when people was super envious of us,of how tight we were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I miss those days when we gilak2 together &amp;amp; do nothing but just bitched around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;With our own version of lalak-ing pontianaks, back-up dancers &amp; the free hug sessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; oh,not to forget, those camwhoring sessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What joy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And,this is how it ends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;This is how i remember my final days in Wrs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Shucks,it isn't nice at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Not one bit of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Then,i remembered the times when we used to be so loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;That's all i had now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Those loud days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092227900231097522" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="119" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs6wqSbnOI/AAAAAAAAACQ/fhj5QrXEjPM/s320/193183952m.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092228643260439794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs6-KSbnPI/AAAAAAAAACY/-Q2k9H1jz9E/s320/315525402l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092228892368542978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs7MqSbnQI/AAAAAAAAACg/iGJwMEMHH5s/s320/726626050m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092229059872267538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs7WaSbnRI/AAAAAAAAACo/M0tZiQk_zKM/s320/n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092229240260893986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs7g6SbnSI/AAAAAAAAACw/42HPd_IUtSk/s320/Nai037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092229399174683954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs7qKSbnTI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wSSztYOlBIo/s320/462193812m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092229583858277698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs706SbnUI/AAAAAAAAADA/m7Iov4aAeA8/s320/Nai055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&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;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092229777131806034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs8AKSbnVI/AAAAAAAAADI/uRDYO0xC11s/s320/Nai058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&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_5092229987585203554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs8MaSbnWI/AAAAAAAAADQ/AZK9yynOjnA/s320/Spore+Poly+Take+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092230180858731890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs8XqSbnXI/AAAAAAAAADY/UxBEolXqVfY/s320/Picture(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;If i have 1 wish,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;i wish we can be back as one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;With that,cheers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;_Liy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-2611032480735172105?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2611032480735172105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=2611032480735172105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2611032480735172105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2611032480735172105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/07/ive-come-to-realise-that-it-would-never.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqs6S6SbnLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oBuODvx1zRE/s72-c/162105668l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8104928622092984014</id><published>2007-07-27T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T01:26:13.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RqmmCqSbnKI/AAAAAAAAABw/Z_AR43g599U/s1600-h/untitled5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091783418360601762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RqmmCqSbnKI/AAAAAAAAABw/Z_AR43g599U/s320/untitled5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqml-6SbnJI/AAAAAAAAABo/UWcKvEtuXAg/s1600-h/untitled4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091783353936092306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqml-6SbnJI/AAAAAAAAABo/UWcKvEtuXAg/s320/untitled4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqml6qSbnII/AAAAAAAAABg/SuFdqD5ae-E/s1600-h/untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091783280921648258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqml6qSbnII/AAAAAAAAABg/SuFdqD5ae-E/s320/untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqmc9aSbnHI/AAAAAAAAABY/HghSiOWe2kY/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091773432561638514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqmc9aSbnHI/AAAAAAAAABY/HghSiOWe2kY/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqmc2aSbnGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/CNzmwaD52cw/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091773312302554210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rqmc2aSbnGI/AAAAAAAAABQ/CNzmwaD52cw/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RqmcfKSbnFI/AAAAAAAAABI/KaqcKTrHxNw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091772912870595666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RqmcfKSbnFI/AAAAAAAAABI/KaqcKTrHxNw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard of Love Is Cinta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Almost everyone i know is going gaga over that movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What with the 2 most favourite people acting in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Bloody hell, i did my own research on Love Is Cinta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I wanted to see how good it was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Even Acha's younger sister is playing a role.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And oh, i think i might just dragged my whole family to Jusco to watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Papabear,book tickets earlyearly hokays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Starring : Irwansyah,Acha Septriasa,Nirina Zubir &amp; Raffi Ahmad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Duration : 140 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Had achieved 4 out of 5 stars by movie critics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cathay Cineplex Damansara, with a total of 110 seats, 54 seats are left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cathay Cineplex Citysquare, wih a total of 152 seats, 95 seats are left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cathay Cineplex Prangin Mall, with a total of 120 seats, 83 seats are left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What the hell,i know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kelebihan : Menyentuh dan dramatis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kelebihan : Tambah pemahaman tentang bagaimana harus mengungkapkan cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kekurangan : Tak mungkin terjadi di dunia nyata&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kekurangan : Cerita terlalu belit dan rumit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Love Is Cinta OST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Songs like ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mencintai Cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kehampaan Hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kenapa Malu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kau Yang Sempurna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tersenyumlah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Percayakah dirimu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pada kekuatan cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yang memberi kita waktu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Untuk bersama lagi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cinta tunjukan padaku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apa yang dapat ku lakukan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Untuk membahagiakanmu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mesti harusku akhiri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penantian yang tak bertepi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ataukah harus ku pergi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Mencintai Cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deras hujan yang turun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku menangis memeluk bayang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;mu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;derai airmataku membasuh hati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;terluka kau tinggalkan aku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Kehampaan Hati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ku diam-diam mecintai dirimu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tertegun aku menatap dirimu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suasana tak asing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kurasakan kala kita sedang berdua&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andaiku tahu siapa kau yang sebenarnya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Kenapa Malu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maafkan aku sia-siakan cintamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;menguburmu dalam kesendirian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hinggaku sadari kaulah yang sempurna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yang mampu buatku lebih berarti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;_Kau yang Sempurna&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Love is Cinta,boleh dikatakan salah satu filem romantis yang dibubuh sedikit mistik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Meskipun begitu, proses cerita yang ditawarkan, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;kelucuan yang dilibatkan serta emosi yang turun naik,amat menghiburkan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Specially to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr &amp; Mrs Izwan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr &amp; Mrs Aliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Raihan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr &amp; Mrs Aman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Nas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mr &amp; Mrs Aliff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Go and watch the show! Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;P/s : &lt;em&gt;You&lt;/em&gt;,i wanna watch that movie *Hinthint*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;_Liyana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8104928622092984014?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8104928622092984014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8104928622092984014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8104928622092984014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8104928622092984014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/07/ever-heard-of-love-is-cinta-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RqmmCqSbnKI/AAAAAAAAABw/Z_AR43g599U/s72-c/untitled5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8366565101959845741</id><published>2007-07-18T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T03:00:25.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Have you ever thought that you could do something but in the end, you couldnt do it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Me being me,i trusted you wholly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Somehow,you ain't telling me everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Like really, who do you people take me for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;A fool to be fooled?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jeez~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ending everything this Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's not a matter if we are compatible or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The thing is, i was just never there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I admit, i've changed. For the worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I try to be someone who understands them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But,do they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've no longer see them as them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've seen them as toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've seen it as a simple mere game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's a matter if you win or lose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If you're fast or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I thought you knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;That i had already back-ed off a long time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Really,do what you want to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If you're willing to lose it,then why not?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Serious shits happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And,i dun't think it would stop in this near future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Till i get control of it, then i guess,it continues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've change,haven't i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Look at all the "it's".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's like as if the things that i talk about doesn't have any feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's like as if i've just turned cold,somewhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And,you're blaming me for it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dang~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It just ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_Liy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8366565101959845741?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8366565101959845741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8366565101959845741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8366565101959845741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8366565101959845741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/07/have-you-ever-thought-that-you-could-do.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8915760971418227819</id><published>2007-07-17T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T03:21:03.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;My bad for not updating lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Life has been pretty okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It din kill me yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Simply surviving on the surface.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I did some serious shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I regretted it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I guess i wanted so bad to prove to him and myself that i dun provide stability only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But,it just went wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Anything to everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And for the record, Fridays are doomsville.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Super tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Off to Night Study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8915760971418227819?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8915760971418227819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8915760971418227819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8915760971418227819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8915760971418227819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-bad-for-not-updating-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1267053629628339176</id><published>2007-07-12T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T02:38:08.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Much had happened lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And,worse is yet to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dint say anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Pretended that everything was going to be just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But,i was wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;After what had happened, i don't think i can afford to have anyone new to take that empty place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It ended the way i din expect it to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What's left to say when everything had happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I think it's all unfair but i dun't think you care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cheers(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_Liy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1267053629628339176?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1267053629628339176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1267053629628339176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1267053629628339176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1267053629628339176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/07/much-had-happened-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1191151136176155339</id><published>2007-07-03T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T02:53:53.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;It was a guh-reat change in talking to all those people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Just finish chatting w Sha,Nina &amp; fireman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And as you can truly i am super bored right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Had 3 periods of A-maths &amp;amp; it was pure boredom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sport's day coming in about 2 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Having a girls outing on the Friday,13th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I simply cannot wait for thaat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It has been ages since i last went out w my dearest girlfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Not that i dun't see them everyday laah but i just miss spending quality time w them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Miss D strikes again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; for once,i reallyreallyreally cannot be bothered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It seems that she can't stop whatever she's doing now,so what's the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; superman,whatever you read here,stays here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nina,you know kaaan you will always be my bestest friend ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sha,thanks for everything. If it wasnt for that short paragraph,i wont be lke what i am right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;With that,moving on,next stop please~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1191151136176155339?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1191151136176155339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1191151136176155339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1191151136176155339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1191151136176155339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-was-guh-reat-change-in-talking-to.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-4994897994997964840</id><published>2007-07-02T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T03:42:41.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Life is hokaaay,i guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's now studies &amp; studies &amp;amp; more studies &amp; mengumpat-ing pasal superman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm doing a great job in keeping unwanted people out from my system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's never easy but the pure satisfaction of doing it is super good to be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;With all those manymanymany supports/encouragements/insults,i got from LTG,friends,classmates,cousins &amp;amp; supermann(future).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I believe i can do it but it's just a matter of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Regardless of how sorry those both people can get,it doesn't change anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It could not rewind anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What's done cannot be undone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hennyways,look at the brightside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I get to go gaga over Fahrin Ahmad once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; to that new hothothit gay guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; i get to talk alll day long with dearest superman without an inch of tremendous guilt of ever 2timing him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cheers singles(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-4994897994997964840?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4994897994997964840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=4994897994997964840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4994897994997964840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4994897994997964840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-is-hokaaayi-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3231128692504080805</id><published>2007-06-29T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T03:15:52.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your news was like a cherry on top of a white cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With that,thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3231128692504080805?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3231128692504080805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3231128692504080805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3231128692504080805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3231128692504080805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/your-news-was-like-cherry-on-top-of.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8793622479820354001</id><published>2007-06-26T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T05:14:40.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;I strongly believe everything happened for a reason,just like our love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Even if we were'nt meant for each other,i know that you have been the greatest gift of all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I simply can't put any words to describe what i really am feeling right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I believe there isn't a need to, since these are parts &amp; parcels of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I finally get to feel what Shab &amp;amp; Sha felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It hurts like superduperfuber alot but i cannot do anything to lessen it one bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And i'm lost for words,i truly am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To a friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you reallyreallyreallyreally like her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your eyes shine when you talked about her just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could sense your sincere love towards her when you told me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really understand that it's her you want to be with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Whatever happens, you are not a jerk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not now,not tml,not ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I accept your decision with an open heart &amp; mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It never was really easy but that's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please know this,i am happy when you are happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't blame you for what had happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I believe,everything happend for a reason,just like our love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go get her,i'll give you all my blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish you all the best in your career as a teacher &amp;amp; a singer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You DO have a great voice,it's just that you lack self-confidence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm no longer here to support you personally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But,i'll buy your album when it's out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care of your health.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drink lotsa water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get plenty of rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're not superman. Don't do everything at one time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep up on the great songs you wrote.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The lyrics are simply meaningful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish you all the best in everything you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish you success in whatever you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With that,goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mengenangmu-Kerispatih&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Takkan pernah habis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;air mataku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bila kuingat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tentang dirimu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mungkin hanya kau yang tahu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mengapa sampai&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;saat ini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ku masih sendiri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reff:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adakah di sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kau rindu padaku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;meski kita kini ada di&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dunia berbeda&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bila masih mungkin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;waktu kuputar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘kan kutunggu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dirimu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Biarlah kusimpan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sampai nanti aku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;‘kan ada di sana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tenanglah dirimu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dalam kedamaian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingatlah cintaku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kau tak terlihat lagi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Namun cintamu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;abadi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8793622479820354001?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8793622479820354001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8793622479820354001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8793622479820354001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8793622479820354001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-strongly-believe-everything-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6289373974689786182</id><published>2007-06-22T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T07:51:44.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM BACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,when i was at Melake,i saw this drama.. Fahrin Ahmad ader lahh seyy..&lt;br /&gt;You know kaaan how gaga i can get over him(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Awak dah janji nak call,tapi tak call.. Saye adelah tunggu awak nak call macam budak bodoh kat dalam ofis.. Siape diri saye dalam hidop awak nie? Penting ke tak saye nie? Kalau saye penting pon,kenape saye rase macam tak bergune? Sesibuk saye maner pon,kalau saye dah berjanji nak call,saye akan tetap call.''- Afiq(Fahrin Ahmad) dalam Cinta Semalam.&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biler si Faiz dengar the first line jerr,dier dah kuatkan volume... Ahahaha,tengok semacam(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6289373974689786182?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6289373974689786182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6289373974689786182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6289373974689786182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6289373974689786182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back-ill-update-more-later.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3183234345708402371</id><published>2007-06-17T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:20:50.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;If you know what i am doing right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im super sure you would be super pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Im truly sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I really am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hntah lah,i dun't know why i'm doing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Maybe to make you jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Or maybe to simply broaden my network of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But,i still lie,didnt i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Whatever it is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i just want the old berok back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3183234345708402371?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3183234345708402371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3183234345708402371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3183234345708402371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3183234345708402371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/if-you-know-what-i-am-doing-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1229152207021041527</id><published>2007-06-17T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:40:19.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;I just got back from my sleepovers at Nenek's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hokaay,that sounded wrong since 95% of my time was at Haris's crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ahaha,cucu bertuah kaaan aku niee(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Still,it was super fun &amp; double the joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I got to meet the famous gigi &amp;amp; abg azmi &amp; my dearest Dian Natasha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ochey,thaat girl kan superduper cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; oh,next time i come again,superman, you still owe me 2 songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Start practising lah seyy(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Going to meet my favourite-st people in the world this Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Balek kampong laaha,ape lagik kaaan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;That's the trip i can't wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I get to spend time w my granddad &amp; simply chill w grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And as for wawan,i can have all the time to laugh with him at his oh so lame jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;On a muchmuchmuch heavier note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i am truly sorry for not picking up any calls or replying late to msges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Something had cropped up &amp; i had to go to hospital almost every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Apart from that,i have my own issues to think and settle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's best if i dun't say much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;With that,cheers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Random : &lt;em&gt;Thank you for everything,sayang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1229152207021041527?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1229152207021041527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1229152207021041527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1229152207021041527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1229152207021041527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-got-back-from-my-sleepovers-at.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-702080513878596572</id><published>2007-06-10T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:54:56.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;I never felt nothing in the world like this before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Now I'm missing you and I'm wishing you would come back through my door&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Why did you have to go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You could have let me know; so now I'm all alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Girl you could have stayed but you wouldn't give me a chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;With you not around it's a little bit more than I can stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And all my tears they keep runnin' down my face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Why did you turn away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But I know it's a lie what you keep inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;This is not how you want it to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cause I don't know what else I can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;No matter what I have to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'll wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Been a long time since you called me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(How could you forget about me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You gotta be feeling crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;How can you walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(When) Everything stays the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I just can't do it baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What will it take to make you come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Girl I told you what it is and it just ain't like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Why can't you look at me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You're still in love with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't leave me crying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Baby why can't we just start all over again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Get it back to the way it was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If you give me a chance I can love you right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But you're telling me it won't be enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So baby I will wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cause I don't know what else I can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;No matter what I have to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'll wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So why does your pride make you run and hide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Are you that afraid of me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But I know it's a lie what you're keeping inside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;That is not how you want it to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If it's the last thing I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Cause I don't know what else I can do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't tell me I ran out of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If it takes the rest of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Baby I will wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If you think I'm fine it just ain't true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I really need you in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;No matter what I have to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'll wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'll be waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Random : I guess it's my new hobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; with that,you know &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-702080513878596572?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/702080513878596572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=702080513878596572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/702080513878596572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/702080513878596572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-never-felt-nothing-in-world-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3265950102902909363</id><published>2007-06-10T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T10:23:25.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's 2am in the morning &amp; i still cant sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dunt know what i am gonna type about since i do not have any intention of saying i out loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i believe i have been saying much &amp;amp; things had happened for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Even if i don't have any say in it,i guess i gotta be strong to face certain setbacks in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i have never been a good person,what about perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;people made mistakes &amp; they forgive each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if i did make one,then im super sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but you forcing me to something which  dunt like is seriously out of the qn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i aint complaining but i aint keeping quiet about it too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you leaving me hanging all by myself is bad enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;making decisions for me w/o me having a say in it is also bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i mean,if you are dead set on your decisions,why even bother asking me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I think i have done much to compromise with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But instead,you get all big headed &amp; you step all over me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you and your bloody mind set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you think that i am going to follow your orders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;For once and for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Im going to listen to you for the last time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;If by Prelims,my result is still the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You can save your crap talk &amp;amp; your breathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Because by then,i am dropping it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I will personally write that letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;even if it means forging your signature&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; by that time comes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;jangan nak harap aku ikot kate2 kau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You dunt even have a bloody chance in having a say in choosing of polys &amp;amp; courses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; people,this is one of the reasons why i cant sleep this past few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To that someone,thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3265950102902909363?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3265950102902909363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3265950102902909363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3265950102902909363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3265950102902909363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-2am-in-morning-i-still-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6435261279630302322</id><published>2007-06-05T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T03:05:12.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Simply to that one particular makcik,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hokaaay,i dun't know you,i dun't know your name,i dun't even know you exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;In other words &amp; in simply english,it means that you do not have any right to meddle up my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Which also means,you have no right to go around &amp;amp; gossip about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It isn't wrong if you go on &amp; on talking about how cute i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Because i know i am super cute(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; back to the main point,it is super wrong if you go on &amp; on talking bad about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kalau belakang takpe ahh,kau yang tanggung sendiri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But,since my mum &amp;amp; i get to know about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It becomes my business since im your new topic for this month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Get this straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;At 1.15pm sharp,i was in Mr Wong's History class,answering SBQ Mock Exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I was struggling answering the questions since my answer format was all teraboh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I was sitting infront of Shab &amp; beside Sha &amp;amp; directly diagonally infront of Ain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;There i was,writing super fast in class 4e5 &amp; there you go starting to open your trap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I wasn't at block 666,talk about karma please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I wasn't w a guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I wasn't w a guy that has red &amp;amp; golden hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Talk about the combination of colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I have better taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I wasnt w a guy that tattoo-ed his right arms &amp; thighs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Talk about the combination of tattoos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I superly have better taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I wasn't w a guy that had piercings everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;The lips,the eyebrows,the ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I have better taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Somehow,you have the ability to notice his piercings &amp; not notice if i was wearing specs or nt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What the hell,makcik!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; no,i wasn't ''exercising my tongue'' at the staircase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Eh hello,of all tempats ehs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Lain kali,kalau aku nak buat,can i borrow your room,makcik?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Gawd! How low can you get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Telling lies is one thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Telling it to everybody?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hey,i think i just did get fofular ehs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thanks to you lah ehs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; makcik,please bear in mind,kalau nak tipu,jangan tipu dgn penipu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Since when Wrs's nyer uniform colour brown?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Since when i didn't wear specs.?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ah yer lah,aku nie dah lah tak nampak..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Shouldnt i put on my specs to see clearly on where my tongue is going?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kirekan trend baru ape exercise lidah tak payah gunekan specs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kirekan trend baru per buat SL,dgn mate rabun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What the hell lah ehs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And since when,i had short hair?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ah yer lah,kirekan rambut aku nie cepat tumbuh per..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What the hell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Seriously,you got the wrong girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I dun't go and exercise my tongue when my boy isn't around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; if i were to do it,which i don't,i don't go &amp;amp; do it w some freakarse guy at 666.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;First,the blk number isn't nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2nd,the guy is waaaay past my taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;3rd,i happen to be loyal grlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With that,i love you berok.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; makcik, the berok isn't the red+golden hair w tattoos everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My berok happens to be the most level headed nice clean cut guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Who is super duper fuber muchmuchmuch too busy to be exercising at 666.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;We rather do it infront of you,selenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6435261279630302322?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6435261279630302322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6435261279630302322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6435261279630302322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6435261279630302322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/simply-to-that-one-particular-makcik.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1069090631508582870</id><published>2007-06-03T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T00:11:14.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;To my LTG,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im super sorry for my suckish behaviour just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thank you for just being there for me even if i simply shut my mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thank you fow caring &amp; showing concern for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thanks girlfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;LTG Forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;To my favourite boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm the one to blame since i didn't msg-ed you early in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I mean,how could it slipped my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;How can i even forget to msg you when i know fully that i should have done so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I guess i was too preoccupied chatting w Kiki &amp; forget all about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; i have no right to stay mad at you since i know how busy you can get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What's w the packings &amp; your last minute schedules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I am very muchmuchmuch sorry for putting all the blame on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's my fault of not sending a simple msg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I really am super sorry,boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp;  enjoy your holidays even if i didn't get a chance to wish it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;With that, i miss you terribly, and i mean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ucapkanlah kasih satu kata yg ku nantikan&lt;br /&gt;sebab ku tak mampu membaca matamu&lt;br /&gt;mendengar bisikmu&lt;br /&gt;nyanyikanlah kasih senandung kata hatimu&lt;br /&gt;sebab ku tak sanggup mengartikan getar ini&lt;br /&gt;sebab ku meragu pada dirimu&lt;br /&gt;reff:&lt;br /&gt;mengapa berat ungkapkan cinta&lt;br /&gt;padahal ia ada&lt;br /&gt;dalam rinai hujan&lt;br /&gt;dalam terang bulan&lt;br /&gt;juga dalam sedu sedan&lt;br /&gt;mengapa sulit mengaku cinta&lt;br /&gt;padahal ia terasa&lt;br /&gt;dalam rindu dendam&lt;br /&gt;hening malam&lt;br /&gt;cinta terasa ada&lt;br /&gt;nyanyikanlah kasih senandung kata hatimu&lt;br /&gt;sebab ku tak sanggup mengartikan getar ini&lt;br /&gt;sebab ku meragu pada dirimu&lt;br /&gt;repeat reff&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1069090631508582870?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1069090631508582870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1069090631508582870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1069090631508582870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1069090631508582870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-my-ltg-im-super-sorry-for-my-suckish.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-9074884273454228269</id><published>2007-06-03T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T01:00:23.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I take back what i say.&lt;br /&gt;I take back what i post.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry sayang for not being an understanding girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Missing you loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-9074884273454228269?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/9074884273454228269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=9074884273454228269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9074884273454228269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9074884273454228269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-take-back-what-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-330815685189905515</id><published>2007-06-02T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T01:36:24.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;Went to CWP w Nina yest after doing our usual study thang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; you know,i've been see-ing alot of SALE lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; now,here i am wishing money can simply drop from anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My mood isn't that guh-reat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; i think Sha know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Im getting more ridiculous by the minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I nearly had this catfight just because i was staring at her guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; Sha would know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Is it my fault if i'm like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I dun't think so lah seyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I shadn't talk much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ever you know how much i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure you won't be treating me this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ever you know how much i miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure you won't be treating me this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ever you know how much i want to see you again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sure you won't be treating me this way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; the thing is,you never know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Shab: Ahaha... Biler aku gunekan Liy Alep or Liy Bacin or Liy or yaNa, it's all monyet &amp;amp; not berok.. Kalau lahh berok yg reply all the tags,i believe i would be a muchmuchmuch happier grl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sha : It is funny,hokaaaays... Talk about drama!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; oh grl,good luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-330815685189905515?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/330815685189905515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=330815685189905515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/330815685189905515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/330815685189905515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/06/went-to-cwp-w-nina-yest-after-doing-our.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7729030572697435717</id><published>2007-05-30T05:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T05:22:54.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talk about drama!&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the usual walk to school i had w Nina &amp; the usual usual day in sch, it was a full show drama,without a doubt lah seyy..&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting while doing my notes for SS,the chapter on Venice. Hntah,takde ribut takder ape,she started sniffing,like REAL sniffing.&lt;br /&gt;Hokaay,that time i was like thinking,&lt;em&gt;''jangan dier dah break sudaaah..Not again!''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,she started listening to jiweng songs..CONFIRM!&lt;br /&gt;She started like sobbing.. serious sobbing.. Aku dah macam blur sotong.. Since i dun't really know how to console people &amp; i truly believe Shab would agree to that!&lt;br /&gt;Thank god,Nina came at just the right moment. I thought of going back to my studies. Then i think twice about it. THAT WAS WHEN THE DRAMA START(:&lt;br /&gt;Her mum came in &amp; everything. Lecturelecturelecture....&lt;br /&gt;He called or i think she called him.&lt;br /&gt;She keluar jerr, i could hear her screaming her head off. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Dah marah2,then sob,then jerit,then nangis and it goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Aku ngan Nina dah takot,dudok kat dlm bilik dier.&lt;br /&gt;Nina was thinking twice already of bein w him.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking,&lt;em&gt;''dang~kirekan sekrang musim break-ups ape???''&lt;/em&gt; &amp; i was super scared of being in a relationship..&lt;br /&gt;Lame like supersupersupersuper long..&lt;br /&gt;Then,we hear laughter..&lt;br /&gt;I know,dah drama semacam dengan sekejap jer diorang alright. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;,they are back together again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk-ed about it w my dearest favourite boy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; since he is the most wonderful-est cher,he &lt;em&gt;actually&lt;/em&gt; managed to twist &amp; twist &amp; twist it into something WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell,Nina ngan dier dah kekek habis..&lt;br /&gt;Yer lah,dgr2 trend zaman sekrang perr break ups boleh related to kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; hello,i still belom maafkan you hokaaays..&lt;br /&gt;You nak date sangat kaan ngan your dearest books..Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;em&gt;i still love you lah sayang(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Penaku menari mencoretkan&lt;br /&gt;Sebuah puisi kelukaan&lt;br /&gt;Gurindam jiwa&lt;br /&gt;Cinta dan airmata&lt;br /&gt;Di kamar hati ini&lt;br /&gt;Masih ada sembunyi&lt;br /&gt;Kenangan yang tak mampu&lt;br /&gt;Ku lemparkan jauh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penaku menari melakarkan&lt;br /&gt;Gambar kesayuan masa silam&lt;br /&gt;Tinta bersulam biru&lt;br /&gt;Warna kerinduan&lt;br /&gt;Berkaca jernih ingatanku&lt;br /&gt;Biarpun dikau telah jauh&lt;br /&gt;Dari pandanganku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manisnya pertemuan&lt;br /&gt;Pahitnya perpisahan&lt;br /&gt;Segala kini tidak dapat&lt;br /&gt;Untukku bahasakan&lt;br /&gt;Semua kini kaku&lt;br /&gt;Tiada lagu merdu&lt;br /&gt;Setiap madah baris kata&lt;br /&gt;Bukannya lagi buatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kini berteman sepi&lt;br /&gt;Kini aku sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Suka dan duka&lt;br /&gt;Dalam meniti gelombang&lt;br /&gt;Kembara panjang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jauh melangkah pergi&lt;br /&gt;Tidak menoleh lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kenangan silamku&lt;br /&gt;Tinggal tertulis kini&lt;br /&gt;Dalam sebuah puisi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penaku menari membariskan&lt;br /&gt;Puisi sebuah pengalaman&lt;br /&gt;Gurindam jiwa cinta dan airmata&lt;br /&gt;Di kamar sepi ini&lt;br /&gt;Titisan membasahi&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku tidak tahu&lt;br /&gt;Pada siapakah untukku luah rasa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7729030572697435717?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7729030572697435717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7729030572697435717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7729030572697435717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7729030572697435717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/05/talk-about-drama-apart-from-usual-walk.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6937190933982640533</id><published>2007-05-29T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T03:40:09.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RlwDAmhdn_I/AAAAAAAAABA/bbq3-g5nY2c/s1600-h/837591723m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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He was just about 21++ yrs old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; talk on the phone like 85% of MY time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;That was the first reason why i didn't serve him drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;His handwriting was like super messy,similar to those of a 2 year old kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;That was the second reason why i didn't serve him drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;He blamed my dad for the poor connections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;That was the final reason why i didn't serve him drinks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Like,what the hell. If you tak tau nak repair,can just cakap kaaan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;No need make any lame excuses..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kalau bapak aku punyer pasal lerr pon,asal after pasang Mio jerr terus t-phone rosak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Asal tak before???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Asal selepas pasang Mio jerr,my girls can't even call me?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So what if there are free incoming &amp;amp; outgoing calls?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nak call ape kalau t-phone dah rosak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nenek kau?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Haktui!-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;On a muchmuch more lighter note,  i finally had time to simply crap w my grls in 4e3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Especially,Adilah(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;As people were busy doing their math,we were talking about how hot Hrithik Roshan was..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And speaking oh math,i still haven't completed her work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dang~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It was kind of dry,today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Apart from the usual work given by chers, i had to stand at the back opf the class..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I was super excited,since it was my first time standing up in my whole secondary life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;See how good aku nie???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thank you &amp; stop w your temperamental thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Isn't good for the baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sat w the usual grls at the last table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;We crap like about everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Shab was being maki-ed first thing in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Latep finally passed the red packet sweets to Nina w/o asking her to pay for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; speaking of it, LALA &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Izan was being sweet and everything,did a video about us &amp; her friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Even if it's short,it's the efforts that count.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Babe,you know kan whatever happens,LTG gonna stay together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; we will always keep in touch lahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;How can we even forget about you in the first place?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Without you,i dun't know what is Hanucheyn or BKKP or urhh any other horny jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I shall thank you for that since that is one of the reason why i laugh like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sentimental-s aside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;MT O Level paper was okaay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I did get to finish both papers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It was manageable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm super hoping to get an A,&amp; i can finally let go of that subject..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Speaking of subjects,''emak! please go &amp;amp; doa for me okaay.. Doa i pass w A for dt paper''.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sebab Allah selalu kabulkan doa emaks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So emak,go start doa-ing for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thak you lahh seyy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You are the bestest mother i have ever had,the 1st &amp; the last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Berani bapak kahwin lain,i cincang2 him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A ring is round,it turns forever,and that's how long we will be together.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Nina came to my house straight after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I did my social studies while she did her math ws..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Aku ader lahh semangat punyer kental nak belajar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Taptiptup,aku toleh &amp; there she was sleeping soundly on my bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Mentang2,katil aku sedap ditidur,dier terus jerr condemn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tml and the days after that,heading to her house instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;What's with the drilling &amp; more drilling &amp;amp; drilling &amp; shriekng &amp;amp; shouting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Too MUCH noise pollution...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;At least kalau kat her house,ader Cahmi jer &amp; oh,her brother who rarely talks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Who prefer to tercegat infront of me &amp;amp; see what am i doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thats muchmuchmuch better compared to mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hmph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what,i will wait for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I dun't really know what's happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;There's like this cold war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp; i'm like stuck in a middle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; thanks lah eh,when im ready to start complain &amp; pour everything out,you = MIA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The final fantasy that thrives in my heart is only you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Should be having a trip w Nina to Bras Basah SOON..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Should be going out w my grls to town SOON..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I am still thinking of ways how to physco my dad this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hope this time,i can get to bring my other half instead of Faiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Itu pon,kalau dier free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Since i promise to be with him a whole day kaan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But first things first laah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I shall now brush-en up on my physco skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Wish me luck people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(I know i need it,like alot!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cinta ini hanya untuk kau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Speaking of love,the 2 most important people in my life is finally together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FINALLY,whew!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She is super happy,no doubt about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;He is busy studing for private O's..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Abg Tam nak challenge yaNa ke per.. Go &amp; siap2 your duit caaan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yaNa nyer results bagos jerr,abg kene belanje laah ehs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I reallyreallyreally hope you people last long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Like super long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Good luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&amp;amp; oh,congrats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;atas nama cinta hati ini tak mungkin terbagi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;LiyAlep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Boy,i miss you like super duper fuber muchmuchmuch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;It's the holidays and you are still busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I ain't complaining dude but i seem to miss you alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Even if you can't take time off from your work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Then,i'm seriously waiting for the June 16th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;We're having BBQ thingy kat JB,kaan???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And you're sleeping over,kaaan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;So so so so,i simply can't wait to see you dear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Like supersupersuper maha super cannot wait punyer.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;atas nama cinta kurelakan jalanku merana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Oh,he is getting engaged this June hols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I wish you all the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And please,appreciate her more hokaays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Despite her asking you to wait for about 2hrs++,she is still your wife-to-be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Start being nice to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Maner tau,dier berubah sikap ke..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She isn't that bad hokaay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And you know it yourself kaan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You and your dream girl can never be together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;She is 16 &amp; you,22.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;See the age GAAAPPP-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Lagikpon,she's taken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'm sure you will be veryveryvery happy with your wife-to-be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dude,cheers~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I've crap-ped much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;As a way of signing off, lemme just copy-and-paste this lyrics aye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Listen to the song &amp; sing along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ada paham?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aku wanita yang punya cinta dihati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ada diriku dan dirinya dalam hidupku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mengapa terlambat cintamu t'lah termiliki&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sedang diriku dengan dia tak begitu cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mengapa yang lain bisa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mendua dengan mudahnya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;namun kita terbelenggu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dalam ikatan tanpa cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chorus:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;atas nama cinta &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hati ini tak mungkin terbagi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sampai nanti bila aku mati&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cinta ini hanya untuk engkau&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;atas nama cinta kurelakan jalanku merana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;asal engkau akhirnya denganku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ku bersumpah atas nama cinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3822600320627628572?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3822600320627628572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3822600320627628572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3822600320627628572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3822600320627628572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/05/mio-guy-just-left.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8591433766777811882</id><published>2007-05-27T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T03:40:55.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rllfbmhdn9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/a0NIHnueUQk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069187783384211410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rllfbmhdn9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/a0NIHnueUQk/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 words can sum it all sayang..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you,sayang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you,my berok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you,my Alep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's more than 4 words kaaan..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So what, &lt;em&gt;i love him lah seyy.. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;_LiyAlep_&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8591433766777811882?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8591433766777811882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8591433766777811882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8591433766777811882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8591433766777811882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/05/4-words-can-sum-it-all-sayang.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/Rllfbmhdn9I/AAAAAAAAAAw/a0NIHnueUQk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3994583633075530030</id><published>2007-05-23T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:43:47.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pangako Sayo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Noon akala ko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ang wagas na pag-ibig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ay sa nobela lang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Matatagpuan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At para bang kay hirap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na paniwalaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ikaw, ikaw pala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ang hinihintay kong pangarap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ngayong kapiling ka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At tayo'y isa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hindi ko hahayaan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na sa atin ay may hahadlang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pangako sa 'yoIpaglalaban ko&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sa hirap at ginhawa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ang ating pag-ibig&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upang 'di magkalayo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kailan man'pagkat ang tulad mo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ay minsan lang sa buhay ko... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-I promise to you-Pangako Sayo (English Version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before i thought its true &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;true that lovin was all forever &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its just a make believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cherish endlessly love will be for life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; happy ever ending &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes i stood before the wish tht we made in winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll be the only that will always be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Promise that i will love you more each day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise to you that you can count on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to love and to cherish now &amp; forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your more than alive to me yes you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Youll be the only forever to cherish and to love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes i stood before the wish tht we made in winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll be the only that will always be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Promise that i will love you more each day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The song is soothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It always remind me of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe everything happens for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will be patient as long as it takes,boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ilu,sayang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/s: aku dah update 2 times eh izan.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3994583633075530030?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3994583633075530030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3994583633075530030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3994583633075530030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3994583633075530030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/05/pangako-sayo-noon-akala-ko-ang-wagas-na.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1060107414492939892</id><published>2007-05-23T03:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:28:56.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a short entry aye.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much apart from MT Intensive &amp; more MT Intensive..&lt;br /&gt;We finally are back on talking terms,i know,like what the hell gituk kaaan..&lt;br /&gt;MT O-level paper is next Mon &amp;amp; i am super nervous about it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; oh,i seriously do not have any interest in it anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I reallyreallyreally hope that i can get that same interest back.. Ergh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember when i said all i want is you to be back with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember when you tried to teach me how to play a card game.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember when we shared a chicken wing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember when you sweetly asked me to take a cup of drink for you after giving me your special-est smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember the time when we went to play bowling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember the time when you secretly played with my fingers when mama was present.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember the time when i get to meet you on every Friday without fail.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Izan,aku dah update.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1060107414492939892?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1060107414492939892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1060107414492939892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1060107414492939892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1060107414492939892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-short-entry-aye.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7960216738252946211</id><published>2007-05-11T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T21:10:23.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>P/s: I have nothing better to do,so urhh... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Honestly what color is your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;''Red + Yellowish ( a weird combination,i know!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Honestly, whats on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;'' It's hard to find it. But when you finally get it, it's super easy to destroy it. (Ironic kaan?)&lt;br /&gt;3. Honestly, what are you doing rightnow?&lt;br /&gt;''Listening to Gal Sun-Jinx ( Dun't ever ask me why.. (:  )&lt;br /&gt;4. Honestly, have you ever been inlove ?&lt;br /&gt;''In love? I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;5. Honestly, have you done something bad today?&lt;br /&gt;''Not yet,i think.&lt;br /&gt;6. Honestly, do you watch disneychannel?&lt;br /&gt;''Urhh,no???&lt;br /&gt;7.Honestly, who is the last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;''My gf,Nina.&lt;br /&gt;8.Honestly, are you jealous of somebody right now?&lt;br /&gt;''Not at the moment. Yesterday,yes!&lt;br /&gt;9. Honestly, what makes you mad most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;''When people take me as a bloody time fool&lt;br /&gt;10. Honestly, do you bite your nails?&lt;br /&gt;''No!&lt;br /&gt;11. Honestly, do you use anyone?&lt;br /&gt;''I truly hope not. If i have unintentionally,then im super duper fuber sorry.&lt;br /&gt;12. Honestly, do you want to see someone this very moment?&lt;br /&gt;''Yeah.  ):&lt;br /&gt;13. Honestly, do you have a friend you don't like?&lt;br /&gt;''Nope.&lt;br /&gt;14. Honestly, do you love someone verymuch?&lt;br /&gt;''Ntah.&lt;br /&gt;15. Honestly, does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;''I think so.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIFFERENT EMOTIONS SURVEY&lt;br /&gt;*Anger Section*&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you do when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;''I block everyone out from my life &amp; keep everything deepdeepdeep inside.  (:&lt;br /&gt;2. What's the worst thing you've done when you were mad?&lt;br /&gt;''I threw everything,everywhere..&lt;br /&gt;3. Ever made anyone cry when you were mad?&lt;br /&gt;''No&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you swear when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;''I'm the most level headed grl,quoted by Sha. What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;5. When was the last time you really cried?&lt;br /&gt;''291006&lt;br /&gt;6. Ever cried yourself to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;''Who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;7. What usually makes you cry?&lt;br /&gt;''When a reality check hits me.&lt;br /&gt;8. Are you normally a happy person?&lt;br /&gt;''I try to be one.&lt;br /&gt;9. Does being with your friends makesyou happy?&lt;br /&gt;''Of course lah babes..&lt;br /&gt;10. When people say they think you are good looking/pretty, do you get happy?&lt;br /&gt;''Ntah. Does it even matter nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Are you single or taken?&lt;br /&gt;''Can i pick both as my answers?&lt;br /&gt;2: Do you love anyone right now andwho is it?&lt;br /&gt;''My lil baby boy,my gfs&lt;br /&gt;3: How much do you know about love?&lt;br /&gt;''I know nothing,that's why i suck in it.&lt;br /&gt;4: Who had hurted you with love before?&lt;br /&gt;''My ex-es i guess?&lt;br /&gt;5: Look around your friends, who doyou think is best to be your boyfriend/girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;''Ahaha.. That's the $9521832 question ehs???&lt;br /&gt;6: How many ex do you had before?&lt;br /&gt;''4&lt;br /&gt;7: Do you think you will patch back with them if there is a chance?&lt;br /&gt;''I just did,hurh?&lt;br /&gt;8: Do you hate your ex?&lt;br /&gt;''I dun't hate them. I believe everything happens for a reason. &amp; also,the breakups i had with them had me a stronger kid.&lt;br /&gt;9: Do you love your current boyfriend/girlfriend alot?&lt;br /&gt;''Yeah,i do but i dun't think it matters anyway.So let's just skip this qn aye.&lt;br /&gt;10: Have you ever hurt someone with love? Name any 1 of them.&lt;br /&gt;''Yeah,once,i guess when he mistook my intentions.&lt;br /&gt;11: How do you show someone that you love them?&lt;br /&gt;''Being caring &amp;amp; concern,not having doubts &amp; constantly telling him IMU.&lt;br /&gt;12: Are you trying to show your love to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;''I tried.&lt;br /&gt;13: Have you ever almost die in love?&lt;br /&gt;''Nope.&lt;br /&gt;14: In what kind of way is it?&lt;br /&gt;''Did i just say Nope?&lt;br /&gt;15: Do you regretted loving anyone?&lt;br /&gt;''Nope,never did.&lt;br /&gt;16: Which is the most important to you now? Love, Family or Friends?&lt;br /&gt;''Family &amp;amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;17: In 3 more days, if you are gonna to die, what will you do about love?&lt;br /&gt;'' -I will not tell him.&lt;br /&gt;   -I will die on my favourite bed w my family &amp; my LTG around me.&lt;br /&gt;18: In 20 years time, will you be married? To who?&lt;br /&gt;''I would be 36 by then. Should be having 10kids w my future hubby. Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;19: What is love to you now?&lt;br /&gt;"I dun't really know.&lt;br /&gt;20: Are you honest to love?&lt;br /&gt;''I am &amp;amp; always will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I already told you that i had nothing better to do kaaan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cinta sukar untuk dicari&lt;br /&gt;tetapi senang untuk dimusnahkan&lt;br /&gt;cinta oh cinta begitu menyiksaa jasadku ini..&lt;br /&gt;-Unknown-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7960216738252946211?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7960216738252946211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7960216738252946211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7960216738252946211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7960216738252946211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/05/ps-i-have-nothing-better-to-doso-urhh.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6053366684193439507</id><published>2007-05-10T01:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T01:19:15.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ocheyy...&lt;br /&gt;I did the most random-eeeesssssttttt thang ever!&lt;br /&gt;I change-d my blogskin which is oh so cool kaaann...&lt;br /&gt;And and and and, i simply love this song! (:&lt;br /&gt;Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;I know i know..&lt;br /&gt;Sejak biler pulak aku kemaruk ngan lagu macam ginik kaan..&lt;br /&gt;But,it's super duper sedap hokaaays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; MYE is over!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, i have never feel so overjoyed before..&lt;br /&gt;I shall now stop mugging for a day...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i shall simply laze around!&lt;br /&gt;Hah,lazy yaNa!&lt;br /&gt;Lazy lazy,tetap keje ader seyy selepas o's..&lt;br /&gt;Caltex,how glamorous NOT.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever lah ehs..&lt;br /&gt;At least itu cashmoneyduitdollarswang masok pocket``&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random : Having grl outing tml. Watching Jangan Pandang Belakang w Nina &amp; making a trip to Swenson. Let's just pamper ourselves,babe! Kate MYE dah habes per.. ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Random : Nai &amp; i are so gonna kill the teachers,burn-t the books &amp;amp; let her die,slowly,painfully.. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Random Random : I miss you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6053366684193439507?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6053366684193439507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6053366684193439507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6053366684193439507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6053366684193439507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/05/ocheyy.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-5315086486298200302</id><published>2007-05-08T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T00:35:23.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the middle of doing research for my art for tml..Hell,i know!&lt;br /&gt;When i realised something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's super easy when you just chucked everything out.&lt;br /&gt;It's easy when you act the way you are right now.&lt;br /&gt;It's super easy when you just do what you do right now.&lt;br /&gt;It's super easy when she isn't part of your life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's super super easy when teaching &amp; music are all what you have right now.&lt;br /&gt;See how many ''super'' i used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because boy,i am trying my super hard to be super patient.&lt;br /&gt;i am trying my super hard&lt;br /&gt;to not break down infront of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i am trying my super super super hard&lt;br /&gt;to assure myself that everything will turn out just fine when you are by my side.&lt;br /&gt;But,you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i did my best&lt;br /&gt;in keeping quiet about it.&lt;br /&gt;I think i did my best&lt;br /&gt;in not fretting or complaining it to my grls.&lt;br /&gt;I think i did my best&lt;br /&gt;in not asking you stupid questions like,''What's becoming of us?''&lt;br /&gt;I think i did my best&lt;br /&gt;to be the most patient-est gf ever.&lt;br /&gt;I think i did my best&lt;br /&gt;in being your special grl.&lt;br /&gt;I think i did my best&lt;br /&gt;in keeping it low.&lt;br /&gt;I think i did my super best&lt;br /&gt;in giving you ample time &amp;amp; space to think things through.&lt;br /&gt;I think i did my darndest best&lt;br /&gt;in defending you &amp; telling them that we are going on strong &amp;amp; fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has never been easy on my part.&lt;br /&gt;But,you gotta understand.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be like this for long.&lt;br /&gt;WE can't be like this for long.&lt;br /&gt;It has been 4 days we ain't on talking terms&lt;br /&gt;&amp; it IS driving me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to control myself before everything comes out wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy,can't you see that?&lt;br /&gt;I need you now.&lt;br /&gt;When i feel like i just want to drop dead &amp;amp; burn all those formulas &amp; definitions &amp;amp; stupid peribahase &amp; just shoved it into someone's toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;When i feel like i ain't have the energy to continue studying.&lt;br /&gt;When i feel like i just want to stop mugging &amp;amp; have REAL rest.&lt;br /&gt;But boy,where are YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I had officially let go of my chemistry paper.&lt;br /&gt;But boy,where are YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I am breaking under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;But boy,where are YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Is it all just in my head that you are disappearing into thin air?&lt;br /&gt;But boy,where are YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Is it all just in my head when names that i utter are either AJ,Sam or Khai?&lt;br /&gt;But boy,where are YOU?&lt;br /&gt;I need you RIGHT now.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happen to ''i-will-always-be-by-your-side-when-you-are-ready-to-pour-out-your-heart-girl''?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy,&lt;br /&gt;Time is one thing.&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty is another thang.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just don't crush what we have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-5315086486298200302?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5315086486298200302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=5315086486298200302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5315086486298200302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5315086486298200302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post_08.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1632087869613486526</id><published>2007-05-06T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T03:47:23.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sayang,&lt;br /&gt;is it too late to save what we have right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Lynalep_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1632087869613486526?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1632087869613486526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1632087869613486526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1632087869613486526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1632087869613486526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/05/sayang-is-it-too-late-to-save-what-we.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-2298431651663153637</id><published>2007-04-23T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T06:07:14.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urhh,ohcey,nothing much happened today.&lt;br /&gt;Manymany people tak datang.&lt;br /&gt;Saw her boy for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Saw him &amp; him again.&lt;br /&gt;Flashback on what had happened,scared,cabot.&lt;br /&gt;Met up w her again,said my byes.&lt;br /&gt;Untied my hair,hoping him &amp;amp; him won't recognised me.&lt;br /&gt;Practically ran home,went inside my room &amp; locked the door.&lt;br /&gt;Literally,inside for about a max of 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;hah!&lt;br /&gt;im super takot,hokaaay.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of calling up berok,but i think he is super busy kaan.&lt;br /&gt;So,tak jadik.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; now,i am missing him like super duper fuber alot.&lt;br /&gt;He had to make it worse by sending me a message,knowing fully that i cant reply.&lt;br /&gt;But,if he didn't send one,i will be super worried too.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; people,thaat's my day for today.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sayang,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you seyy..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am too mushy kaan these past few days.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what the hell..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i better start now than never,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nanti orang tuu cakap i takder pulaks my sentimental side..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you like the manymanymany..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i miss you to the max...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; oh,i keep thinking of you these past few days,darl...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-2298431651663153637?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2298431651663153637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=2298431651663153637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2298431651663153637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2298431651663153637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/04/urhhohceynothing-much-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1052064953701008857</id><published>2007-04-20T07:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T07:39:16.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will you ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think you will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ever fully understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how you've touched my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and made me who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think you could ever know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just how truly special you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that even on the darkest nights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are my brightest star.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think you will ever fully comprehend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how you've made my dreams come true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or how you've opened my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to love and the wonders it can do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've allowed me to experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something very hard to find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unconditional love that exists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in my body, soul, and mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think you could ever feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all the love I have to give&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I'm sure you'll never realize&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you've been my will to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are an amazing person&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and without you I don't know where I'd be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having you in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;completes and fulfills every part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Erica-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp; sayang,with that,happy one month anni.! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry for my suckish behaviour today,i was indeed too tramautised to talk about it &amp;amp; even to think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry for giving you 1 word answer since i was reallyreallyreally scared..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry for simply nodding &amp; shaking my head instead of answering,since i wasnt in the mood to relive that moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But,that's no excuse for me to treat you like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With that again,sorry hunns... (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And berok,i am not letting go of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever comes,i am still gonna hold you,dude..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever shats happened,even if im constantly being slapped 24/7,i still won't let go of you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp; oh,miss d, i never really actually break with him. Please take note that there isn't ''yet'' after him. It was just a measley act for you to believe it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What im trying to say is,i sayang &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;alep manymanymany &amp;amp; please langkah over my dead body to get him.. hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;''Nick tanye psl kauu.. dier tanye kau dah attached ke belom..'' - adeq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;''ape kau jawab?''-kakak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;''aku cakap kau dah taken,tapi dier tak caye. dier ckp he's next..''-adeq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;''next?''-kakak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;''to be your guy bodoh!''-adeq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;''bodoh tu pelan2 sikit! my guy? suro dier tunggu lagik 3 tahon ah siak..''-kakak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;''3 tahun jerr??''-adeq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;''either that atau tunggu buat selame2 nyer..''-kakak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp; yes boy,i am super serious about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wasn't in the first place,really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but,you were there when i needed you most..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when they were busy having catfights..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even if i dunt reaqlly talk much about it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;even if i dunt complain about anything to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;your presence made a difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With you by my side,i know i will turn out just fine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;True,her adeq is much more handsome than you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but hey,i &lt;strong&gt;want &lt;/strong&gt;you,i &lt;strong&gt;need &lt;/strong&gt;you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love you manymanymanymany,hokays sayang..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's just our 1st month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I  dunt know how long it might last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunt know how long you can be mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunt know how long im yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunt know how long you can withstand my unreasonable tempers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Please know,i'm gonna appreciate every single thing you did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those ''good morning'' messages of yours which can seriously do some damage to me.. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Those ''good night'' messages of yours which can seriously make me go ooh-lah-lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your su-weet smile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The way your fingers find mine.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your way of simply caring about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You care too much,you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes,im worried for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My wish is to be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My wish is to be with you as long as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My wish is to be with you as long as our relationship can lasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My wish is to be yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My wish is to spend time with you as much as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My wish is to be always be there for you,darling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/s : Apart from me wishing super hard to get good o's results.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you ever read this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mohd Aliff Bin Mohd Zaini,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;im in love with you,boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love your lame jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love your smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love your messages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love your crappy mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love being with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love spending time with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love talking to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love messaging you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you,sayang.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss d, get the point?HAH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1052064953701008857?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1052064953701008857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1052064953701008857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1052064953701008857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1052064953701008857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/04/will-you-ever-i-dont-think-you-will.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7019812858827790769</id><published>2007-04-19T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T02:14:04.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im no longer here. Not using blogspot anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7019812858827790769?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7019812858827790769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7019812858827790769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7019812858827790769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7019812858827790769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-no-longer-here.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7173971978404588270</id><published>2007-04-14T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T23:43:50.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RiHDyKqhAAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S6i57pUDD7Q/s1600-h/Picture(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053535523509960706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RiHDyKqhAAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S6i57pUDD7Q/s320/Picture(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Berok,i truly miss you. In times like this,when im facing shats or when my morale is super duper low,i reallyreallyreally need you. Im sorry if my attitude towards you had some sort change. It has never been about you. It seriously isn't. &amp; for the umpteenth time, i really do miss you to the max.. IMU-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_yaNa_&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss D, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again i am repeating the same exact sentence to YOU. The same identical guy who used to be MY guy before you come into my world and the same identical guy whom you loved veryveryvery much is NOT &amp;amp; NEVER a jantan. He is one very good guy who truly appreciates the people around him. Stop referring him as a 'jantan' when everyone knows better that he is one kind soul. I seriously dun't mind if YOU constantly hurl insults &amp; curse me everyday,24/7 but please stop calling him that. I dun't mind if you flood my tagboard with those nonsensical words of yours,i seriously dun't mind. But please,have a heart,stop calling him that. It's a super duper disgrace when YOU like a 'jantan' &amp;amp; NOT a gentleman. &amp; again,i had said it before &amp;amp; i am saying it again. It is over between me &amp; him*. You have got your wish. You have got what you want. You maki me upside down until to an extent whereby people who visits my blog,looks at me differently,talk behind my back,accuse me being a boyfriend stealer when i am NOT one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If that doesnt satisfy YOU,then i dun't know what would. You have asked me to leave him &amp;amp; i did leave him. Your mission to drive both of us apart is already successful. What i seek from you right now is for you to quietly leave before i take drastic actions. Even if i seem to be veryveryveryvery patient, my patience DO have a limit. I am not a sundal or a bitch or a slut or a whore as you constantly put it. If i were one, i believed i would have taken the matter in a whole new direction where it gets dirtier. Therefore,girl, YOU are no longer needed here. You have got your wish. You have got your guy. But let's face it,whatever makes YOU think that &lt;strong&gt;my &lt;/strong&gt;Alep will be yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Hiatus till 10th May*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7173971978404588270?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7173971978404588270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7173971978404588270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7173971978404588270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7173971978404588270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/04/beroki-truly-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RiHDyKqhAAI/AAAAAAAAAAo/S6i57pUDD7Q/s72-c/Picture(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-9197268295339082682</id><published>2007-04-11T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T02:58:32.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I guess dreams are just meant to be broken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I remembr-ed the exact same sentence i told him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''I would do &amp; give anything to see them together.. I would do anything to make her smile &amp;amp; laugh &amp; go super duper hyper totally crazy..I've seen her go gagaga over him &amp;amp; when everything comes to an end,it will hurt me. I know it will hurt me deep..''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It did come true,didn't it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cried,didn't i?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even if i ain't in the picture,even if i never was beside you when you needed your friends most,somehow somewhere, i am very very very sad when you told me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reality Check!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It all comes back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna be like her soon..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe not now,but in the near future..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It tears my heart apart when everything nice will come to an end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sayang,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if things dun't work out like what we want to,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you have been the greatest,most caring-est person i have ever met.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if things go hay-wired,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe me when i say i had the greatest moments of life when i was with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if things go suckish for the both of us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe me when i say i wasn't cheating on you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;believe me when i say i wasn't flirting with other dudes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;even if i have to leave,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i will always treasure the memories we shared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;IMU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On hiatus till further notice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaNa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-9197268295339082682?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/9197268295339082682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=9197268295339082682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9197268295339082682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/9197268295339082682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-guess-dreams-are-just-meant-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-786081161804351454</id><published>2007-04-05T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:58:26.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I now know who are my true-est friends are..&lt;br /&gt;They were super duper concerned after hearing the news &amp; i thank god for having friends like them..&lt;br /&gt;Even if one of them isn't talking to me because of what i did, it just shows that she reallyreallyreally care about me..&lt;br /&gt;They met up just because of me..&lt;br /&gt;He was in the library till 9pm just because of me..&lt;br /&gt;Berok was super duper fuber cuak when he heard the news...&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; simply because,they truly-est care about me..&lt;br /&gt;And that, i wanna say i love you people manymanymanymanymany... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid years are around the corner &amp; there is simply too much for me to study..&lt;br /&gt;Urhh,teachers do give us the hints hints here &amp;amp; there but still, dah ter-lalu banyak seyy..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i am so not complaining to berok,since i am super sure berok will start going on &amp;amp; on &amp; on &amp;amp; on defending kaum cikgus..&lt;br /&gt;Bacins!&lt;br /&gt;And and and, my a-math is going down the drain again... Sia2 jer naik 2 grade... Pelap pap tup, fail lagik.. Alermak,sungguh tak best langsung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, my kupu-kupu aka Aqasha, had finally accepted my request kat friendster.. Huhu!!.. Mentang2 lah dier busyman ehs, sister dier kat sini,dier boleh luper.. ader ke patot dier nak hire aku as his personal tour guide for the day when he comes to Spore???&lt;br /&gt;Banyak cantik lah your muke ehs.. Kalau nak sangat yaNa jadik your guide, kene bayar GST,kene bayar my tips,kene bayar ALL my shopppings,kene bayar all my makan minum for 3 days berturut-turut &amp; kene amek gambar with me manymanymanymany... Amciam???&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting that aside, my english is becoming worse... Urhh yeah yeah,i know.. In band 1 but still,what the hell.... So yeah, i shall start talking good english with Shab minus the lahs-lohs-lehs &amp; i shall start talking to berok in proper malay since dier is very willing to teach me proper malay.. Ahaha, &amp;amp; berok,when i say proper malay,it really means proper malay &amp; let's just put the homeworks that you have set,aside hokays pokays?.. *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ouh,im super duper scared of the opposite sex..&lt;br /&gt;It sounds weird but i seriously AM scared of them...&lt;br /&gt;Even berok has a hard time convincing me that berok wun't lay a finger on me violently &amp;amp; i will then go,''yeah riiigggghhhhhhhtttt''&lt;br /&gt;Ergh!&lt;br /&gt;Talk about karma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i was with you the other day,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have never felt so secured for so long,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i have never been loved like that for so long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you were with me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i knew i had made the right decision even if im facing shats right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sayang,i truly sayang you manymanymany...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your going away even if you deny it so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wonder, why am i with you in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_&lt;/em&gt;yaNa_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-786081161804351454?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/786081161804351454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=786081161804351454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/786081161804351454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/786081161804351454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-now-know-who-are-my-true-est-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-2714565359895609084</id><published>2007-03-29T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:59:02.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the time of the month when i feel super duper fuber down..&lt;br /&gt;When every little mistakes i made,regardless if it concerns a-math or there isn't any tissues left in my bag or getting cursing &amp; getting the blame from one of your closest sister,can make me cry..&lt;br /&gt;When everywhere i go,i see him*..&lt;br /&gt;When everywhere i go,i heard him*..&lt;br /&gt;When my mind is playing tricks on me again&lt;br /&gt;It's like as if im hallucinating but then,i thought of the otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im disappointed when i failed to NOT mix both personal stuff &amp; my studies..&lt;br /&gt;I forgot all the formulas..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even know how to do the 3M when i myself had succeeded in teaching that to Mat &amp;amp; Fi..&lt;br /&gt;For god's sake, the numbers didn't match. The signs didn't click. The answers seems wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I turned left,saw Mat doing his sums.. I turned right,Sarip doing her sums.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at my own paper.&lt;br /&gt;When i saw the numbers not making sense to me, i realised the better of it &amp; just continue scribbling numbers with negative signs even if i know it's wrong..&lt;br /&gt;Another realisation hit me like a bullet thru my head.&lt;br /&gt;If this goes on, i wun't be able to do ANYthing right..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; heck, it's my o levels we are talking about right now..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to us,i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;We used to tell each other anything to everything..&lt;br /&gt;There used to be no secrets between us,even if we have our own bestfriends..&lt;br /&gt;We used to click just like that..&lt;br /&gt;We could share secrets &amp; stories &amp;amp; we could just talk all day long..&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to that?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the times when i know i had your back,you had mine?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the times when we could share secrets like we own the bloody world?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the time when we joke about the mats &amp; minahs reps international?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You claimed that we were never your true friends..&lt;br /&gt;How can we be one when all you do is just keep your secrets/problems to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;How can we help you in any ways when all you do is just shut us out from your life?&lt;br /&gt;How can we even be there for you when you rarely talk about it?&lt;br /&gt;When you keep saying,'' nah,takder pape2..''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl,we have your best interests..&lt;br /&gt;We want to be there for you when you need us.&lt;br /&gt;We want to share your joys and sorrows &amp; your problems even if we always criticise you..&lt;br /&gt;We want to simply help you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You used to be my rapat-est friend before she came along..&lt;br /&gt;Even if i rarely talk to you,which i doubt so..&lt;br /&gt;I still care for you.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me when he did that to you..&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me when i see you like this..&lt;br /&gt;When all i could see is shats,shats,shats &amp; nothing but shats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;This morning's incident..&lt;br /&gt;I know it was a mistake..&lt;br /&gt;Mine,i guess for not being able to answer all your questions..&lt;br /&gt;Mine,i guess for not being able to give satisfactory answers to you..&lt;br /&gt;Mine,i guess for acting dumb when i know parts &amp; pieces of it..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry,girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If i know you were leaving, I know i would have send you a proper farewell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-2714565359895609084?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2714565359895609084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=2714565359895609084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2714565359895609084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/2714565359895609084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-time-of-month-when-i-feel-super.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6125363020315110263</id><published>2007-03-24T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T22:59:22.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RgYMEBw1OwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/UvsK6wMMRGY/s1600-h/Taufik_Vote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045733695847480066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 444px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="134" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RgYMEBw1OwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/UvsK6wMMRGY/s320/Taufik_Vote.jpg" width="420" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes people!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You see the banner alright...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does it say??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VOTE FOR TAUFIK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOST POPULAR MALE ARTISTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;APM 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shan't say much cuz i know you guys &amp; girls are clever enough to do what you are supposed to do kaaaann...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start exercising our fingers..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's spend our money on our soulman,Taufik Batisah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just waste our time on voting for him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;APM 2007 Artis Spura Paling Popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A20 TAUFIK BATISAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;APM 2007 Lagu Spura Paling Popular&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;L20 USAH LEPASKAN/TAUFIK BATISAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cara Mengundi :APM(space)Kod Artis/Kod Lagu(space)No. Kad Pengenalan(space)Nama Hantar ke talian 72346&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's all work hard to defeat the HappyHadys since they are really challenging us,fiknatics..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Usah Lepaskan can top Ria's Chart for 9 weeks &amp; still going on strong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Sesuatu Janji can be placed at Number 3 after 8 weeks due to manymanymanymany requests by us.. *winkswinks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If Taufik can win the Pesta Perdana's Most Popular Male Personality recently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then,im bloody sure, he will be able to win all the awards yg akan dtg,riggghttt????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So,people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or shall i say,FIKNATICS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's make Taufik proud of us,again.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let the HappyHadys KNOW of our presence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let them KNOW,that we are here to stay &amp; to support our undyinglovelovelove to TAUFIK BATISAH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6125363020315110263?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6125363020315110263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6125363020315110263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6125363020315110263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6125363020315110263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/yes-people-you-see-banner-alright.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RgYMEBw1OwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/UvsK6wMMRGY/s72-c/Taufik_Vote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7272007789702452329</id><published>2007-03-23T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T05:25:07.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been you all along...</title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating for a loong time..&lt;br /&gt;Got back my common test result &amp; it isn't up to my standards even if i got 13 as my L1R4.. I believe there's room for more improvement.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised who my true friends are..&lt;br /&gt;Even if i dun't constantly see them 24/7,i know they will always be there for me despite their own problems.. &amp; i thank THEM for that!&lt;br /&gt;I know they love me &amp;amp; i love them too...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being urhh,alone for a year &amp; 4 months, monyet is finally with berok.. Ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Monyet shan't say much but monyet believes that being with berok,might do monyet some good..might actually bring back some of monyet's confidence,self-esteem &amp; the old cheery-bubbly-hyper mode..&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that monyet can say is, berok is being greatly miss.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher changed the seating plan AGAIN..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; currently stucked with Wilbur..&lt;br /&gt;Thank god,Rahmat is sitting beside me..&lt;br /&gt;It won't be so bad &amp;amp; at leasta,aku ader partner yg same2 blur biler a-math lesson..&lt;br /&gt;Kaan,mat? =)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i bloody missed sitting beside Dear Xifang &amp;amp; Khalilah!!&lt;br /&gt;Gah-ness,i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night study will be starting on the upcoming Tues...&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i think kan,my eng is actually becoming terok,when it is supposed to be improving..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to a teacher !&lt;br /&gt;I think my girls are going too,mainly Nina,Shab,Rogue ,Heera &amp;amp; Sha...&lt;br /&gt;So,i guess,we will start studying like mad,then... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know,your intention of telling me was to serve as a reminder,that we are not like before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know,your intention of telling me was to make me realise how serious the situation is right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp; i do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do realise how serious it is right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do realise after you told me everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It makes me sad&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;i can't help to lessen your burden.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All i could do is to save &amp;amp; save &amp; save,thinking that i would give you one day,when i have saved enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried looking in the newspapers but there's not even 1 suitable job..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It either clashes with my school time or they pay isn't high enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't be cerewet but what can i possibly achieved with $16 per day,of washing dishes,from 3-10?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will try to help in any ways i can find.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't possibly find it in the nearest possible time but simply,have faith in whatever you do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; where is berok when monyet needs him most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7272007789702452329?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7272007789702452329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7272007789702452329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7272007789702452329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7272007789702452329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-been-you-all-along.html' title='It&apos;s been you all along...'/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3993897786693449948</id><published>2007-03-15T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T17:45:51.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 8.40 in the morning &amp; i didn't really had a good night sleep due to one's stubborn-ess..&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 7am &amp;amp; with nothing better to do..&lt;br /&gt;Heading to Lib at 10am,meeting Nina,Shab &amp; Mat.. Intend to complete all my hw by TODAY apart from art...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It actually sucks knowing that it was my fault all the time she was like. I'm the worst person you come for comfort but what the hell, i am sorry for whatever had happened,girl.. I am truly sorry...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berok &amp; Monyet.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing much to say since both parties had already agreed to forgive &amp;amp; forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought of changing to blogdrive but then,the though of losing all my posts would seriously be a dead NO situation..&lt;br /&gt;So,i guess,im gonna stick to blogger until someone has another new bright idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care,people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3993897786693449948?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3993897786693449948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3993897786693449948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3993897786693449948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3993897786693449948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-8.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-216309548779692562</id><published>2007-03-13T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T00:38:33.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dun't really know what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm in love with Shab.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See,im staring into space for about 1/2 hour &amp; i still do not know what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;I did helped my mum the whole morning then watched a movie &amp;amp; i bloddily cried. =)&lt;br /&gt;&amp; now,here i am,sitting infront of my dearest computer with nothing to type about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having one of those days when i feel empty.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having one of those days when i will actually wait for him to msg-ed me.&lt;br /&gt;But,it isn't literally happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed aside, i'm heading to school tml for the art thingy &amp; would soon be heading to Lib on Thurs afternoon. So people, contact straight to my hp aye.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my dearest girl,Shabrina Shari.&lt;br /&gt;Who has been there for me when i needed her most even without knowing the whole thing but just bits &amp; pieces of it.&lt;br /&gt;Who has been giving moral support &amp;amp; pieces of advice when i had encountered shats &amp; shats &amp;amp; nothing but shats&lt;br /&gt;Though, ku tak selalu emo-ed mcm ginik kan girl..&lt;br /&gt;For the record, &lt;em&gt;Shab i LOVE you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urhh,she would be super duper happy after reading this... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end here then since im super duper fuber sleepy..&lt;br /&gt;Shall catch a few hours of sleeping after staying up quite late last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is this how we end, that i never want to see you again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-216309548779692562?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/216309548779692562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=216309548779692562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/216309548779692562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/216309548779692562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-dunt-really-know-what-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6133963599335582300</id><published>2007-03-12T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T02:50:17.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;urhh,had a loong day today..&lt;br /&gt;went to NYP &amp; i shall not elaborate here.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 14 years of living, i WENT to town !!!... =)&lt;br /&gt;With my girlfriends &amp; the 2 hunks,we roamed Orchard Road.. We dropped by to see Rogue &amp;amp; Co before heading off to our next destination-s..Okay urhh, i still didn't get the chance to get all the names right.. Kalau tak salah,we did go to the Paragon yg the toilets were superb COOL, Heerens, Far East Plaza &amp; yang lain sume ku tak ingat.. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;It was super duper great going out with my girlfriends.. There was nothing but just laughter,laughter &amp;amp; more laughter! Pics would be available at Nai's multiply..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&amp; i might just want to drop by at City Hall with the same people.. *winks winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She's in a confused state right now.It had happened 2 years ago but why still talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe the thing that irked her the most was the fact that both of them had happened to be the 2 closest people on earth at that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She is to blame for all the wrong things she had done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But to the extend of punishing him too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's true then.. What he said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It doesn't make sense at all. It is just a misunderstanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But,if it is simply just thaat simple, why can't she then possibly forget everything &amp; act as per normal...?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Hey girl.. It has been a long time since i last saw you smile.. You hang in there aye..'' - Her&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I hardly smile nowadays urhh..Ahaha.. I dun't see the need to smile when all im facing right now is nothing but bullshit &amp; crap. He used to make me smile then but where is he right now? Still not on talking terms,thanks to Liyana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I simply do not have the energy to smile or to laugh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I simply do not have the energy to bring myself up to forgive myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I simply do not have the energy to bring myself up to face him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Berok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I do not miss talking to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I do not miss msging you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; she lied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry for becoming like this.I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'m sorry for not being able to give an explanation when you had demanded one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry but i cannot possibly forget the whole drama just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry if i had cursed &amp;amp; screamed at you the other night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm sorry but i can't seemed to msg-ed you these past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just need to clear my head,for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't possibly do that when i think of you &amp; her 24/7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't possibly do that when it keeps haunting me every now and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't possibly do that when it keeps rewinding up in my head every minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's what i see,what i hear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every minute in every hour,you &amp;amp; her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It can bloodily drive me nuts but i shall stay strong &amp; persevere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It can bloodily make me go crazy but i shall hang in there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If ever,my actions are hurting you,it hurts me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If ever,my words are killing you,it kills me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So,dun't ever claimed that i am one selfish brat since you dun't know what hell i am going through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If ever,i could just rewind back, i know i would delete you from my life since you are too good to be true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't possibly blame you &amp;amp; her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It just doesn't seem right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What with him,blaming me for the way things are going right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp; i thought it was the right thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can never do things right,i realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's either i screwed it big time or i screwed it big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So,people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diss me all you want since it happens to be my f*cking fault that he isn't talking to me,that she is feeling super duper guilty &amp;amp; him blaming me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;As usual, she had screwed things up BIG TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6133963599335582300?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6133963599335582300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6133963599335582300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6133963599335582300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6133963599335582300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/urhhhad-loong-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-26076912198080898</id><published>2007-03-09T20:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T20:51:25.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What happen to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;What happen to the time that you said you swear you stay through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this how we end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That i never want to see you again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;But there comes a time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;when i will forgive &amp; forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want you to know that i miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I want you to know that i miss you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;If only i can pluck e rainbow down from e sky, i'll fill it with your name n put it back, to let pple know how colourful my life is to have you around. Good night,Lyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It saddened me when you,your music &amp;amp; your messages becomes nothing to me.&lt;br /&gt;It angered me when you act so dolly up innocent.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me when I couldn't simply turn back the time to delete you from my life.&lt;br /&gt;The thing that really makes me sad is when i have no one to blame. Not you &amp; gawd, NOT HER!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart used to skip a beat when i listened to your songs.&lt;br /&gt;I used to smile 24/7 when i received your messages.&lt;br /&gt;I used to wait anxiously for your reply.&lt;br /&gt;I used to just lie down &amp;amp; think about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse or scream at me for raking up the past,for raking up 2 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for not treating you fairly.&lt;br /&gt;Kill me for being like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has enough of it's own screwed moments.&lt;br /&gt;You had to add more to it..&lt;br /&gt;You pulled me down.&lt;br /&gt;You pulled every inch of my self-esteem &amp; my confidence that's left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all this while, i dun't know who am i referring to.&lt;br /&gt;I can't bring myself up to blame you &amp; her cuz i know, you both were simply 14 &amp;amp; 18 years old teenagers at that time.&lt;br /&gt;The thing that irked me most was not blaming anyone for causing it to happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's best if we keep a distance between us,dude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You were great &amp; everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But,give me time to fully absorb it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wouldn't want to lose a girlfriend &amp;amp; my closest dude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry if i make things worst.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then i realised, it was my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNa_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-26076912198080898?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/26076912198080898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=26076912198080898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/26076912198080898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/26076912198080898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-happen-to-you-what-happen-to-time.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-5542938249244042461</id><published>2007-03-05T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T00:10:11.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry for being on hiatus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Urr, loads to update about but i would just summarise everything that has been happening aye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My special thanks to Fasha &amp; her dearest friend,Mr Aliff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I heed your advise babe about the drinking milo &amp;amp; MM session thingy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aku ikot yg part minum air milo jerr... Kalau yg MM tuu,tak urhh... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp; it works.. Simply miracle! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One minute,i was like wincing in pain.. The next minute, ku dah boleh batok 24/7 without feeling any pain.. Thanks again guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Common test dah habis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Results are coming out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So far,my results have been good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My expectations came true when it comes to SS &amp; A-Math,which will be tml..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which means that all my hard work &amp;amp; waking up ultra early at 3am to revise again did not go to waste. Good Job,Liyana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*Pats Liyana on the back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had a marvellous time eating seafood beside the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was fantastic! 7 thumbs up aye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thaat was the only time when i could catch up with my other cousin-s &amp; my youngest but pretty aunt.. Ahaha.. Dier pon cacat same mcm aku.. Welcome to the club,bacin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After 15 years of living,&lt;em&gt;finally, &lt;/em&gt;met my 2nd cousin from KL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;How lame can i get kaan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tap tip tup, i know a new person who claims to be my 2nd cousin,&lt;em&gt;which he is..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had a fun time crapping with him &amp;amp; thank god!, there is at least someone who can laugh at my lame jokes,attempt to even make one joke but failed miserably &amp; someone who simply smile whenever i was with him. So for that, &lt;em&gt;thank you Shoggi,&lt;/em&gt; or Aqasha. *Winks winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp; yeah, we shall continue with our crappiness when we &lt;em&gt;eventually &lt;/em&gt;meet again.. Which is, another 15 years time??? &lt;em&gt;Org kapal ngan org darat ader susah sikit nak jumpe kaan.. &lt;/em&gt;(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I dunt really know what's happening between &lt;em&gt;monyet &amp; berok..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's like as if history is repeating itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But whatever happens, i know that &lt;em&gt;monyet &lt;/em&gt;would be ready this time round to face any odds when it comes to &lt;em&gt;berok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kalau 2 years ago, monyet had no clue on what was &amp;amp; going to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But,alhamdulillah, this time round, &lt;em&gt;monyet, &lt;/em&gt;somehow dah dapat agak, all of these doggy loikes will &lt;em&gt;eventually &lt;/em&gt;come to an end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It doesn't hurt thaat deep since &lt;em&gt;monyet &lt;/em&gt;tau it will happen, it was just a matter of time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So people, stop asking,'' How is &lt;em&gt;berok&lt;/em&gt; ?''..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I dun't really care if you know that i dislike you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Complain to my dearest cousin all you want but feelings can't be force aye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I dun't click with the way you are handling your life &amp; other's too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I dun't quite like the way you say about other people when &lt;em&gt;padehal padehal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I dun't like the way you used my dad even if he happens to be your own son &amp;amp; my own father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know,that i can never click with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not now,not later,not in the future,&lt;em&gt;ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I dun't think i have lose someone like you since i already have another someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Who showers me with love &amp; care. &lt;em&gt;Not money.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You claimed that money can buy happiness but are you even happy right now after buying all the jewelleries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I already have my own plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am not staying with you after my o's which ends on the 6 of Nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am heading to &lt;em&gt;Melake &lt;/em&gt;where i would stay around a month &lt;em&gt;maybe two.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am not sure what i intend to do but my decisions are final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am staying with those who truly loves me for who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I would be taking my driver's license there &amp;amp; not here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I would be working there,&lt;em&gt;for awhile i guess&lt;/em&gt;, just to be near them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have decided on what i want to do during my Nov &amp; Dec holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp; not even you,can change my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dun't try to ever brainwash my dad's mind &amp; i know you will intend to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Seriously, i can't stand the sight of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What more, listening to you telling tales about my own flesh &amp;amp; blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;going &lt;/em&gt;there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The least you could do is to &lt;em&gt;shut up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I met my old friend, &lt;em&gt;Ez, &lt;/em&gt;the other day. Boy! He looks super duper smart,with his gelled hair &amp; the ironed shirt he was wearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Got to know he would be furthering his studies to Melbourne after this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Would be extremely busy for these few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dah maju kawan aku yang lagik satu niie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nevertheless, i will always be behind you,supporting you all the way aye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Jia you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I haven't been feeling well these past few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Very restless,i dun't seem to know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp; my moods aren't getting &lt;em&gt;any &lt;/em&gt;better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really hope thaat this illness or whatever it is called will end soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I seemed to miss crapping with my girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going for a mass run this coming Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp; for once, all the Sec 3 &amp;amp; 4s will be running together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which i am so not looking forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CIP would be on this coming Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It sure would be fun with my girls but i think it's a class-class &lt;em&gt;thingy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But what the hell, masih ader my malay girls comprising of K-twins,Dilah,Sarip,Ain &amp; Atikah. Confirm kecoh-ness,i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What with Atikah's super duper lame jokes &amp;amp; K-twins's innocence.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the girls were starting to talk to each other, mainly the 3 special girls.&lt;br /&gt;Even not thaat much, but hey!, i should be very thankful that they would still want to talk to each other after the big mayhem.&lt;br /&gt;Harap harap,this time round, there won't be any fights that will break out.&lt;br /&gt;Insyallah aye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting along fine with my malay classmates..&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat would always be my A-math partner.&lt;br /&gt;Dilah can also crap &amp; crap with me. Boleh tahan kawan aku tuu..&lt;br /&gt;The K-twins are more approchable..&lt;br /&gt;Atikah with her super duper hyper attitude..&lt;br /&gt;Sarip &amp;amp; her ''powerful'' malay vocab..&lt;br /&gt;Tak ke happening class aku niie...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've updated a looong entry, so Mat, dun't complain aye..&lt;br /&gt;Atleast aku update,bacin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-5542938249244042461?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5542938249244042461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=5542938249244042461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5542938249244042461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5542938249244042461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/sorry-for-being-on-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3491049020651279559</id><published>2007-03-05T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T05:14:08.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RewWt5P1viI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BZxmLItRn8U/s1600-h/Mcm+phm+.(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038427060837924386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RewWt5P1viI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BZxmLItRn8U/s320/Mcm+phm+.(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RewWiZP1vhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ktCb-UjE6w/s1600-h/Shoggi_Liyana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038426863269428754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RewWiZP1vhI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6ktCb-UjE6w/s320/Shoggi_Liyana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seafood + Seaside = Su-weeeet ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3491049020651279559?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3491049020651279559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3491049020651279559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3491049020651279559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3491049020651279559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/seafood-seaside-su-weeeet-yanadarlz.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9GHtRUCehQs/RewWt5P1viI/AAAAAAAAAAU/BZxmLItRn8U/s72-c/Mcm+phm+.(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8549179832540197039</id><published>2007-03-01T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T00:50:16.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am feeling so down,SHATS&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Common test are done &amp; over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 have officially leave the clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results are getting sulkier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having 12 kids in the future !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On hiatus till further notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(She's losing herself)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8549179832540197039?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8549179832540197039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8549179832540197039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8549179832540197039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8549179832540197039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-feeling-so-downshats-common-test.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6389237542745039947</id><published>2007-02-26T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T23:39:17.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Him; Roy; A-math; Berok'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I simply dun't get her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He had turn back just for you &amp; that little cute guys of yours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What did you do in return?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Giving him thaat attitude of yours &amp;amp; NOT treating your own first flesh &amp; blood well?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the attitude of mummy-s nowadays urhh???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has been on my mind since this morning,when i was supposed to be studying for my His &amp;amp; Chem paper.&lt;br /&gt;I dun't even know him directly,like i know him thru Fasha.. Tuu jerr.. Nuthing more..&lt;br /&gt;But,i am seriously somehow affected by his problems.&lt;br /&gt;Dun't ask why,please..&lt;br /&gt;I dun't even know why..&lt;br /&gt;That's what i think about these days..&lt;br /&gt;Him &amp; that little guy of his.&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny thaat the little guy's name is EXTRA fantabulous.&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't thank her urhh since dier sendiri perangai macam see-ak!&lt;br /&gt;Her dad?&lt;br /&gt;Lagik aku tak nak.. Perangai macam see-al!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, i shall vow to not do anything stupid. If i were to make one stupid mistake because of anything or anyone, i shall be the kindest person on earth to treat everyone including MY first flesh &amp;amp; blood with care,respect &amp; love. MUCH LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, can i please kill someone by the name of Roy?&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hate him to the max..&lt;br /&gt;Thank god,i dun't see him everyday..&lt;br /&gt;To the one i hate most : Please be specific on telling us,students,on what chapter to study. Dun't EVER again tell OR instruct us to study 2 chapters when all you want to test is simply 1 chapter~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,Berok msg-ed me when i was sitting for my History paper...Ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;He said sorry for not msg-ing &amp;amp; everything &amp; i just realised that he keeps saying sorry for every little small things he did.. Maybe because he dun't want history to repeat itself or whatever shats but seriously, i can simply be rich in a week if he continues to say Sorry &amp;amp; Sorry &amp; Sorry..&lt;br /&gt;But still, i seem to understand his schedule now..&lt;br /&gt;Morning till around 3 or 4,he has to teach..&lt;br /&gt;Then around 6-8,rush2 ajar budaks tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Then,head home with alot of markings to do..&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the reasons why i DUN'T quite like to be a teacher. See how hectic a teacher's life can get in 1 measley loooooong day??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml having physics test &amp;amp; surprise,surprise,i am here infront of my dearest computer blogging my time. My brain cells have gone dead with a small d... Im only left with 2 more papers &amp; another 11 sketches to go.. Ergh-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; bloody hell, i just remembered,there's a-math hw &amp; ws to be done..&lt;br /&gt;Bacins kan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop typing &amp;amp; get my butt out of this chair..Kwang3..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You came back with a purpose &amp; she knew right there &amp;amp; then that she won't promise you anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You came back to mend the bridge between us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You came back with thaat charming personality of yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You &amp; your silly messages,she dun't really know who she adores more..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ever,your intention was just to make her smile &amp;amp; make everything go alright.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ever,your intention was just to make her heart skip a beat,or 2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ever,your intention was just to make her realise that you cared for her,more as a friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What with her friend's approval..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She dun't know if you would stay long,for good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But,what the hell?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She appreciate what you did &amp; what you are doing right now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She really do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; for once again, thank you my hero,my cute &amp; talented berok..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for making me smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for making me laugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you for simply being there for me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You might not know but somehow she had reached a point where she starts to say &amp;amp; go, ''Hey.. Guy's ain't thaaat bad urhh''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And berok, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6389237542745039947?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6389237542745039947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6389237542745039947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6389237542745039947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6389237542745039947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-simply-dunt-get-her.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3423014243982702942</id><published>2007-02-26T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T15:30:06.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hokay pokays, aku seriusly tak leh ang common test!..&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the normal studying &amp; everything, aku TETAP tak leh ang..&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what has O's got to do with common test?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Puh-leez! stop your to-prepeare-for-your-o's crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 papers in 1 day?!&lt;br /&gt;Freaking,i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Another 2 papers the next day??!!&lt;br /&gt;Nak kasi budak2 mampos perr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Pearl Harbour shit,gawd,i swear i dunt even know what ii was talking about 3.30am today..&lt;br /&gt;Atleast,my chapter 5 is hokay pokays,thanks to Sha but i dunt think it's gonna come out in SEQ..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ouh yeah, the Reliability thingy.. Whatever happens to NOT doing it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My SS paper was suck-ish!&lt;br /&gt;Gahness..&lt;br /&gt;What's with teachers giving EXTRA chapter to study when thaat paper only pasal an arsewholic chapter 6?!&lt;br /&gt;i shall debate with berok about this SINCE he is so damn about teachers being everything good &amp;amp; angelics,teaching students... ERGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''I'm not telling you the chapters for SEQ since you guys are more matured right now. SO please study for your SS paper''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kiter students dah mature sangat kan,buat ape pegik skewl.. Buat ape dudok mcm org bodoh depan kau,dgr kau membebel psl Lee Hsien Long kaaan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers like her makes me go mad..&lt;br /&gt;Dier ingat funfair perr buat kitorang mcm gituk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACIN,I TELL YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shats happened in skewl &amp; i am not going to be involved with anything nor anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Her actions DO make me mad,but not to the extend of not talking to her.&lt;br /&gt;But,when thaat time come,when her actions are beyond my expectations,beyond my limit of patience, i shall vow not to talk to her for a day or 2 days maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's simply best to forgive &amp;amp; forget as your stubborn-ess will never bring YOU far&lt;br /&gt;*dedicated to berok &amp; Sha &amp;amp; those who are siding them*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I am bloody too su-weet for this darn world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3423014243982702942?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3423014243982702942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3423014243982702942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3423014243982702942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3423014243982702942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/hokay-pokays-aku-seriusly-tak-leh-ang.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-7778482472634287927</id><published>2007-02-25T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T01:00:53.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Urhh hokay pokays, it IS very hectic.&lt;br /&gt;What with O's &amp; friends &amp;amp; Berok.&lt;br /&gt;It's like as if im on a roller coster ride..&lt;br /&gt;One minute,im laughing my head off.&lt;br /&gt;The next minute,problems came knocking on my door..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common test,this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;It IS making my brain go extra double speed,i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;Make it triple,please!&lt;br /&gt;With frequents days that ends up till 2 am in the freaking morning.&lt;br /&gt;Thaaaat is major for someone known as Nur Liyana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to smile more often,thanks to Berok,Shab &amp; Nina !&lt;br /&gt;Even when i am stressed up to the max &amp;amp; somehow when i start thinking of him, Berok will always be there to send me silly msg-es.&lt;br /&gt;Nina with thaaat lame stories of her..&lt;br /&gt;Shab &amp; her nonsense but silly &amp;amp; funny way of talking... Like everything will sould funny biler keluar dari mulut dier..&lt;br /&gt;Berok,Nina &amp; Shab, THANK YOU KAYS&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get serious with my studies.&lt;br /&gt;A-math isn't thaat bad but boleh lah tahan teruks ehs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''That seems to be your standard ans ehs..''- Berok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's true when you said you were a hero...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You seem to have your ways of making me smile &amp; laugh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nevermind the janji-s thaat you mungkiri...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I still like your msg-es,kays berok?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are a berok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A cute &amp; talented berok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am a monkey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cutest one on earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/s : You will always be my hero.. Berok!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nyet!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-7778482472634287927?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7778482472634287927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=7778482472634287927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7778482472634287927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/7778482472634287927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/urhh-hokay-pokays-it-is-very-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-8796894395821533635</id><published>2007-02-24T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T06:09:43.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='study'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHAB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>shab</title><content type='html'>i love shab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm on the phone with her, and i'm telling her that i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh maan i have to hang up and stop telling her i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to shab, she's making me feel stress!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to euu eh shaaab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hangs up phone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nie shab. hello. n yes yana loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YANA IS IN LOVE WITH SHAB. i mean, who doesn't  right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-8796894395821533635?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8796894395821533635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=8796894395821533635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8796894395821533635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/8796894395821533635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/shab.html' title='shab'/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3559138369182057516</id><published>2007-02-19T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T21:12:35.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just came back from my so-called ''JB Holiday''...&lt;br /&gt;Apart from studying, i met my grandparents from Melake &amp; thaat is a total joy~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''You are studying during holidays?? Do you even know the meaning of hols? You should take a break!'' - Him**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kwang3...&lt;br /&gt;Reached home around 9.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;Msg-ed Nina..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; surprise surprise, sumbody &amp;amp; sumbody misses me..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ouh yeah,include another sumbody.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up quite early.&lt;br /&gt;Read the msg.&lt;br /&gt;Thaat someone was still in bed,mind you..&lt;br /&gt;Mentang2 holidays,nak lepak abis tuu cikgu..&lt;br /&gt;As usual,thaat someone never fail to make me smile when msg-ing him..&lt;br /&gt;He tried to be cheeky,really cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I told him off..&lt;br /&gt;(Belum mandi,belum ape,nak start gatal. GILER~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,his giler-ness make me smile.. So,teacher, THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3559138369182057516?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3559138369182057516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3559138369182057516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3559138369182057516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3559138369182057516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/just-came-back-from-my-so-called-jb.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-6043564695464220457</id><published>2007-02-16T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T03:42:40.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had spent my Friday with my loved ones. *winkies*&lt;br /&gt;Had to wait for Nina &amp; Izan as usual..&lt;br /&gt;Met Shab at B&amp;amp;S.&lt;br /&gt;Singgah-ing Lib for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Rogue &amp; Ryan kat tingkat atas.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to BK.&lt;br /&gt;To wait for thaat person.&lt;br /&gt;Waited around 15 mins or so.&lt;br /&gt;Tummies were drumming.&lt;br /&gt;Thaat someone appeared.&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Like REALLY shocked.&lt;br /&gt;Err, you should see the way he had dressed as a tutor.&lt;br /&gt;Dier ajar budak math ke dier ajar budak tuu main guitar?&lt;br /&gt;Hakim reached.&lt;br /&gt;Simple kiss being shared by thaat su-weet couple.&lt;br /&gt;Then,off to Horizon where i shared this little joke with that someone. =)&lt;br /&gt;Met Iylia,girls flirted with him while thaat person shook his head after see-ing our gelagats.&lt;br /&gt;Eat,joke,laugh,eat,joke,laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Thaat someone was like literally laughing his ass out layan kan kerenah kawan2 aku.&lt;br /&gt;He might be malu to be with us.&lt;br /&gt;But,the next minute,dier join ketawe jugaks.&lt;br /&gt;Straight off to TimeZone where my girls wanna play..&lt;br /&gt;Nina &amp;amp; Izan,''suweet ehs diorang''  =)&lt;br /&gt;Watched them play motor,soccer &amp; basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt get to see shab joget.&lt;br /&gt;Next time kays hunns?&lt;br /&gt;Thaat someone had to go.&lt;br /&gt;We said our goodbyes &amp;amp; took neoprints.&lt;br /&gt;Shab soon left.&lt;br /&gt;Saw the couple.&lt;br /&gt;Izan,Nina &amp; Me were very cemburu.&lt;br /&gt;DUnt blardy ask why lah ehss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ii had fun going out with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though,we didnt talk much due to certain reasons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm happy that you are there to see me really smile &amp; laugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;though,we didnt talk much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i could sense you being so protective of me when you had requested me to go see doctor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you were mad,i could see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you were pissed off with thaat particular someone who had somehow twisted my arm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what the hell, if that is the only way for me to really know that you truly care,then i dunt mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: she likes the way how his hands usually find his ways to reach hers...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she is one happy fool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-6043564695464220457?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6043564695464220457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=6043564695464220457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6043564695464220457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/6043564695464220457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-had-spent-my-friday-with-my-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-5086575155038170501</id><published>2007-02-13T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T05:06:32.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seriusly lah ehs, if i was/were supposed to be cheap,claimed by YOU, i would have seriusly give in to all your ''u,naik motor ii..'' &amp; ''u dudok kat peha i pon baik u..tak kotor''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was/were supposed to be cheap,claimed by YOU,i would have seriusly kissed you right there and then when you had hold MY wrist againsts the far*ing wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i was/were supposed to be cheap,claimed by YOU, i would have seriusly sit down with you &amp; let YOU teach me the MM sessions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST GO ROT YOURSELF IN HELL WILL YA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku dah phobia naik motor,pegang motor,DUDOK ATAS motor, THATS MY BLOODY BUSINESS.&lt;br /&gt;its not for you to sindir &amp; perli &amp;amp; make fun of it while trying to call him** to listen..&lt;br /&gt;To listen what?&lt;br /&gt;You kissing me?!&lt;br /&gt;Over my DEAD body,i tell you..&lt;br /&gt;I repeat again, OVER MY DEAD BODY!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; if your intention has and always been all along of doing something naughty,go find some other bitches who charges FREE for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dissing YOU right not &amp; then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU aren't worth my time &amp; you ARE certainly NOT worth being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO FA*K YOURSELF,BASTARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-5086575155038170501?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5086575155038170501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=5086575155038170501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5086575155038170501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/5086575155038170501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/seriusly-lah-ehs-if-i-waswere-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-791104285538339249</id><published>2007-02-12T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T08:10:45.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dunt really know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;One minute,she was using nina's phone to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;the next min, she dashed out of the cubicle in tears.&lt;br /&gt;Hokay pokays, THAAT was freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku kejar dier,talked to her inside 4e4 when she finally told me the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah macam, ''nie macam cerite hindustan... like i heard this story somewhere somehow before..WHAT THE HELL!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,dier dah bilang the whole story..&lt;br /&gt;Aku dah macam shocked giler. &amp; when i say shocked giler, i mean realie realie realie shocked giler.&lt;br /&gt;It took me off the ground, i was in a complete daze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was still like,'' urhh,did THAAT happened?. or isit just one of her joke of the day??''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back to my class, termangu-mangu.&lt;br /&gt;Diana asked me if she was okay, if i was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ans to most of her questions were,'' urhh..dier ehs?..ntah ehs..urhh...kite nga bobal psl sape nie?..urhhs,ntah ehs..''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When doing my summary was the time when IT finally sinks into my head,brain &amp; whatever that comes with it lah ehs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;That's guys new part time jobs kan..???&lt;br /&gt;Sakit kan hati pompan,buat pompan nangis???&lt;br /&gt;Takder keje haram lain kan nak buat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you lah ehs,im having 2nd thoughts of going out with him this Wed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, Liyana cursed, ''FARK YOU!''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-791104285538339249?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/791104285538339249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=791104285538339249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/791104285538339249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/791104285538339249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dunt-really-know-what-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-3976083134121238061</id><published>2007-02-09T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T08:01:08.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed!</title><content type='html'>What really happen to us being friends?&lt;br /&gt;I thought we had everything going well.&lt;br /&gt;We end each other's sentence,we joke about dumb &amp; lame stuff, we talked &amp;amp; gossiped about all the Maribs &amp; Minaribs. I thought we were close friends, i thought you were nothing more than a close friend, a big brother whom i long known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sejak biler sukekan yaNa?&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;sejak dulu tym kite bual2 mesre&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;asal sekrang baru nak bilang yaNa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;sebab sejak tu kite lost den i simpan diri i la&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You proved me wrong. You gave me quite a shocked.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't a pro in these matter..I thought you had the wrong person. I was having no experience handling these matters when it comes to guys that are not in express class or from Millenia Intstitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;You salah orang kan?.. You wanted to speak to Fasha kan.. Not me?&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;u giler ke? Sape pulak fasha nie?. I nak bobal ngan u. Liyana. Bukan Fasha.&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;Are you serious? I am Liyana or yaNa . Not Fasha or Shaz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A'ah lah u nie.. i nak cakap ngan u bukan dgn fasha atau sha atau shaz atau sape2 lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were so persistent,insisting that you like me.&lt;br /&gt;But,aren't guys suppose to act like that?&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they supposed to act as the macho-loving-man this minute &amp;amp; the villian the next minute?&lt;br /&gt;My defences were low &amp; you had the bloody advantage.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god that you didn't properly sound-ed me because i wouldn't wanna think of the what-might-happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=27851026"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=27851026&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=27851026"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=11777751&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=8541797"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=8541797&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had requested you to look at all 3 profiles, hoping that you would suddenly changed your mind and go,''Kawan u pon alright jugak ehs. I tak jadik ah sukekan u..Sorry for the mix up..''&lt;br /&gt;But,you refused to change you beliefs &amp;amp; you still held on to your views of liking me dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never had any intention to drop that topic.&lt;br /&gt;All you keep doing, was confessing your feelings..&lt;br /&gt;If there is a Best Male Actor, i am so sure i would give it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted to meet me.&lt;br /&gt;I made up 101 excuses NOT to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;''I couldn't get out of the North Zone''&lt;br /&gt;''I have a curfew''&lt;br /&gt;''My class will be ending late for ALL DAYS''&lt;br /&gt;''I will be too tired to go anywhere else''&lt;br /&gt;''I have alot of homework to do''&lt;br /&gt;''I have tuition to go to to''&lt;br /&gt;''I have plans on that particular day''&lt;br /&gt;But,all your reply was, ''Takpe, i boleh tunggu. Jangan nak dalih-dalih. I tetap nak jumpe u. Kalau Mon tak boleh,Tue. Tue tak boleh,Wed &amp; seterusnyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knew ii was going Library on Tuesday since i had told you earlier,before you telling me all these stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;ok i amek u ar&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;hah?!&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;nak amek yaNa naik aper?&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;moto&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;ar&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;i ajak u rounding2&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;nak tak ?&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;u tgl blk aner k?&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;Erm.&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;yaNa seriusly tak boleh naik motor.&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;yaNa ader ..&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;u ader aper ?&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;blang ar&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yaNa phobia lah naik motor.&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;u tgl blk aner?&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;666&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;dkt ngan mrt kan&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;cam maner tau?&lt;br /&gt;BinTANG DI syURGA says:&lt;br /&gt;i tgk map ni&lt;br /&gt;L I Y A N A says:&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i give more lame excuses, you started to say,''Jangan main2. I akan tetap pegik saner ngan motor i...&lt;br /&gt;Once &amp;amp; for all, i am meeting you. But,that's it. Both you &amp; I have different commitments.&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why i actually agreed to meet you was because;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(quoted by Faiz)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''Jumpe jerr lah. Kau anggap dier sebagai kawan. for what to worry,for what to kecoh2. Lagikpon,korang jumpe kat Library kan... Public place per tuu tempat. confirm kecoh ngan budak2 keciq''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why i'm typing this?&lt;br /&gt;My life would be a blissed if i change him to 2FILA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-3976083134121238061?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3976083134121238061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=3976083134121238061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3976083134121238061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/3976083134121238061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/screwed.html' title='Screwed!'/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-1212356505457896784</id><published>2007-02-09T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:28:41.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My girlfriend just came back today from OBS.&lt;br /&gt;What joy we had when she,herself, came down to meet us.&lt;br /&gt;Kwang3...&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 my girls very the alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day wasn't that good.&lt;br /&gt;Make it a big capital G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'' i dunt think so. its more sbb lyn tau yg lyn tk leh buat pape 2 stop deco frm going.. dt makes u angry. Nt at urself bt at god.. And u noe dat is wrong'' - 2FILA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, after 3 months ++,then i finally realised that was the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I'm screwed,i know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;''Haiz.. I knew u were gonna say dt.. Tapi lyn u ckp ngan i,hw can i help you?'' -2FILA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I badly wanted to say,to call,to msg, '' ii want you to come down right now. i want you to be with me. i need to let everything out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,you guys kenal aku.&lt;br /&gt;A girl,called, Nur Liyana,is too chickened to say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-1212356505457896784?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1212356505457896784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=1212356505457896784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1212356505457896784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/1212356505457896784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-girlfriend-just-came-back-today-from.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-4377619253395675967</id><published>2007-02-04T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:28:41.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nina tak dtg - sick&lt;br /&gt;Eezan left us - OBS&lt;br /&gt;Heera tak dtg - Sakit. Most probably SAKIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Shab &amp; Shaz. We had found a new job. I can't tell you much but ''&lt;em&gt;you masukkan $1,you dapat around $1.70 EXTRA...''&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canggih tak???.. 1 day,you get around $1.70. 1 month,around $51... Boleh beli 2 top-up cards.. OR,boleh korang sume belanje kiter 3 makan kat KFC,Macs ke or even BK..&lt;br /&gt;Cantik betuii plan aku niie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be missing iizan for this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; ouh yeah,Mas &amp;amp; Katy too..&lt;br /&gt;itu pon KALAU diorang pegiik urhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,yang aku tau sekarang,Prefects sekarang dah lagik senyap..Tak sekecoh biler ader sec 3..&lt;br /&gt;( Pats Liyana on the back*) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thank god for not being so sensitive or emotional when you came back;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I praised my self for not being so hard on myself when you leave me all over again;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm proud of myself when i know i was never in the wrong;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I aint blaming you,but who else is there to be blamed;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a request,a plea &amp; a demand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_&lt;/em&gt;yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-4377619253395675967?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4377619253395675967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=4377619253395675967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4377619253395675967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4377619253395675967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/nina-tak-dtg-sick-eezan-left-us-obs.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-241878519422072595</id><published>2007-02-03T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T22:43:19.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CONVOS~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>''Liyana urhh..? Can i call you Lyn instead?'' - Ezzati&lt;br /&gt;"No..No..No.. Tak sedap panggil Lyn..Org yang tak tentu pasal jer yang panggil Lyn''- Me ( while giving the most lame-st smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my dad's reunion BBQ party at East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;Met a new friend. A new girl in my life. Her adeq was cute. =)&lt;br /&gt;Bobal-bobal,i found out that she too will be sitting for her o's this year..&lt;br /&gt;We had to play the Tug -of - War game ..&lt;br /&gt;I won !!.. As in,my group WON!..&lt;br /&gt;Punyer lerr happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on top of the rocks.. Nearest to the sea. It was refreshing. I DID cleared up my mind for once,just sitting there,think nothing of o levels. think nuthing of him*. Absolutely nuthing.&lt;br /&gt;Duduk-duduk,buang mase,dengar MP3.. Just doing nothing for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nina's Bday Party pulaks. Reached there quite late,thanks to someone who bloody-ly refused to go. Alhamdullilah,sampai jugak aku kat saner.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt had a long talk with Nina.&lt;br /&gt;She was kinda busy.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Cicak,Ilah,Ifah &amp; Cahmi.&lt;br /&gt;Pon nampak Nenek &amp;amp; Mama..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; my girls,Rahmat &amp;amp; Co...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepak2,mama bobal ngan ibu.. Chinese friends came.&lt;br /&gt;KECOH when parents started to sound the anak-anaks..&lt;br /&gt;Lagi2 ngan Fasha's mum..&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho..&lt;br /&gt;My dad was superbly shocked when he saw the kecoh-ness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fasha nyer side,selalu kecoh ke?"-Dad (with THAT look on his face)&lt;br /&gt;"A'ah. Asal?"- Me ( trying hard to look so iinocent.Eksyen tak tau pulaks aku niie. HEHS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kak, dier tu boleh tahan ehs.." - FAIZ&lt;br /&gt;"A'ah lah... Tengok ah tu sapernyer adeq kan.. - ME&lt;br /&gt;"Muke pon ader. tapi,kurus dok.. - FAIZ&lt;br /&gt;" Tu yang buat kakak cair tuu.. - ME&lt;br /&gt;''Dier masih single tak? -FAIZ&lt;br /&gt;" Ntah ehs,dengar2, dier nga tackle orang. Apehal? - ME&lt;br /&gt;"Ingatkan nak tackle.. - FAIZ&lt;br /&gt;"Kau nak tackle si Zabuza buat aper siak?!!! - ME&lt;br /&gt;"Hurh? Zabuza..? BUKANLAH!.. Adeq Nina yang 3rd tuu.. Ilah..- FAIZ&lt;br /&gt;"Kirekan,all this while,daripade tadi,we have been talking about 2 diferent people..?- ME&lt;br /&gt;"Kakak nga bobal pasal saper? - FAIZ&lt;br /&gt;"Zabuza lah.. Kau bobal psl Ilah.- ME&lt;br /&gt;" TERROR ! - FAIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.. So,people,next time..Use names when nak start convo.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" So,kau celebrate tak?" - Rai&lt;br /&gt;"Celebrate aper? Birthday,aku celebrate.." - Me&lt;br /&gt;"Bukan bday lah. Valentine's Day" - Rai&lt;br /&gt;" Erm.. Tak lah.. Not my forte. - Me&lt;br /&gt;"Not my forte konon. Takkan si ffila tu tak buat ape2..? - Rai&lt;br /&gt;"Camner kau boleh tau siak?! - Me&lt;br /&gt;"Your messages." - Rai&lt;br /&gt;"You read my messages?! - Me.&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah" - Rai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot ehs! &amp; i stoopidly thought i was exclusively entitled to privacy.&lt;br /&gt;Shuck-ness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I won't lose anything just by saying this 3 words.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-241878519422072595?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/241878519422072595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=241878519422072595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/241878519422072595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/241878519422072595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/liyana-urhh.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-4153964644501579279</id><published>2007-02-02T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T05:49:33.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st of all,i had to use the new blogger..&lt;br /&gt;I know,of all things kan,WHAT THE HELL?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day didnt start out well..&lt;br /&gt;Actually it diidnt start out well since the night before yest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman : Kepale p*ki u ah ehs, u ingat u maner nyer f*ck besar.! C*ba* ah u.. u dah mainkan perasaan ii.. Go &amp; f*ck urself ah minah. B*bi . S*al. Mother F*cker ( &amp;amp; the list actually goes on.. New words like p*ki paki c*tot...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : You dah habis maki ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman : Nie sume pasal budak relief teacher tu kan.&lt;br /&gt;( &amp; before he goes on cursing him*,i had interrupted.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Jangan nak start maki hamun dier ehs. He has got nothing to do with us. Leave him out of this &amp; i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superman : Stop defending HIM!. yaNa bobal macam dier nak yaNa jer... Go f*ck himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double Ouchchchchchchchch WITH  a capital "O"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Thus, those cursings ended my night. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning,&lt;br /&gt;cursed by my own bestie.&lt;br /&gt;But,not entirely her fault.&lt;br /&gt;I mean,if she was in eezan's &amp; mine places,i believed she would do the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;But to the extent of getting a free cursing,MAJOR sey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to do the final touches of her** prezzie..&lt;br /&gt;Tough sia,if she dunt appreciate it...&lt;br /&gt;One word = W-A-S-T-E-D ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i defended you yet you are nowhere to be found. Thanks alot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-4153964644501579279?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4153964644501579279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=4153964644501579279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4153964644501579279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/4153964644501579279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/02/1st-of-alli-had-to-use-new-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-117023467045087809</id><published>2007-01-31T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:11:18.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Janjiku&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/A58BMMzxQNc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/A58BMMzxQNc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-117023467045087809?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/117023467045087809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=117023467045087809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/117023467045087809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/117023467045087809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/01/janjiku.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-117023467216826665</id><published>2007-01-31T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T01:11:12.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Janjiku -- SOFAZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berulang kali ku mencuba memujuk dirimu cuba menjernihkan…&lt;br /&gt;Pertelingkahan antara kita berdua…&lt;br /&gt;Kau hilang dan terus membisu beginikah cara kau menghukum aku…&lt;br /&gt;Atas kesilapanku menduakan dirimu…&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan aku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak terlintas difikiranku melukai kamu permainkan cinta&lt;br /&gt;Yang telah kau berikan sepenuhnya padaku..&lt;br /&gt;Tiada dua atau tiga pengganti dirimu pada kau yang satu&lt;br /&gt;Ku abadikan cinta selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Hanya padamu kekasihku…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukakanlah pintu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku kembali padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Ku sesalkan perbuatan ku ini&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan berulang lagi ku janji…&lt;br /&gt;Terimalah ku kembali kasih…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biarpun ribut melanda namun tetap aku berdiri menunggu&lt;br /&gt;Agar terbukti janjiku padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Tidakkah terdetik hatimu untuk memaafkan kesalahan aku&lt;br /&gt;Berikan peluang sekali lagi…&lt;br /&gt;Hanya ku pinta…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukakanlah pintu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku kembali padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Ku sesalkan perbuatan ku ini&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan berulang lagi ku janji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bukakanlah pintu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku kembali padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Ku sesalkan)&lt;br /&gt;Bukakanlah pintu hatimu&lt;br /&gt;Izinkan aku kembali padamu…&lt;br /&gt;Ku sesalkan perbuatan ku ini&lt;br /&gt;Tak akan berulang lagi ku janji…&lt;br /&gt;Terimalah ku kembali kasih…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very meaningful for me. It relates to what he* might be feeling now. I tried to be not so hard and ego at times,but that really matters when he* deserves it or not.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in giving people another chance,since people tend to make mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;I try not to hate people.&lt;br /&gt;I try not to despise people.&lt;br /&gt;I try to dislike people.&lt;br /&gt;Don't they mean all the same thing.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There,you go again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's happening once more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You and your disappearing acts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you claimed your feelings had never changed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So,where were you when i had missed you most.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When i need a listening ear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouh yeah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I forgot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have classes to teach.You have tuitions to give.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But,dun't you ever think of her* for awhile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just a teeny meeny minute.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have expected it too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A fool,an idiotic fool,that's her*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who still believes that there might be something to save,in the end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;_&lt;/em&gt;yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-117023467216826665?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/117023467216826665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=117023467216826665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/117023467216826665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/117023467216826665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/01/janjiku-sofaz-berulang-kali-ku-mencuba.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20722061.post-117016209479141643</id><published>2007-01-30T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T05:01:37.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You came back with a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't promising anything,then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came back with high hopes.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came back with those charm of yours.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know if it was for real,then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,now i know.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you,when you aren't msg-ing me.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you,when you say,''ok'' to when i had expected more.&lt;br /&gt;I love it,when you speak in malay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Asal,bahase melayu i mempesonakan ke?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,now i know.&lt;br /&gt;You are my one and only special friend.&lt;br /&gt;Whom i can relate to anytime i want.&lt;br /&gt;How childish &amp; uptight i can get when you had supported the Msians,you still give up and simply say,''Lyn,you menang!''&lt;br /&gt;How nonsense a girl called Liyana can get,you still layan and waste your sms-es on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were sorry for what you had done to me in the past.&lt;br /&gt;You regret what you had done to me.&lt;br /&gt;I have already long lost forgiven you.&lt;br /&gt;But,i wasn't ready to accept you as a mere friend or even a special friend,then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To: A relief teacher who is curently waiting for his results who also happens to be my dad's friend's son&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;From: A girl who wasn't appreciative enough to accept you once more in her life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have said my piece,why not you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After o's you said, then after o's it shall be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_yaNadarlZ_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20722061-117016209479141643?l=wildbabeyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/feeds/117016209479141643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20722061&amp;postID=117016209479141643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/117016209479141643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20722061/posts/default/117016209479141643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildbabeyana.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-came-back-with-purpose.html' title=''/><author><name>feminine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17212321102415261739</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
