<?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-23589412</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:37:29.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115761103578272206</id><published>2006-09-07T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:44:27.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO EVERYBODY!!!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not updating for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, i went to singapore idol yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;weeeee~!&lt;br /&gt;went with all my schmates.&lt;br /&gt;it was cool and fun.&lt;br /&gt;took pictures .&lt;br /&gt;and oh, besides that, i went shopping on a monday at tampines with my bestie.&lt;br /&gt;bought a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;but it was cool and fun like hell.&lt;br /&gt;i love every single thing that i've bought except the pants.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna wear it again!&lt;br /&gt;okaey.. uhm, so..&lt;br /&gt;here are the pics..&lt;br /&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2005(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2005%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2006(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2006%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2007(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2007%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2008(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2008%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2009(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2009%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2010(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2010%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/CIMG1751%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/CIMG1751%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/CIMG1715.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/CIMG1715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaey fuck. &lt;br /&gt;so, i will post more pics. &lt;br /&gt;TMR. &lt;br /&gt;stupid blogger. &lt;br /&gt;bye all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115761103578272206?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115761103578272206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115761103578272206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115761103578272206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115761103578272206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-everybody-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115712518800443839</id><published>2006-09-01T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T23:40:46.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna update! (i sound so hyped up huh?)&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;so, ferst and foremost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 20TH TO MY SYSTER; SABRINA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;; wish you all the best in everything you do and hope that after you get married by the end of next year, i can get a niece or nephew after the following year. im looking forward!! hahahaa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, we went to town to celebrate her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;and since, &lt;strong&gt;IDAHCHIX&lt;/strong&gt; wanna look at my pictures..&lt;br /&gt;here it is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/CIMG1692.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/CIMG1692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/CIMG1697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/CIMG1697.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/CIMG1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/CIMG1700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/CIMG1706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/CIMG1706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;ahaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;we had fun yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;of course!&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. and today..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go anywhere except to.. LOT 1. (that's the most boring place of all. )&lt;br /&gt;went there with hanah, my bestie.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing else but just chill out and talked crap.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;planned to go suntec to collect my cheque but my boss didn't turn up at last.&lt;br /&gt;-.-'&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, i gotta upload videos to my class blog. (im becoming more and more busy to just entertain those kids!)&lt;br /&gt;haaa. and yea, to hanah, adam &amp; chels; &lt;em&gt;have fun tmr! too bad i can't follow. take lots of pictures okaey. but try not to make me jealous. maybe we can go sentosa together some other time. heeeks. hearts!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodle doodle doo! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115712518800443839?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115712518800443839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115712518800443839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115712518800443839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115712518800443839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-all-i-wanna-update-i-sound-so.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115701036596007766</id><published>2006-08-31T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T15:46:05.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;im now at home feeling all bored and clueless. (don't ask me why but it's about someone.)&lt;br /&gt;my mum didn't meet my teacher just now.&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;anws, did i tell you that i quarelled with my malay teacher?&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't at all expected!&lt;br /&gt;i shouted at her and all. (that was my first time in my life i shouted at a teacher!)&lt;br /&gt;but then, in the end, i guess she understood me after all the crying and all.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i may be deleting my friendster account and sticking to myspace account.&lt;br /&gt;it's much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;heeheee.&lt;br /&gt;and i guess friendster is getting lamer and lamer&lt;em&gt;er&lt;/em&gt; every day!&lt;br /&gt;yup yup, i don't receive new testimonials nor friend requests so yea..&lt;br /&gt;besides, too many &lt;em&gt;'mats' laa! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i forget, did i tell you that my syster's fiance bought HER a UZAP?&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;it's freaking cool and fun!&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;i tried it yesterday and after trying, my body felt light!&lt;br /&gt;cool aye?&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;another thing, here's a picture of my class blog, made by me!&lt;br /&gt;tell me how do you guys think about it. (good! not bad of course.)&lt;br /&gt;and all right! that's all folks!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/3E2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/3E2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115701036596007766?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115701036596007766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115701036596007766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115701036596007766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115701036596007766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-all-im-now-at-home-feeling-all.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115694882646496289</id><published>2006-08-30T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T22:40:29.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL.&lt;br /&gt;i just came back.&lt;br /&gt;from where i hear?&lt;br /&gt;ohhs, from tampines as well as the airport.&lt;br /&gt;accompanied my elder syster to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't wanna tell why. (it's not important and besides, there'll be some busybody who'll spread this news to the world! my blog's not secure anymore..)&lt;br /&gt;and after that, went to tampines mall.&lt;br /&gt;my syster bought some new threads from MANGO. (hey! their threads are improving and looking more cool.. )&lt;br /&gt;she spent 80 bucks, close to 90.&lt;br /&gt;and actually, she wanted to buy a bag but then, she refused after the second thought.&lt;br /&gt;uhm, after that, went to mcdonald's.&lt;br /&gt;ate, smoke and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;met my baby and syster went to meet her fiance.&lt;br /&gt;and blahh blahh bluhh. (i don't wish to just be long winded!)&lt;br /&gt;went back and taaadaaaa! here i am..&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i am on two days MC.&lt;br /&gt;wooohooo!&lt;br /&gt;i am tremendously happy because i get to really rest.&lt;br /&gt;my neck is now giving me problems and it hurts so much that i can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;i sort of quarelled with my baby.&lt;br /&gt;haisss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate it when this happens.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just don't wish to happen over and over again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im tired. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haisss&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;that's all.&lt;br /&gt;okaey bye! &lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115694882646496289?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115694882646496289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115694882646496289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115694882646496289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115694882646496289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-all_30.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115669126481895934</id><published>2006-08-27T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:07:45.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;once again.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello all.&lt;br /&gt;im here to blog again.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea yea, i read ROSIE DUNNE book and it made me wanna cry and come to my senses. (eventhough it was already my third time reading it!)&lt;br /&gt;okaey so, that doesn't seem so important did it?&lt;br /&gt;haaaah.&lt;br /&gt;i am currently suffering from mental boredom disorder. (besides being tired and all..)&lt;br /&gt;i am just too exhausted and too lazy to move.&lt;br /&gt;i feeeeeeeeeeel like going to bed straight away.&lt;br /&gt;oh, too bad, i can't cos i need to finish my bloody homework or the bitch'll come after me with some mad cow disease or something.&lt;br /&gt;she's really getting on my nerves as days passed.&lt;br /&gt;did i tell you my parent teachers meeting is on wednesday?&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is.&lt;br /&gt;and apparently, i don't think my parents would wanna show their faces to my bloody teachers and so do i.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like its unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;just a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;why would you wanna meet up with my parents and make life difficult for me?&lt;br /&gt;oh goodness.&lt;br /&gt;btw, last saturday, i met my &lt;em&gt;darling honey love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we chilled out.&lt;br /&gt;i missed him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;especially that hot sexy &lt;em&gt;(skinny!)&lt;/em&gt; bod.&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that i didnt meet him for two weeks already, i felt like i was in love all over again.&lt;br /&gt;which was very pleasant indeed.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can meet him tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;heeeheeeee.&lt;br /&gt;hanah asked me out just now and asked me whether i was free for saturday cos her mum wanna bring us to sentosa. &lt;em&gt;(god! i sound like a kid!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately dear bestie, im working!&lt;br /&gt;nyeeheeee.&lt;br /&gt;sorry. but somehow, we still have our movie and karaoke-ing plans isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;currently, hanah and me seems to be very very engaged in OUR own activites.&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong, we just miss going out with each other lately.&lt;br /&gt;it's just that we've been TOO busy with guys and all the shits. &lt;em&gt;(and dearest bf, my time is never wasted when i was with you. only when you start making me mad and when you talk about gadgets. other than that, i wished it never ends.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, its PAYBACK TIME!&lt;br /&gt;haahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have a hell of a good time&lt;em&gt;. (and hell of good results to scare my parents off me&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, good night all.&lt;br /&gt;wish you guys would have a happy day tomorrow&lt;em&gt;. (not to mention its actually a monday tomorrow!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115669126481895934?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115669126481895934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115669126481895934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115669126481895934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115669126481895934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115650364189284304</id><published>2006-08-25T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T19:00:41.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO AUNTIES, UNCLES, GRANDMA, GRANDADS &lt;em&gt;AND TO WHOEVER WHO IS READING MY RANT. HEEEHEEE. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now currently at my mum's working place, feeling all frustrated plus a bit happy as well as worried.&lt;br /&gt;ohh goodness.&lt;br /&gt;first thing's first..&lt;br /&gt;things hasn't been going on so smoothly as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;school? dun ask. it sucks big time like hell.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt attend school today as i was too exhausted of hanging out with my elder syster yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i'll fill you guys in; we went town. hang out till 10.30 and got back at around 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;strong&gt;real &lt;/strong&gt;fun. &lt;em&gt;like finally.. &lt;/em&gt;after weeks and days and months without proper laughter.&lt;br /&gt;heeeheee.&lt;br /&gt;okaey enough of it already.&lt;br /&gt;and because of today.. my stupid little assholic teacher called my MUM.&lt;br /&gt;of all people and time!&lt;br /&gt;i really feel like strangling her.&lt;br /&gt;ughh.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i've started mugging for my EOY.&lt;br /&gt;geography especially. &lt;em&gt;(ahh, you know i sucked at it.) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, that's the main reason i have to really study.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be stucked in secondary 3 forever!&lt;br /&gt;sec 3 life just suck.&lt;br /&gt;and so will it be for sec 4.&lt;br /&gt;but who the hell cares.&lt;br /&gt;enough of school already.&lt;br /&gt;my boyfriend wants to meet me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;oh what shit.&lt;br /&gt;im suppossed to meet him NEXT week but what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i don't wanna meet him but my pocket's freaking dry at the moment!!&lt;br /&gt;ohh shitness.&lt;br /&gt;i just don't like it when this happens.&lt;br /&gt;and also, my weight!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm becoming more and more fatter.&lt;br /&gt;haisss.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, i just don't care because it's me and i whatever it is, i'm not trying&lt;br /&gt;to get attention all on me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to!&lt;br /&gt;i don't want things to be like before where all the jerks would disturb me.&lt;br /&gt;i already have a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;and in any case, im not interested to break up with him and find a new one.&lt;br /&gt;it's just so tiring and such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;and to my dearest boyfriend;&lt;br /&gt;do get ready to get a lot of drool and sloppy kisses from me because,&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU LIKE HELL!&lt;br /&gt;heeeheee.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna hug that boy and make him suffocate.&lt;br /&gt;nyeeheee.&lt;br /&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;im experiencing the ultimate surfing hell from home.&lt;br /&gt;it's really frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't connect to the internet no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;fuck them.&lt;br /&gt;oh i guess, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye all.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115650364189284304?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115616912641358851</id><published>2006-08-21T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:05:27.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO AUNTIES AND UNCLES!&lt;br /&gt;im back for updates.&lt;br /&gt;okaey okaey.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to tell all of you..&lt;br /&gt;i watched click a few weeks ago and cried!!&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;it really touched my heart laa.&lt;br /&gt;but other than that, i laughed a lot. nice one.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, i watched &lt;strong&gt;ghost game&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;one hell of a freaky movie sia!&lt;br /&gt;very scary!&lt;br /&gt;hoho.&lt;br /&gt;not recommended for the faint hearted.&lt;br /&gt;but nice laa.&lt;br /&gt;it's a thai movie so i thot it wud ended up like DORM or smth.&lt;br /&gt;but, it's totally not.&lt;br /&gt;uhh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;and yea, me and my bestie kept shouting.&lt;br /&gt;we were the only two who made a lot of noise.&lt;br /&gt;the two of us sounded more like 5.&lt;br /&gt;heeeheee.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch the &lt;em&gt;breakup&lt;/em&gt; laa.&lt;br /&gt;it looks sort of cool.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;even my elder syster wanna watch it.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i dunnoe when the hell i could ever watch it when i don't even have the time to.&lt;br /&gt;ohh ohh! i can't wait for 14 days to pass by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;i can meet my bf by then.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i will not meet him for the next two weeks so its a total of 3 weeks of not meeting each other.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. whatever laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;khairul, inoeyoudon'tcare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, bbye all!&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115601618314960065</id><published>2006-08-20T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T03:36:23.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;this goes out to all boyfriends. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a grrl and a boy have been together for a few years. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy loved the grrl so much eventhough her attitude stinks.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they used to spend a lot of time together. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grrl wasn't in love with him at first but she did eventually after hardwork attempts he made to win her heart.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't tell him she loved him but she discreetly showed.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, as time passed , his days got even more hectic. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he became very busy till he had no time to call her. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grrl felt very neglected. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to give up but her love for him was too strong to even break it up.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she started crying, day and night.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they did somehow talk everyday but only for less than an hour a day. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't like before where she could talk all night and day to him.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thought that he didnt love her anymore.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, she started doing stupid things without the boy's knowledge.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she started smoking and drinking heavily till she got sick.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday, she would cough hard. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when asked by him, she would just say that she's a bit sick and he would ask no further.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it continued as a routine soon after. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it eventually turned out that she had lung cancer.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was admitted to the hospital as it was already at the fatal stage. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didnt tell him about her, being admitted to the hospital.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week passed by and they did not contact each other.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, upon seeinig her condition, her bestfriend decided to call her bf up to tell him what was happening to her despite several reminders about not to tell her condition to him.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing what happened, he rushed to the hospital.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when he saw her suffering, he cried. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why did you not inform me about this?" he said, sobbing.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i didnt wanna make you worry and disturb you. you were just too busy, so that was why i took the decision not to tell you," she said as tears rolled down her cheeks.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but why? don't you know that i still love you?"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but you never did show for these last few months.." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i did but i just couldn't really show it to you as i was too busy."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes i know..."&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"im so sorry baby.. let's just start it all over again.. i swear i will spend more time with you and i'll do anything you want.. "&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, the nurses and doctors came. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had to take her away for an operation.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, he really cried.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she lay weak as they slowly transferred her to another bed as they started pushing her away. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he followed her bed.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i love you and i'll wait for you.. " he said as he kissed her cheeks.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i love you too baby.." she said smiling whilst crying.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sat near the operation theatre.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had a flash back of their memories spent together. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he felt remorseful and how he wished he could turn back time.. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few hours has passed. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the doctors came out and they shook their heads.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he cried like a boy who has lost his own parents..&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he couldn't believe it but it was all fated... &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just couldn't turn back time.. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the end. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;"cherish her before it's too late."&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;b&gt;wrtitten by ; ME.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115589224783611485</id><published>2006-08-18T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T17:10:47.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i feel sad these few days. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't know what's happening to him as well. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't feel good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;our relationship seems rocky. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what should i do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baby seems to be in his own world lately. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he doesn't call or sms me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he only calls at night or when he has nothing to do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he doesn't let me meet him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;reason is, he has plans with his friends or he is tired. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when he's with his friends, he's never tired. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's so hyper.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's not that i don't like him being with his friends all the time but at least, just spare some thought for me please.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dun ask for much.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it gets worse sometimes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't think he needs me anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and i think i'm not going to meet him for about 2 weeks to 1 month. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know it's kinda long but i can't do anything. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if he doesnt wish to meet me then, i can't force him to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love him with all my heart but he doesn't seem to care. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not blaming him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;neither am i saying he's right. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel miserable. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's like my part-time boyfriend only. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is not what i pictured my perfect relationship with him to be. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiss. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;help me. &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115589224783611485?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115589224783611485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115589224783611485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115589224783611485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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paper but not chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;bluek bluek.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, my POA paper was A-okaey.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to do it with the help of my POA teacher.&lt;br /&gt;as in, he explained to me how to deal with depreciation questions when i was having my free period.&lt;br /&gt;ohh god, how am i going to cope with EOY papers?&lt;br /&gt;i just have to persevere i guess.&lt;br /&gt;im so tired these few days.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, did i tell you that my co-form teacher is such an extra as well as an asshole?&lt;br /&gt;k.po siaa.&lt;br /&gt;haiyoo.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like smacking her to the drain and make her die.&lt;br /&gt;i much prefer my form teacher.&lt;br /&gt;eventhough he's an asshole and a disgusting person as well, he understands us well.&lt;br /&gt;my school has been preparing for teachers' day.&lt;br /&gt;i dun feel like celebrating it already.&lt;br /&gt;last time, during my primary school days, i used to organise surprise partys for the class.&lt;br /&gt;all went well of course.&lt;br /&gt;but now, it's so shitty.&lt;br /&gt;bluek bluek.&lt;br /&gt;we can't really organise such stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;all because the teachers dun like it and the class won't cooperate.&lt;br /&gt;ohh, my class is so stingy.&lt;br /&gt;yeapyeap.&lt;br /&gt;so nonsensical.&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, i still love my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;maybe the teachers do deserve our shitty behaviours because they're all like shit as well.&lt;br /&gt;maybe not all, SOME.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, i got to go.&lt;br /&gt;i have assignments to finish.&lt;br /&gt;heeee.&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;have a good night everybody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115582559368346954?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115582559368346954/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ANOTHER NEW SKIN! I NEED COMMENTS! ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115573760266590914?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115573760266590914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115573760266590914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115573760266590914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115573760266590914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/another-new-skin-i-need-comments.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115556822256384352</id><published>2006-08-14T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T23:10:22.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO ALL.&lt;br /&gt;im freaking stressed.&lt;br /&gt;haiss. so yeap yeap, let  me tell you what i did on saturday and sunday..&lt;br /&gt;saturday, went out at 9 to meet baby at tampines.&lt;br /&gt;waited for him for two whole hours.&lt;br /&gt;*he's forever slow. bluek bluek.&lt;br /&gt;uhmm, then i met him under a void deck.&lt;br /&gt;sat around and then he suggested we go to his house.&lt;br /&gt;his mum was at home. after sitting for a while, his dad came home.&lt;br /&gt;was kinda scared of his dad. *scary okaey his dad!&lt;br /&gt;then, sani came. baby wanted to buy a new computer that day. ugh. -that asshole.&lt;br /&gt; oh yea, i got LANCOME's mascara and moisturiser from his mum. heehee. ((:&lt;br /&gt;i fought with him that day.. because of some stupid grrls. whatever laa.&lt;br /&gt;at 4, went to work. was late for 10 mins.  mwahaa.&lt;br /&gt;okaey, so sunday.. i was late for work for 55 mins.&lt;br /&gt;i was too tired so thats why i overslept.&lt;br /&gt;went back at 4.&lt;br /&gt;took 190 from cityhall and at 5, met my parents at bukit panjang.&lt;br /&gt;went to kallang  to eat soup. heeheee.&lt;br /&gt;and then, went to aljunied to pay bills..&lt;br /&gt;after that, we ate AGAIN at marine cove.&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;then, we fetched my elder syster at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;she  works there. after that, EVERYTHING ENDED!&lt;br /&gt;monday.. today.. boring like hell. i slept and slept and slept.&lt;br /&gt;heehoo. okaey laa, need to study for common test. ((:&lt;br /&gt;okaeybye ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115556822256384352?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115556822256384352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115556822256384352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115556822256384352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115556822256384352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-all.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115521840153730233</id><published>2006-08-10T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T22:00:17.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im back for updates!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have pictures to show but i'll show maybe later or tomorrow instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to watch the stupid and SHORT fireworks yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was okaey. i went with my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yea, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 41st BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;singapore's age and my mum's almost the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yeaaa... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have a big NEWS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;somebody has got a crush on my bf despite knwing he has a gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its very funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ookaey. i dunnoe what else to do now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE ALL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorryfortheverylameentry!hahahhhaha.&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/23589412-115521840153730233?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115521840153730233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115521840153730233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115521840153730233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115521840153730233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-peopleim-back-for-updatesi-have.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115503236861664700</id><published>2006-08-08T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:19:28.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO PEOPLE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am currently feeling super fucking bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yea yea, i saw at someone's blog about EMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as in, people in the tagboard, talking about EMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;discriminating one another about who knows more about EMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HHAAHHAHAHAHAHAA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;freaking childish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel that these people, the owner, as well as the taggers are all poseurs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so what's up with me, i hear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohhs, i'm just informing all of you that you guys just can't be fucking emo cause you fucking can't and you can never fucking will. HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im mean. actually, this post/words are meant for this particular blog whose owner, is one hell of a big fucking poseur. hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaey. stop it atikah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess you posuers who love being EMO and all should really do some self-reflection and go ahead, do some searching about EMO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bluekk. *gags and pukes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, im back again for my &lt;em&gt;oh-so-boring&lt;/em&gt; updates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nyaahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today isn't a school day for me as im super freaking lazy to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yea yea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have to tell you guys about yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the story; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my boyfriend went out with wan(bigberd), sani &amp; another wan, who is the birthday boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they went to bedok and got drunk at a neary streetsoccer place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;first thing's first; im mad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;why?; bf didn't inform me that he wanted to drink. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaey, continue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then, bf got drunk real badly till sani had to piggy back him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-'!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then in the bus, i called him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he scolded me for nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;suspect?; he dun behave that way if he isnt drunk. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when he reached home, he called me and during our conversation, i was being called 'sial' for being concerned about him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what happened next?; i cried! im sucha crybaby! but i wudnt cry if i didnt love him so much&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so, i called sani and he explained everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still i was disappointed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't like guys who drinks and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i accept smoking but not really drinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss my bf still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BBYE ALL! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115503236861664700?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115503236861664700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115503236861664700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115503236861664700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115503236861664700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115495399881853675</id><published>2006-08-07T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:51:53.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow, it's just two days that i haven't been updating and i've received so many tags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you all, for your time to tag me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so what have i been up to for the last two days? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, on saturday, i met baby before work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as usual, at tampines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sat around and stuffs and we met up with sani and hanafi, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;both baby's friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went to work at 2 and baby went to hanafi's girlfriend's birthday party with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at 8, he came over to my workplace before going esplanade to catch the fireworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyone went?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, he came to collect chocolates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was with hanafi&amp;his girlfriend, as well as sani. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hanafi's girlfriend was shorter than me, and was 17 years old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she didn't smile at all to me although i kept smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. but it's okay though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then, hanah came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chatted and at 9.30, i closed the shop and went to meet my parents as well as the slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;poke, kikyn. we sent hanah to her mum's workplace as her mum wanted to send&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her to a 24 hour clinic. her eyes was giving her problems and i pity her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, we went to eat at west coast after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and soon after, we went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;called baby and slept. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went to work as usual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a little tiff with baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanted to meet him after work but he was too busy with his friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i got furios that i burst out crying while i was at fish&amp;amp;co, ordering my takeaway dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sani talked to me as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i explained my situation to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i said, in a week, i only get to spend about 2 to 3 hours out of his 168 hours in a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't meet him like before and how i wish things wouldn't be like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss him a lot despite the saturday meet up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i said something like, "maybe what wan said was true. we are drifting apart."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and for that, baby scolded me and cursed wan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was shocked to hear that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was asking sani and all about who told wan about us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after a few minutes, i told baby that it's okay, i'll be meeting hanah instead but i actually ended up going home after work. heeeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was too tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TODAY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didn't go school and i'll probably won't go for tomorrow's too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now, i have to head to chua chu kang to meet hanah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she suffering from a heartbreak and she's gone missing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what's happening to my bestie. hope she's fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate a jerk called alfian. fuckyouforbreakingmybestie'sheart. suchaplayer.&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/23589412-115495399881853675?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115495399881853675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115495399881853675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115495399881853675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115495399881853675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-allwow-its-just-two-days-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115469019986188410</id><published>2006-08-04T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T19:16:39.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;a heartwell ending - if looks could kill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO humans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just got up from my nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im very tired man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yea, i came to school straight this week!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh godd, its been a long time since i've done this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i so love it! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;huuhhuu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im supposed to go for the national day reahearsal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as in, my school's rehearsal. i have to join preena and all but i was totally tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry babes. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i went shopping yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to topshop only. spent 280..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh.. i got to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bbye all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115469019986188410?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115469019986188410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115469019986188410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115469019986188410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115469019986188410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/heartwell-ending-if-looks-could-kill.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115451313043853784</id><published>2006-08-02T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T18:05:30.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLO ALLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am currently at my mummy's workplace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had to help her take over the shop while she attends to some stuffs at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually, i thought of sleeping at home but unfortunately, mum called and she asked me to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come over quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so damn exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;luckily, i brought my homework along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nowadays, i tend to do my homework and hand them on time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just don't want my co-form teacher to keep bugging me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;speaking of which, my mum had to actually meet both my form and co-form teachers but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fortunately, my form teacher's going away for a month and i guess he'll forget about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sooner or later. besides, i've been to school regularly these few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. and im happy. except for geography. i don't know why, among all subjects, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't tolerate geography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;although the teacher is FUN, i can't help it. guess it's just too long winded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh by the way, school was okaye just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, but, but..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i quarelled with some tamil students. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wasn't being racist and all but i was just defending my other chinese and tamil friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i came along and asked them what's wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one of my tamil friends was already teary-eyed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, this tamil girl was shouting at the top of her lungs and she said, "chinese like &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shit and malay 'pundek' sia!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaye, so i had to tell her back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i mean, what's up with her? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i said something like, whose the 'pundek' now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you or us? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the term is commonly used for indians. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry for any tamils who is reading my blog right now but i just think that, that tamil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;girl was just making a fool out of herself and bringing herself down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's real stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like come on, we're singaporeans and we're living in a multi-racial country and yet &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you say such things just to defend a tamil girl who comes from malaysia and whose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;attitude stinks like a motherfucker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're real stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope it gets back to you in the face someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh, enough of this politics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have a great news to share with all of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i did my oral presentation and it was about my web layouts and all my edited pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got 9/10 for it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so freaking happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaye, so enough of that also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about the frustration?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im glad i could talk it out with my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least she understood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115451313043853784?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115451313043853784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115451313043853784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115451313043853784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115451313043853784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-alls.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115443594475429104</id><published>2006-08-01T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T20:39:04.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEYS ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been very furstrated these few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mom and dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh godd, im so sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaye, so let me begin with my mum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MUM;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whenever my dad pours out his anger to her, she'll scold me back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fair? nahh-uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now, as i was about to have a POA test, she called me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she asked me where i was and stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i told her my prepaid was left with just a few cents and she didn't &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe me. haiss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and during my test, i looked at her message and i was totally shocked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she wanted me to quite my job and said that i've changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and from there, i couldn't even concentrate on my test. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i FLUNKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when i told her that she was the cause, she scolded me on the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;phone and hung up soon after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DAD;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's the cause of all mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALWAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he doesn't trust me and still thinks that im a 10 year-old kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously, i feel like strangling him at times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he may be a nice man but when he gets on my nerves, i feel like calling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;him a monster or gremlin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh my godd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;)):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wells, lets stop this mum and dad talk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how's school today? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fine. i slept behind my book for maths. heeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my teacher only woked me up when it was almost 5 minutes to my lunch break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about the POA test? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im lucky that my teacher gave me a chance to sit for another one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coolness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaye, enough of school talks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have a lot of homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now, my boyfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh godd, he getting busier like me and we're uncontrollable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodness gracious me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't know what else to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i  get very sleepy these days and i can't really talk to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i should really give him some time and not call him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let him enjoy with his friends and work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what can i do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't control his life anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaye, no more bragging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stayy happy all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TC! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115443594475429104?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115443594475429104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115443594475429104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115443594475429104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115443594475429104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/08/heys-all.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115427240290644349</id><published>2006-07-30T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T23:13:22.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello sweetest things on earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just got back from work actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and im very super duper tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, how do you guys think of my skin? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, im kinda in a bad mood right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just had a dispute with my mom and dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yeap yeap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you guys must be wondering where i've been and stuffs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and why the lack of updates right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's not that im uber LAZY to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its just that i don't really have time to blog a long &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;entry or whatsoever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and even if i had the time, whenever the page shows the create-post &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;part, suddenly, my brain will switch off and i'll be damn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clueless of why i was in the create post page in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isn't it stupid? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i AM getting stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just got my pay just now and i'm still wondering of when &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the hell i am going shopping. goodness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was thinking of dragging and torturing my boyfriend along but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm afraid that he'll be either schooling or working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eversince he's working, he's been very busy and the only time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we talk to each other is at 12 plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that is so very late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;besides that, the only day we can meet is saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because basically, that's the only day where i'll go tampines and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wait for him under his void deck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no matter how long the wait, i still love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what the hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but heck, it's been almost 9 months now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;long enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh what crap am i blabbering about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess i'd better get going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's a freaking school day tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what a drag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take care you people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115427240290644349?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115427240290644349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115427240290644349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115427240290644349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115427240290644349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-sweetest-things-on-earth.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115409392223676471</id><published>2006-07-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T21:38:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO ALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im finally back with a new skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dun worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll refresh all the tags okaeyy. heeeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more updates coming up soon. for the moment,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ENJOY BROWSING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yours truly, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;PHASHION.STARR*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115409392223676471?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115409392223676471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115409392223676471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115409392223676471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115409392223676471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-allim-finally-back-with-new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115349579606791755</id><published>2006-07-21T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:33:00.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this suffering; billy talent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pics!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my frens and me;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;presenting my new cat...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/edited%2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/edited%2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to be continued.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;heeeheee.((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ohyea!! i CUT MY HAIR! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115349579606791755?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115349579606791755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115349579606791755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115349579606791755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115349579606791755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-suffering-billy-talentpicsmy.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115329305278574276</id><published>2006-07-19T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T15:10:52.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;leave like a ghost; the juliana theory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;HELLO HELLO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sorry for not updating!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;kinda busy laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;how are you guys doiink? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so, so, so.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;what's been happening to me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nothing much actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyeehaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i did went to baybeats on friday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and the weekends, i worked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;monday and tuesday, work again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;see??????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;what a boring life right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyaahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohhh gooddd. actually, its not that i lead a really boring life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; but it's just that i have a super duper big STM inside my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;incase u dunnoe, its Short Term Memory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;wahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;soo, okaey. happy now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyaahaa. okaey bye laaa. boredom sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i need to go clinic summore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115329305278574276?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115329305278574276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115329305278574276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115329305278574276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115329305278574276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/leave-like-ghost-juliana-theoryhello.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115272797782672906</id><published>2006-07-13T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T02:12:57.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;monty are i; tie off your veins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i can't sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;its very late already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anws, hu's going baybeats? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im going on a friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but hell, i dunnoe yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im not really enthusiastic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohh god. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohkaey bye. &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/23589412-115272797782672906?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115272797782672906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115272797782672906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115272797782672906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115272797782672906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/monty-are-i-tie-off-your-veinsi-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115271266360777304</id><published>2006-07-12T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:57:43.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;as tall as lions; love love love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;very very bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;a lot of spams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;craps and cheebais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;can't leave me alone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i doubt i even know you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;even so, what did i do to you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;grow up laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you say my bf is so 'kental'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hello? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;did he even do anything wrong? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;what a wrrld. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;full of hatred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whatever laa ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;pls leave me alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i hate having to ban one by one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;lets have peace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im not in the mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i've too many probs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fuck life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and so, as u see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;too many hate tags everywhr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i cant blog peacefully as i know some people wud just pass it ard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my blog used to be very safe but now it's a threat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so therefore, i've created a new blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but i won't reveal to anybody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's just simple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;about me and my life but contains a lot of hidden secrets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'll only tell if i think i can trust you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;))=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;what a life. TC all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115271266360777304?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115271266360777304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115271266360777304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115271266360777304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115271266360777304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/as-tall-as-lions-love-love-lovevery.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115262353531669438</id><published>2006-07-11T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T21:12:15.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;cute is what we aim for; teasing to please&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hello alls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im currently doing my malay project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;actually, it's already done but i don't care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i wanna do it again coz im unsatisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;because all my classmates seems to do very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so, thats why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i came to school late today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;at about 10.15am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i was very sleepy i think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;even when the alarm clock rang, i cudnt hear it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;guess i really am very tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then school was per normal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;today, i bought a lot of snacks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh my, and now, i forgot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i have a POA hmwk to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whutever laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; haiya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i have nothing much to blog actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hmmm, okaylaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bye. &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/23589412-115262353531669438?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115262353531669438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115262353531669438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115262353531669438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115262353531669438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/cute-is-what-we-aim-for-teasing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115252893596133157</id><published>2006-07-10T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T18:55:35.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;knights of cydonia; muse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"do you remember the times i always say i love you and i'll kiss your cheek till you felt so uncomfortable.. The endless nights we spent on the phone.. Do you remember the first time we met at your house.. and the first kiss at the mrt.. and the first present on valentine's day.. and the first fight we quarelled.. well.. it's just that.. i love you very much and i'm afraid that you'll leave me.. you're the blood running in my veins. without you i can't live and be someone so happy that i am today.. thank you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hello alls!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeheee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;first and foremost, i would like to say thank you to all the faithful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bloggers who wished me happy birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yup, it was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my birthday yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i got a lot of cash and i bought a paul frank flip flop and a volcom belt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;after work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;was sad over an incident yesterday but after that i cooled down and passed it off as a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;stupid incident. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i don't care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my daddy was real sweet on the day of my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he wished me happy birthday and sang a birthday song on the night of my birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my daddy was real sweet on the night of my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;thanks dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my mummy bought me a birthday cake and i will get my present on the 15th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yeay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anws, the text i highlighted as italics is a msg sent from honey love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i love you toos okay baby? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i won't leave you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'm happy that you finally let this known to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and now, i need not worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh yea, he wished me happy birthday and sang me a lot of birthday songs in one day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;thanks baby, for making me happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and im sorry if these few days, i tend to sleep early and leave you staying up all alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i missed those times where we used to talk till mornings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but sadly, times changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;maybe we can do it occasionally when we have our free time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;don't think that i've changed and have another guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im still faithful to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and i'll always be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so, back to today's rant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i went to school today with the bestfriends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and halfway while i was schooling, stomach ache strucks and i went home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so that's about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and yea, did i told you i have a new cat? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's damn cute and it's just the size of my palm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and also, very naughty toos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my other cat, sophie is always jealous when i tend to be busy with that kitten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no worries sophie, i still love you! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohwells, gtg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im hungry! heeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;TC all.&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/23589412-115252893596133157?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115252893596133157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115252893596133157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115252893596133157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115252893596133157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/knights-of-cydonia-musedo-you-remember.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115227268094031975</id><published>2006-07-07T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:44:40.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;fabulous liar; fall of transition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sometimes i dun understand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;why does my dad has to control me so much?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;why doesnt he trust me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;why doesnt he leave me alone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im sick man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my situation; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;told my besties to come to town and meet each other and maybe proceed to esplanade at 4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but instead, they called me at 7 and asked me out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i was kinda furious plus blur of course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then i asked my mum out of courtesy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i told her that i wanted to have fun as it's my birthday on sunday and i won't get to spend it with my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but then she said all sorts of things abput my dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;she says that if i go, what the hell is she gonna answer to him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ughh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im 16 and im not trusted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;argh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im fucking frustrated like hell lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;on the other hand, my besties were at fault toos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i told them to come at four but alas, they called me at 7 instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dunnoe what else to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fuck fuck fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my dad always screws me up man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im better off fatherless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haaaaaaaaah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;godd, what the hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i cant even have fun wif my friends? &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/23589412-115227268094031975?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115227268094031975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115227268094031975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115227268094031975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115227268094031975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/fabulous-liar-fall-of.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115221144859678278</id><published>2006-07-07T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T02:44:08.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;time is running out; muse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;helulu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;super duper tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just now, went to polyclinic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i had to refer my case to a specialist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;after which, went to town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;head lucky plaza ferst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then, went mama's workplace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;help her do some big orders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then, pack up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;head fareast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ate at gelare and then bought fried mars bars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyeeheee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;went back, talked to honey love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haiyaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he has already started work and i can't meet him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whoever who goes to pastamania at tamp mall, pls watch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;out for my bf yea. hehehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohkaybye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;need to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my syster's heading to NUH tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;she also got referral case. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mafan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;TC ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115221144859678278?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115221144859678278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115221144859678278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115221144859678278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115221144859678278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-is-running-out-museheluluim-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115209736142829330</id><published>2006-07-05T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T19:02:41.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the red jumpsuit apparatus; face down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i miss miss blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hellos all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;imback. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sort of laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i always got no time to update. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyaahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so lets see, went shopping with baby on monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;went to bukit merah first laa to accompany him to take injection and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;collect uniform.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then went to bank and collect cash. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;went shopping laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ahaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;spent abt 169 at topshop and a lot more at other places. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fun fun fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and i bumped into pollydolly at that day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heys! long time no see! hahaha. you sure look great on that day! haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;after shopping met up wif my besties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;adam, alfian and hanah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;chill out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;total coolness and mrepekness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and after everything finishes, meet mummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yesterday was a school day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and today, i didnt attend school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;tired sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anws, im going to hanah's hse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;wanna meet up with the besties laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh wells, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bbye all. &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/23589412-115209736142829330?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115209736142829330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115209736142829330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115209736142829330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115209736142829330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/07/red-jumpsuit-apparatus-face-downi-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115165986608854390</id><published>2006-06-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T17:31:06.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the calendar, the energy; matthew thiessen and the earthquakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i got in!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahahhahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i went to my sch's so called 'idol competition'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i mean, the audition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i sang unfaithful by rihanna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;at first, i wanted to sing i promise by stacie orrico and also pieces by ashlee simpson,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but after much consideration, i sang unfaithful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i pulled through man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im so happy~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the judges said i improved a lot from the pervious years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i sound so much better and nicer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whutever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im getting my pay tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;wooohooooooooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;can shop for my clothes for my final too yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeeeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im very happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anws, i've been fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;how abt u guys?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i wanna change blogskin laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;alaa, wait for it jer laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;tc all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115165986608854390?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115165986608854390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115165986608854390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115165986608854390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115165986608854390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/calendar-energy-matthew-thiessen-and.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115140180418392720</id><published>2006-06-27T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T17:50:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the future freaks me out; motioncity soundtrack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hellos all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;its been quite some time since i've updated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;been quite busy laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;saturday work, sunday i had to work toos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sunday, i went to mc at west coast park wif daddy and mummy coz they wanna watch soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and then on monday, which was ysterday, sch started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;went to sch ystd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;they changed my form teacher!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bloodyhell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;they changed it to someone whom i call yokies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ewww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;yes, he's damn stupid but very strict. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ughh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bluekk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he called me and scolded me just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;all bcoz i didnt come to sch and i didnt call him early in the morn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;aiyoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im gonna get my punishment tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;arghh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nehoos, im getting my pay soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and yea, hu knows i myt not update tmr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY ADVANCED 16TH BURFDAY TO MY BESTIE, HANAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;MAY ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE AND HOPE THAT YOU AND HIM WILL LAST LONG. HAAHAAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohkay, i think that's it. nothing much to update actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;P/S; daddy, your keyboard sux. myne's better okay. nyaahaaa. ((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115140180418392720?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115140180418392720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115140180418392720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115140180418392720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115140180418392720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/future-freaks-me-out-motioncity.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115108938148530776</id><published>2006-06-24T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T03:03:01.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;how to fix everything; bayside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;simply very very super duper bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haiiyoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im feeling very disappointed ryt now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's nothing to do with my fam or bf or frens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;no worries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'll be fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nehoos, school's starting soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's gonna be so fucking boring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i can't stand the long hours of lessons all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;eww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and those stupid faces i hate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ughh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;good thing there's this thing called SLEEP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;uh-huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i love sleeping in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my teachers are all blind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and i hope they change my time table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im sick and tired of the same old routines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and i hope they change my maths teacher toos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahahahahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;miss liew, you talk like mrt uhh. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;too fast, i dun understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mweeeeek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dunnoe how my syster will survive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;she hasn't dyed her hair black yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyaahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;she's in deep shit man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anws, just now, i WORKED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and then baby came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and he go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whutever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i miss him still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and oh! oh! oh! i tried pacific coffee company's ice blended &lt;strong&gt;caramel latte&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ehh syiok uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;almost the same as starbucks but still nice uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im going to reset my wishlist soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;next week okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my pay is next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and my burfday is the week after next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;wooohooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;cool uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;after get pay, can get money from my parents. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohwells, im sleepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;gd nyt all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115108938148530776?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115108938148530776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115108938148530776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115108938148530776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115108938148530776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/how-to-fix-everything-baysideim-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115103480857675458</id><published>2006-06-23T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T11:53:28.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;serious; crash romeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i was tagged by baby sassy and MiZGREEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite colours : green, black, white, orange and blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite foods : secret recipe's &amp; swensen's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite songs : asleep at the wheel, devil in a midnight mass, studying politics etc..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite movies : X-men 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite sports : swimming and badminton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite season : summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite day of the week: saturdays/sundays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite ice-cream flavour: &lt;em&gt;a lot!! im an ice cream freak!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite book : rossie dunne by cecelia ahern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Favourite anime/cartoon : lilo &amp;amp; stich. &lt;strong&gt;CUTE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;- Your 9 currents -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Current mood : just woke up and feeling &lt;strong&gt;IN LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Current clothes : polo-tee and shorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Current desktop screensaver: i dun like screensavers. &lt;em&gt;they make my pc work slow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Current toe-nail colour: NIL. &lt;em&gt;no time le&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Current time: 11.30am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Current annoyance: nothing. &lt;em&gt;im feeling in love baybeh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Current thought: when will i meet honey love again? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Current boy/girlfriend : &lt;strong&gt;MOHAMMAD KHAIRUL FAIZ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Your 8 first-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;First bestfriend: suriani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;First crush: SOFEYAN. (&lt;em&gt;my primary one crush.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAH!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;First movie: ohh fuck. like i rmbr? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;First piercing: i dunnoe when but it was at &lt;em&gt;isabella&lt;/em&gt; at wisma atria wif my dad! ((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;First lie: primary ONE! &lt;em&gt;i lied to my uncle that i've done my hmwk but i didn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;First music: i dun fucking noe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;First car: a toy car?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;First handphone: sony erricson T100.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Your 7 last-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Last cigarette: yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Last drink: mineral water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Last car ride: just 12 hrs ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Last crush: wooooow&lt;em&gt;. i have a lot of crush! haha. jkjk&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Last movie seen: x-men 3, the last stand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Last phone call: honey love hp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Last CD played: american history-x.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Your 6 have you ever-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Have you ever dated one of your bestfriends: YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Have you ever been arrested: NO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Have you ever skinny-dipped: &lt;em&gt;wish i did!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Have you ever been on tv: &lt;strong&gt;soon.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;haahaaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Have you ever kissed someone you dont know: fuckk, hell no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Your 5 things worn on you- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;1. shorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2. polo tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;3. Hairband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;4. Necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;5. bra and undies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Your 4 things done today-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;1. checked frenster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2. transfer pics from digicam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;3. Blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;4. work, work and work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Your 3 things you are hearing now-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;1. iTUNES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2. TV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;3. the sound of the fan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Your 2 things you cannot live with-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;1. honey love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2. family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Your 1 thing you would do when you're bored-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;1. pester honey love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;tagged people;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;KIKYN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;FIRAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;IRA SPYDEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;MISSBLURTINK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hello alls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i sooo miss blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hoohoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i've been very restless these days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but somehow, i didnt let PMS control my r-ship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;that's a lesson learnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anws, im glad to announce that;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we're seven months old! so therefore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 7MTHS TO ATY[K]HAIRUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;heehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im very happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;indeed i am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im finally gonna get my pay next week!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;woohooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im gonna shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i have &lt;strong&gt;$800 &lt;/strong&gt;all by myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and im gonna find him a gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;weeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i loike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anws, i have some pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;enjoys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img287.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0023ik.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img287.imageshack.us/img287/6141/0023ik.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's my nephew my dad's holding on to. cute huh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img269.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0039zv.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img269.imageshack.us/img269/1797/0039zv.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;him again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img349.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0045kd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img349.imageshack.us/img349/4310/0045kd.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just so cute.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img47.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0056ly.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/4663/0056ly.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eating at lucky plaza. im fat. ryt? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img459.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0065uu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img459.imageshack.us/img459/1361/0065uu.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearest honey love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img459.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0065uu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img459.imageshack.us/img459/1361/0065uu.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;him again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img357.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0079uo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img357.imageshack.us/img357/4818/0079uo.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*besties.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img357.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0079uo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img357.imageshack.us/img357/4818/0079uo.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;us again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img312.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0084sq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img312.imageshack.us/img312/4372/0084sq.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img312.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0084sq.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img312.imageshack.us/img312/4372/0084sq.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img386.imageshack.us/my.php?image=0094qv.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img386.imageshack.us/img386/7946/0094qv.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT'S ALL! ((=&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115103480857675458?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115103480857675458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115103480857675458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115103480857675458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115103480857675458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/serious-crash-romeoi-was-tagged-by.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115079595005685821</id><published>2006-06-20T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T17:32:30.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;a change of pace; asleep at the wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hello alls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im using my dad's comp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just at the next door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haaahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;actually, no difference laa but it's just that his is the LCD screen and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the speed is kinda fast and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but no worries okay daddy! im not jealous. im going to buy the LCD screen using my own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;money and i will add the speed and ram toos. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no worries! i won't hog on to your oh-so-mrepek computer for so long! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahaha. yea. my dad thinks that im jealous of his LCD screen shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohh whutever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im so fucking bored at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;thot baby was cmg over but at he had to finish up painting his hse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mweeek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and then he wanted to play games at that sick cyber cafe AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohh man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i cant live without seeing him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's been a week since i've met him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and it's all because of my work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;glad he understands me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mwaahaahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;love you laa pak nenek&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;tmr i'm not working again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyaahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; and yea, the people at my tagboard seems to be a big fan of A.S/avenged sevenfold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;thats good but neehhh, i dun really like them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my bf likes them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he's really updated of coz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i havta clean my hse alredy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and im hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and ohh! i hate red lights! i mean, menses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i've been having cramps thruout.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;shucks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bbye all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;keep tagging.&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/23589412-115079595005685821?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115079595005685821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115079595005685821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115079595005685821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115079595005685821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/change-of-pace-asleep-at-wheelhello.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115068907120917250</id><published>2006-06-19T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T11:51:11.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;avenged sevenfold; i won't see you tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'm listening to this &lt;em&gt;old old &lt;/em&gt;shit by avenged sevenfold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;aaahaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my honey love was the one who told me about this band. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;not badd laa some songs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;now it's on MTV!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohwells, somebody has been waiting for this; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 14TH BURFDAY TO NURUL ASHIKIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ahaaa. still small!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my mum bought her a CHICKEN LITTLE swensen's cake laa sia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;stupid and lame, yet nyce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but actually, i wanted mummy to buy the donkey cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;as she's &lt;strong&gt;LAZY&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mwaahaaahaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i didnt give her anything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;for what!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haha. nehh, will give her money when i get my pay laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then i wanna go shopping okehh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;today, im not going out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i've wasted my money on ciggies ytd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyaahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so today, sit at home and ROT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;okehh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;okeh,  i wanna eat ytd's icecream cake agaen laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyaahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s; to you guys hu dun understand the previous post, just forget abt it okay? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mwaaahs.&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/23589412-115068907120917250?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115068907120917250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115068907120917250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115068907120917250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115068907120917250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/avenged-sevenfold-i-wont-see-you.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115056165650027203</id><published>2006-06-17T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:27:36.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;get up shut up; crash romeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just how do you feel when...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; you get backstabbed by a friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you are being humiliated? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;people make up stories about you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;a younger member of the femily is being bullied and you love him/her so much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he/she cried, telling you what happened? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hmm, whatever you guys felt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dunnoe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i had a lot of mixed feelings just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;thank god yesterday i had a nice talk with my honey love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he understood me at last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and today, eventho there was a lil' thing going on, we stayed calm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;he's my best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and as for my dear lil' syster, im very sorry for you over what happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;we'll meet that jerk one day and settle our scores yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just stay happy for the next few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and as for the &lt;strong&gt;JERKS&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i shall not mention ur names. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i noe i m &lt;strong&gt;MORE&lt;/strong&gt; matured and i can think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i just dun wanna disgrace you guys eventho i can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;somehow, you guys have made up stories which are not true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you said my syster accused you of stealing smth and she wrote it on her blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hello? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;blind or what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;she didnt even mention your name or whatsoever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;she just started blogging and that incident was months ago okay?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; we didnt even accuse you or maybe, accuse you officially. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;are you saying that you really did steal that thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and you're fucking guilty? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and yea, we didnt tell the whole world about you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i think you just have this somesort of attitude problem and your bestfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;have this backstabbing disease as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohwells, im sure you're not satisfied with me still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whatever it is, &lt;em&gt;just &lt;/em&gt;think before you do anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the more you do this, the more people will hate you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;especially me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and im sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am very protective about both my bf and syster.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;actually, anyone related or close to me. even my besties. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;`i just hope you grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;as for all you blogmates, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;sorry for this un-understandable post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;honey love, ilove you so much. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;thanks for understanding instead of ending up fighting like we always do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you a lots.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and yea, its growing and i find that it's hard to be replaced. &lt;/em&gt;&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/23589412-115056165650027203?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115056165650027203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115056165650027203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115056165650027203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115056165650027203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/get-up-shut-up-crash-romeojust-how-do.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115046867837951482</id><published>2006-06-16T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:37:58.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;crush; cute is what we aim for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im so blardy tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;uhhm, maybe &lt;em&gt;not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hmm, i had to work just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my life is getting boring as day goes by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i think i'm gonna pay a visit to my school tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh whutever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i really need to take my homework. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i need to geddit done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im gonna die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so many things to handle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;somehow, when you have so many things to juggle with, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you'll get more responsible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;that's what i've observed laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nehoos, sometimes i feel like smacking that lil' idiot to death. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i mean seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;its &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; my syster okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;it's somebody else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; its for me to know and for 'you' to find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im beat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;need to bathe and smoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mwak mwak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;good night all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and oh, to all those watching world cup, enjoys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay, enuff. im LAME, i noe. &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/23589412-115046867837951482?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115046867837951482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115046867837951482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115046867837951482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115046867837951482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/crush-cute-is-what-we-aim-forim-so.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115037141660531468</id><published>2006-06-15T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T19:36:56.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;laughing at you; head automatica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so yea, i've been tagged by &lt;strong&gt;baby sassy&lt;/strong&gt;! hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*i love ice creams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*i get very irritated easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;* i eat a lot! haaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*i love designing and editing pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;* ilove jap food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*i love singing at weddings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*i hate seeing people who act like they're one big fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*losing my honey love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*losing my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*getting pimples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*may day(the end of the world)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*failing in whatever i do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*insects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*death&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7 RANDOM MUSIC AT THE MOMENT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*studying politics by emery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*returning the smile you have had from the start by emery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*devil in a midnight mass by billy talent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*the truth about heaven by armor for sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*miss murder by AFI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*buried a lie by sense fail &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*the curse of curves by cute is what we aim for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7 THINGS I LIKE THE MOST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*shopping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*ice creams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*bags&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*tops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*my dearest honey love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7 THINGS I SAY THE MOST&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*whatever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*fuck you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*cheepek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*ohhs, okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*mampos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*siak uhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7 PEOPLE TO DO THIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;[this is hard man! hahaa.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*baby iqah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*asoul;effah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*hamizah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*ella&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*nani&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*FAR!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*ida lyana, my ex classmate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;` enjoy doing this guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anws, when i was abt to choose the 7 ppl, it was so freaking difficult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115037141660531468?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115037141660531468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115037141660531468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115037141660531468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115037141660531468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/laughing-at-you-head-automaticaso-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115035606281003627</id><published>2006-06-15T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T15:21:02.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;every second; a change of pace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;aiyooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i dunnoe why i just feel like blogging every now and den. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haiyaaak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;honey love's out to play that stupid DOTA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im missing him a lot man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but he doesnt miss me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bluekk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;what can i do right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'm still very smelly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;havent bathe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ughhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im going to bathe and go buy ciggs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;anws, been browsing thru the net and saw some emo wankers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;a lot of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;they're so freaking fake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just because they listen to emocore or emo music, they call themselves emo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i mean, they don't even dress like emo or even have the idea of what is EMO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haiyoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the world is turning upside down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;mwaahaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;whutever laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;omg, i think i need to rush. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the toilet bowl is calling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;okeh bye all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;maybe i'll blog again later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;make you guys sick of my posts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heehee. &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/23589412-115035606281003627?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115035606281003627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115035606281003627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115035606281003627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115035606281003627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/every-second-change-of-paceaiyooo.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115030445214830385</id><published>2006-06-15T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T01:00:52.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;checkmarks; the academy is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im going bonkers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;problems keeps adding up man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i'm so stressed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i just dun have the perfect person to talk to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im so fucked up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;on one hand, im getting fatter and uglier and i so hate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;on another hand, i havta work and i have no time for my honey love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and another thing, problems keeps arising at home;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;home keeps getting messy and i'm always the one who has to clean up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;its so infuriating and im always feeling so tired these few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fuck life man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so many problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;so many things to settle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;studies? ughh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;school's starting the week after next. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;time flies so fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;maybe i wouldn't even realise that im already 16 when the time comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to honey love;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dunnoe how but i wish i would have trust you more. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you a lot okay. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been nearly 7 mths. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im glad. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i noe u're always there for me but sometimes maybe we have different&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;point of views about certain things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know when i need a shoulder to cry on, u're always there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but im afraid it won't happen anymore. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dun think you really understand me and is ready to listen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to whatever shits that im going to blabber. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maybe things aren't going to be the same anymore. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and furthermore, im getting uglier and i know you can find &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;better grrls out dere. haizz.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im really stressed out this time. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;))=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to my mummy;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dearest mummy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry. i can't be your so-perfect-and-obliging daughter anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't help it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;things are getting out of hand now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i think it's time for you to discipline my very own syster.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not a robbot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't and i won't be anymore. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i find it very annoying. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just can't tolerate another shit. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're a perfect mother i know. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you a lot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i must change for my own good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im not gonna spoil her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;to dearest syster;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;please, start being independent. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;im tired. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stop being too spoilt ohkay. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you a lot toos dear syster. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pity your mum. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wanna see you succeed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/23589412-115030445214830385?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115030445214830385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115030445214830385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115030445214830385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115030445214830385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/checkmarks-academy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115027943867635493</id><published>2006-06-14T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T18:03:58.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;sum1 u dun expect?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;can you dear fucker just get away from my tagboard?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;you're just freaking disgusting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and lucky for you, i've no time to entertaining your shits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im bullshit?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;then how about you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohh cme' on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;how do you even noe im full of bullshits?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haha. anws, no worries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im gonna ban and delete you as soon as possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and yea, did i tell you that you're a freaking coward? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;NO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;well then, yes you are one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haahaa. whutever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if you say im full of craps, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i can accept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohwells, i've no time entertaining you. get lost ohkay fucker? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;lots of  kicks and punches from me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;phashion.starr*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115027943867635493?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115021665778427250</id><published>2006-06-14T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:37:37.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;poison like your own; rookie of the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;first and foremost.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH BURFDAY TO DEAR NATT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;may all your wishes come true and may you live happily ever after. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;(what crap!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;uhh, ooh hello humans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i worked again just now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;replaced my auntie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nyaahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohwells, i have nths to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ohh ohh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i got loads of free food just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;honey love's asleep i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;ahaa. he didnt call me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;uhhh-huh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;kinda sadd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;nehoos, im happy for my syster for having to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;patch up with a human ex-bf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hope he takes good care of her this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;bye all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;im so nonsensical. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and yea, to NISA;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hahaha. i dun hate cats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;read again, it says 2 truths and 1 lie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;that's the lie laa! hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;gd nyt sweethearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;i love my honey love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115021665778427250?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115021665778427250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=115021665778427250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115021665778427250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/115021665778427250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/poison-like-your-own-rookie-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-115009979792873688</id><published>2006-06-12T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T16:09:58.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so.. i've been tagged by two kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or rather, two blogmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, i'll answer to sashalaguna's request first then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;list down de 3 names i go by:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-atikah(friends)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-atyk(close friends)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nurul(family)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;name de 3 parts of heritage:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-pure javanese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-pure malay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-and i dunnoe what else. ((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 things tt scares me most:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-losing my bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-losing my parents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nightmares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 everday essential:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-computer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-my bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 things tt ure wearing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-long pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-t-shirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-undergarments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 fave bands/singers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-underoath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-emery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-billy talent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 things i want in a relationship:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-for him to love me more and more each day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-more trust &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-less fights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 truths n 1 lie:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-i hate cats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-i like ice creams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-i like pretzels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3physical things abt de opp sex tt appeals me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-dressing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-the way the talks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-looks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 fave hobbies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-singing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-dancing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-wasting money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 things tt i wan badly now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-a new top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-a new pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-gold earrings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 places i wana go for vacation:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-maldives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-mauritius&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-hawaii&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 things i wana try doing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-stop depending on the bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-be more bold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-not to be over-sensitive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 pple i wana see doing tis:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-atyque&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-firah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-iqa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now the request frm yana lee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name 3 schools you went to :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-keng seng primary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-teck whye primary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-greenridge secondary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 things in your purse/handbag :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-key&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-wallet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-ciggarettes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name 3 things you do when you're really stressed :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-smoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-go out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name 3 places you go on a daily basis :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-toilet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name 3 favorite fruits :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-honeydew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-i dutnoe what else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name 3 names you go by :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-atikah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-atyk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nurul/nunun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name 3 of your favorite foods :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-salmon sashimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-smoked salmon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-pepper lunch's salmon&amp;chicken combo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name 3 things you are wearing right now :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-long pants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-tshirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-hairband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name 3 who is in the house with you :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-sophie(mycat)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nobody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-nobody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Name 3 who are you thinking about right now :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-and i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who did you last talk to on the phone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-my bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who do you sit next to in your 5th period class?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-alone or with widya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who was the last person you told you loved?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-my bf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who do you wish you were with right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-hanah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who gets on your nerves the most at school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-i dunnoe. i dun remember!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where do you live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-teck whye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where is your phone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-on my bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where is the last place you took a ride to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-from teck whye to cityhall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where in your house are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-bedroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What was the last thing you ate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-soup kambing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-white&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the closest item near you that is blue?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-dove deodorant cover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you like best about school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- myfriends and canteen. can eat!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your favorite color?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-blue, white, orange, green&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you wear more: jeans or shorts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the last movie that you watched?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-x-men 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When did you start school?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-11 years ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When is your birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-9th july. and i can't wait! hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When did you last go to the mall?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- haha. such stupid things. i dun rmbr of coz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When was the last time you bought a pair of pants?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- i forgot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When did you last burn something?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-jus nw. my ciggs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And de next victims are...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-MiZGREEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-atikah pollydolly*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-ira spydey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-anne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-aurora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-115009979792873688?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/115009979792873688/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;stay on the ground; armor for sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heyhoo hello alls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today, i worked afternoon shift and tmr, morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suntec is having their midnight shopping today in line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with GSS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pity all my neighbours like gogo balls and bravissimo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good luck huh u all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, carrefour was like hell just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was so damn blardy packed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pity the workers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to eat at secret recipe after work just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bleaargh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my newly wed cuzzy is coming over with the groom tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i actually have to follow my parents to a wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i havta work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pics will be posted SOON! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, gd nyt alls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114995664880786473?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114995664880786473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;stay on the ground; armor for sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heyhoo hello alls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today, i worked afternoon shift and tmr, morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suntec is having their midnight shopping today in line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with GSS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pity all my neighbours like gogo balls and bravissimo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good luck huh u all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, carrefour was like hell just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was so damn blardy packed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pity the workers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to eat at secret recipe after work just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bleaargh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my newly wed cuzzy is coming over with the groom tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i actually have to follow my parents to a wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i havta work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pics will be posted SOON! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, gd nyt alls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114995663809037102?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114995663809037102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114995663809037102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114995663809037102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114995663809037102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/stay-on-ground-armor-for-sleep-heyhoo.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114987980486705484</id><published>2006-06-10T02:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T03:03:24.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;returning the smile you have had from the start; emery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello alls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im back blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so very tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. the same old thing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tired, tired, tired!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouhh whutever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love my work man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dutnoe why luhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think it's because i can see a lot of ppl uuh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tmr, or later.. almost all of the shops will be opened till 1am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exceptional for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nyeehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohkay best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all because of GSS laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't wait for my pay man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my burfday of coz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun think im gonna celebrate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's a sunday and i will be working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so whutever laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then my hanah is going to hold a party at her hse on 1st of july. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also, im really sorry to all those whom i've not replied ur tags. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm.. actually, i've nth to talk abt laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i just wanna tell u guys abt my experience taking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the MRT every morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of coz i see a lot of ppl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some thin, fat, pretty, ugly, normal &amp; FOREIGNERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;speaking of which. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while i was on morning shift one day, some caucasians&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;entered the train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they were super fucking cute i tell you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like they were only wearing shorts, shirts and slippers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet, they look cute and their hair!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they look like some slackened indie starr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohkay crap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;working afternoon shift tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yup, happy watching the world cup to all the boys&amp;men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;luckily my bf doesnt really like soccer.hoho. =&lt;/em&gt;x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114987980486705484?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114987980486705484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114987980486705484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114987980486705484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114987980486705484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/returning-smile-you-have-had-from.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114969577381523672</id><published>2006-06-07T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T23:56:15.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss murder; AFI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello alls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so very tired today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, i've changed my skin as promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dunnoe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its kinda plain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im very busy wif work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, i've been facing a lot of problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ferstly, a PUBLIC apology to SWEETSTAR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt do it on purpose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt mean to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i suddenly talked about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;))=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im mad about my syster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i'll keep it to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im currently talking to my baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've not been meeting him for 4 days alredy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so dead tired and i have no time to meet him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have some probs with him eventho we seem happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll bury my sorrows deep inside heart then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just have no one to talk to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to bathe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114969577381523672?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114969577381523672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114969577381523672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114969577381523672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114969577381523672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/miss-murder-afi-hello-alls.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114925648743413163</id><published>2006-06-02T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T21:54:47.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the truth about heaven; armor for sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;P&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so very tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as in super!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;umm, work is HECTIC!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yupp2, it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, its located at tower four and its behind angie the choice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its very small. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its called an island. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the place is nice but its very tiring to stand all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yupp2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i worked for a damn blardy 12 hrs, without sitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had to set up the shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the 'mafan' thing is everything must be kept AFTER working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EVRY single thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, got to noe a new fren, alan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he works next to me at bravissimo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have a new colleague anw. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's jasmine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's fun toos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay laa but its real tiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohhhoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im going to bathe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nyts all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keep on tagging dudes&amp;amp;babes! ((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114925648743413163?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114925648743413163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114925648743413163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114925648743413163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114925648743413163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/06/truth-about-heaven-armor-for-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114907056936029836</id><published>2006-05-31T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T18:16:09.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;unfaithful; rihanna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dunnoe why i like this song so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whutever laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, i cant post the pics up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blardy hell!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so blardy bored right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so, i've filled myself up with housechores and stoopid &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stuffs which i dunnoe what. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im finally starting work tmr!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so loving this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i cant wait for this saturday and sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, no more 'merayap-ing' anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;work is gonna occupy my life for the whole month. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope i still have time for my dearest honey love tho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whutever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, i've been bloghopping from just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and somehow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't understand how some people can stand their own blogs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without a tagboard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if u're getting away from a faggot, i think that's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u can simply ban the person's IP add isn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unless of course u're using other tagboards other than cbox. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think these bloggers shud get a hold of themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what for be scared of some unknown faggot right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yea, im just typing this out because i feel like it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it feels weird seeing a blog without a tagboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next, as you can see.. its been a while since i've put up my dearest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;honey love's picture on my blogskin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so therefore, you can expect the next skin to be up in a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;few days time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it has the combination of blue, white and black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it has OUR picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i think that blogskin is gonna last for 3 or4 wks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz i won't have time to change blogskins once i start working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unless, i have another idea or sth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, just look out okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and pls dun get sick of me and my ideas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im just too bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's the reason why i've been changing my blogskins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look out ayt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAVE A GREAT DAY GRRLS&amp;amp;BOYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114907056936029836?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114907056936029836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114907056936029836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114907056936029836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114907056936029836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/unfaithful-rihannai-dunnoe-why-i-like.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114900098645114544</id><published>2006-05-30T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:01:41.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;my body is a metaphor; yesterdays rising&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im back home now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im very tired okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like evryday, not enuff sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll sleep at 3 or 5 and will wake up at 12 like dat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my grandma will automatically shout if i wake up late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats why sometimes i prefer home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm always pampered and usually at home, i get to sleep &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;long hours without anybody disturbing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is like so very fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, update update. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm.. as told, i went to karaoke yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with my&lt;strong&gt; hot&lt;/strong&gt; syster, my syster's fren, azura &amp; me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just the three of us luhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but fun gilerr laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kept on singing and singing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my syster's fren joined sg idol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she was kicked out after the theatre audition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kesian kamuu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so, since its a smoking room, i kept smoking and drinking &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plain water. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after which, took cab to town to meet up with my mummy and kikyn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to bodyshop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bought my facial tea-tree stuffs, my perfume, a body mist and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my blusher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like the colour very very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den, went to swensens to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my sys spent $120 for a meal for 4 plus ice creams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we were finished, we went out, took a walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bought a white watch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and bleargh! went home lorr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my grandma's hse i mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slept at 3 ytd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woke up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bathed, and went to amk central with syster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bought blusher brush and headband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i parted with my syster and off i went to tamp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met with baby and sani. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took bus to teck y, my hse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chil at my hse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dyed kikyn's hair but tk menjadee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;padan muke kau laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stubborn maa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;send baby home at 8 plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now here i am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, some kpos saw me at tamp with baby and he/she &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reported to my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^&amp;amp;amp;*(%$#%%@^&amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hate these kinda ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mind ur own business can? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh please! '-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mrepek sungguh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nehoos, i wanna say tks to all my lovely taggers who have been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tagging me religiously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mcm amek award plak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tks u guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S; pics will be up tmr. but not many pics laa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;GD NYTE ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114900098645114544?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114900098645114544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114900098645114544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114900098645114544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114900098645114544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-body-is-metaphor-yesterdays.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114882753702218688</id><published>2006-05-28T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:45:38.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im now at my granny's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wells, im kinda tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday, i went out with &lt;strong&gt;MiZGREEN&lt;/strong&gt; and baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to esplanade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was approached by diyana halik, aaron aziz's wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;abt the dance thingy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;altho i like to dance, i just dun have the time to do so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was a fun day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met baby and off i go to my grandma's plc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on that day, i saw AJ, wanie, zul (my syster's fren), arep, and blaa blaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho. i forgot luhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den just nw, was my sys's big day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's now officially engaged!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will upload pics once i get a hold of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and for these few days, i'll be staying here, accompanying my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, tmr going karaoke wif my elder syster. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alaa, enjoy before wednesday luhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wen i start working, i cant enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss my baby anws. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday, i cudnt sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slept at 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kept thinking abt him till a suddenly i got a big headache. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i had a bad dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dreamt that he said he couldnt wait to start another new r-ship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i kept thinking abt it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, im tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bbye all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114882753702218688?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114882753702218688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114882753702218688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114882753702218688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114882753702218688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hellos-allim-now-at-my-grannys-place.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114863299367577481</id><published>2006-05-26T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T16:43:15.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;billy talent; devil in a midnight mass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so the fucking bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; okay wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;did i tell u guys i've not been coming skool for the past two days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so the lazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm.. im gonna head to my mummy's workplace ltr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;must take over for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she wants to go somewhere with her friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaylaa whutever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dutnoe where to go tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna buy a pair of sneakers luhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;must ask mummy for money.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, this sunday is my elder sister's engagement day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and next sunday is my cousin's wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time flies fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the last time i thought these events are going to be one month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but nevertheless, i can't wait for these events. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's so going to be exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yeaaa, i can't wait for next saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like, after work, i havta go my cousin's place and help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not gonna help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but not with my cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate a few. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i havta talk to one of my cousin who's p6 this yr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's slacking like hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her parents expect her to go express and her PSLE is only 4 mths away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yet she passed only malay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how the hell?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she made a condition with her mum that if she passed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she wants a blardy hp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what a way for a p6 grrl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how the hell is she gonna pass? hahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so gonna have a word with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, im late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bbye all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114863299367577481?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114863299367577481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114863299367577481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114863299367577481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114863299367577481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/billy-talent-devil-in-midnight-mass.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114857008336592613</id><published>2006-05-25T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:14:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;checkmarks; the academy is.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lalalalla. hello people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've changed skin again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know what went wrong alredy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can't design with a fancy background. it must be plain and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stupid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bluekk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;watched x-men3; the last stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its the bestest best movie of the year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i rate 5/5.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't wanna elaborate further. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u guys &lt;strong&gt;must &lt;/strong&gt;watch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i havta clean the hse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna head town tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im starting work next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how exciting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tata! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114857008336592613?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114857008336592613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114857008336592613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114857008336592613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114857008336592613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/checkmarks-academy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114845223973964460</id><published>2006-05-24T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T14:34:36.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;planning a prison break; the receiving ends of sirens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i havent been updating properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im very fucked up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;firstly, my adobe doesnt work properly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was supposed to do a layout for nana and her class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the software just wouldn't work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or maybe its my computer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz everytime i save my work, it will really turn out &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;mrepek.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, so here's an example. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/3g-2006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/3g-2006.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do click on the picture for a larger view. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like wtf ryt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope this thing would recover soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyone can help? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pls msn me yeaa? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, a part of the sadness, im very happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhaa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its because im gonna be paid $7 per hour by my boss!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its all because i have experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if i work 8 hr per day, 6 days a week for one whole month, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna earn $1344.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coolness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and since i still don't have CPF, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything's gonna be in cash!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woohooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is super coolness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm, i guess i must work hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love working!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adios! ((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114845223973964460?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114845223973964460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114845223973964460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114845223973964460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114845223973964460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/planning-prison-break-receiving-ends_24.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114831264366312702</id><published>2006-05-22T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T23:49:59.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS ALL ABOUT YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;international you day; no use for a name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this song is especially dedicated for you baby. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's alredy been half a year. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;me and you. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;we've gone through all this together. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i can't believe we pulled through.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;there were ups and downs,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you still stayed. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;despite knowing my weaknesses, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you still stayed. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i didnt picture you to be someone like that in the first place.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you proved me that you weren't like other guys. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you showed your sincerity.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you showed that you care. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i love to reminisce all those bitter sweet moments.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;it always makes my love for you grow even bigger and bigger.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you're just so special. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;so special that your absence is going to leave a great impact on me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you're the one who told me that i was special. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you make me realise that love wasnt about material. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;you always support me in whatever i do. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i can' believe it. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;we're this far. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;and along the way, if any of us were to back out, &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i think i'm never gonna find someone like you. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;of all the hugs and kisses i've ever received,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;yours is the best. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;of all the love that was showered,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;yours was the best. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;and if you ask me of all the boys,&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i'd pick you.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;because you're the best.. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;and your love? &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i can't find it anywhere else. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i love you mohammad khairul faiz.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 6 MTHS DEAREST.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus, &lt;strong&gt;happy 16th burfday ida lyana!&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/23589412-114831264366312702?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114831264366312702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114831264366312702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114831264366312702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114831264366312702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-all-about-you.html' title='ITS ALL ABOUT YOU'/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114821373838056148</id><published>2006-05-21T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T20:15:38.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;studying politics; emery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been very bored today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ohwells, he did it again today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he didnt tell me that he was going out and hell yea, i got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quite mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was waiting for his second call the whole day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was trying to be very nice ytd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt even disturb him when he was with his friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i gave him time to play his darn PSP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i stayed home ytd, kept everything to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt even trouble him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why's he doing things i don't like?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im really gonna ignore him tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i smsed him saying,"jus dun call me tonyt.. im going out.. dun ask whr.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizzz."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuckk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he deserves it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and im glad he doesnt read my blog anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, you guys must  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;read this story. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its fucking interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its kinda like an online storybook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the story is nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im only at chapter 11 now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cool luhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;read okays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodybooks.com/ibelieveyoucharacters.htm"&gt;http://www.goodybooks.com/ibelieveyoucharacters.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okays all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im going out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eat eat eat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114821373838056148?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114821373838056148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114821373838056148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114821373838056148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114821373838056148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/studying-politics-emery-hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114812635914699346</id><published>2006-05-20T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T19:59:19.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;chaos; mute math&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im fucking bored siaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay daa uhh. jgn mrepek ehh atikah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, been downloading songs, bloghopping and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ntahh laa aper lagee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mcm aku ingat jerr-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uhhhh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay im so very bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hws my song? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cute kn? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tau tkper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ehh da laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohkaybye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114812635914699346?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114812635914699346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114812635914699346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114812635914699346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114812635914699346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/chaos-mute-math-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114811203280750067</id><published>2006-05-20T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T16:00:33.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hopeless believing; saosin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heyhoos all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so fucking bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i waanna go out but im super tired siaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, let me tell you all abt yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wells, like i said laa, i thot i was late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;@%#$&amp;amp;#%%#$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first, headed to my mummy workplace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asked for money! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohoho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, packed chocolates for the BF and the bday grrl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as i didnt wanna see my boss, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i headed straight to lucky plaza to buy ciggy laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den, called baby, he said he was at bencoolen laa what laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he thinks i dunnoe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just what was he thiking man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i told him i was going to esplanade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he told me wan(bigberdiee) was on the way to esplanade toos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-the BF is always hopeless. -.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, went to somerset MRT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;otw, met some ite simei frens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they were so nice to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks yea you three!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe. so sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took the train together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, when i reached cityhall, called bigberd uhhs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ferst asked me to wait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that, called me again and told me, to meet him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the escalator heading to esplanade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;luckily he wasnt late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the first thing he did when he saw me was he pinched my fabs!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuck u laa wan.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay laa, then talk2 to esplanade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sat next to the performing live band thingy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talk2, smoke2, and ate ice cream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after 30 to 45 minutes, BF and sani came.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okaylaa, dats when wan started calling me wild bore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lyk cheebai laa he. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, ridhwan came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chill out uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then there was not time where i couldnt stand that big berdie so i &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went staright to rooftop alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nice time laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was abt going to 7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den baby came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he asked me whats wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then he keeps pulling me hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i got fucked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he keeps commenting every single thing abt me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he didnt use to do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we ended up quarelling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i told him i wanted to go home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i asked him whether he could pass the chocolates to widya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he said im her fren, pass it myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i decided to give him back the necklace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really didnt know what was i doing uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then he say, if wanted a break-up, den its okay, just keep the necklace. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i told him i dun wan to break-up with him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its just that i dun feel i deserve his love and blablabla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i talked crap uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i then decided to leave him alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wtf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cried all alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then he came, he asked me again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do you really wanna leave me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who'd the hell wanna waste 6mths sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kept quiet but was still sobbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, out of a sudden, i hugged him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just dun wanna let him go laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still LOVE HIM A LOT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe he might not realise luhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg, im never gonna do that again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dun wanna lose him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, cont.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went down to join the rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i told my BF that i wanna go home after meeting wid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met widya, decided to go back up.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, chill till 9 and went back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walked slowly uhh. took the peninsula way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talked and talked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i was sweating like hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the MRT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went separate ways with baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took train with wid and hafiz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and done, i was back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talked to baby and went to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and today, i dun think im goin out luh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, bbye all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE A NICE SATURDAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114811203280750067?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114811203280750067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114811203280750067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114811203280750067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114811203280750067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hopeless-believing-saosinheyhoos-all.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114801995770336315</id><published>2006-05-19T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T14:25:57.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;beware the jub jub and shun the frumious bandersnatch; forgive durden&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm very LAZY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hurrhurr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay mrepek. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my bum is very heavy luhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to meet baby and meet WIDYAFITRI. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouhyaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BURFDAY DEAR WiDYAFITRI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ur present is coming up on monday okay? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will meet mummy first laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;need to ask money mahh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den after that, go meet baby&amp;amp;sani. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then after that, meet widya, hafiz and his fren, khaibedok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uhh, whoever laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still, now i havent bathe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ehh malas nyer akuu. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nk tdo uhhh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;maaaaamaaaaa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nk duit uhh.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hiakhiak. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eh mls uhh! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im craazy alredy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;later i late, later they scold me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now i dunnoe what to wear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;eeeeeee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;irritgiler seyy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ohkaybye.&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/23589412-114801995770336315?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114795963089439542</id><published>2006-05-18T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:40:30.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;skeptics and true believers; the academy is.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, im still down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but not to worry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not going to post another sad post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here are the pics for ytd; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me &amp; kikyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/17-05-06_2119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/17-05-06_2119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dearest mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/17-05-06_2123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/17-05-06_2123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;dearest mummy &amp; elder syster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/17-05-06_2124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/17-05-06_2124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;her again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/17-05-06_2126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/17-05-06_2126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/17-05-06_2129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/17-05-06_2129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/17-05-06_2130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/17-05-06_2130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/17-05-06_2131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/17-05-06_2131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/17-05-06_2156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/17-05-06_2156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/17-05-06_2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/17-05-06_2215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, i know im fat! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday, i went to fish&amp;amp;co with my syters and my mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was supposed to be a post-mother's day celebration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was fun laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my sys spent 130 overall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously, FUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wish u apologised.&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/23589412-114795963089439542?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114795963089439542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114795963089439542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114795963089439542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114795963089439542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/skeptics-and-true-believers-academy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114794806929717928</id><published>2006-05-18T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T18:27:49.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;how to fix everything; bayside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how to fix everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's the question in my head now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feel so down these few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feel so neglected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets say, you guys have someone you &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; rely on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you consider that someone your evrything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then that someone suddenly starts to dirft away.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;holy shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's what happened to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im utterly lost for words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i treat him as a bestfren, a soulmate, a boyfriend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;basically he's my everything.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is it so hard to leave a call or msg saying that you're okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that i need not worry abt you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's all i ever need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;instead, you go missing for a whole day without me knowing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what you're up to out there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, you may say your mum cares more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you don't appreciate my love.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you wouldn't say that if you knew my intention was good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and because of this, it leads up to fights every now and then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another thing, you make me the last resort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you make plans with your friends without telling me now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what did i do wrong to you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you still say that myPMS can be controlled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ask all the grrls laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they'll give you the answers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, at night, you talk crap with me whilst you play with your PSP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when we get okay, you start feeling sleepy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i keep on having sleepless nights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last night, i cudnt sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had a huge flashback on our past 6 mths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cried alone while cuddling in bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i do miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i seriously do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna be with him all alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna hug him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's all i want from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im really feeling so down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need him but he doesnt care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel so caught up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK EVERYTHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114794806929717928?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114794806929717928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114794806929717928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114794806929717928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114794806929717928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-to-fix-everything-bayside-how-to.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114786075750641631</id><published>2006-05-17T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T18:12:42.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;day late friend; anberlin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i m totally disgusted wif people who dun rmbr to sms or call their GFS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so therefore, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mr mohammad khairul faiz, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pls dun find me tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna play the same game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just can't take it okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughhhH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuck life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im heading town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, sorry ehh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i changed skin again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cannot take it siaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tempted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blueeekkK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mwahahahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mwak mwak to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*except for that stoopid BF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate it when he does this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114786075750641631?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114775921585003628</id><published>2006-05-16T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T14:00:19.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the future freaks me out; motion city soundtrack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLOS ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt go skoo agaen today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im damn super duper lazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyaaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, im super duper HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahahhaaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wells, firstly, i got 20/25 for my social studies mid year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats like, 80/100!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woahhH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;throughout my whole life, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've never ever passed social studies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was such a DRAG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, i didnt know i cud do that well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahhha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hohohohoho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next, the boss in suntec's choc shoppe outlet may wanna take&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me as a PART-TIMER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dat means, i'll have money once skoo reopens!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woaaahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is so superb!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, before i get things outta hand, i wanna bathe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw, how's the song? hahha. hope ya'll like it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna change my blogskin again! hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TC all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114775921585003628?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114775921585003628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114775921585003628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114775921585003628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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lazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nehoos, went to TKC ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bought a nice purple kebaya for the upcoming occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bought it at RH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nice laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;worth it also.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then went ECP ytd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so crowded siaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nehoos, this wednesday is holiday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my skoo was used for the election last week and since&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they cudnt declare anyday last week as it is exam week, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they decided to postpone it to this wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cool uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, im gonna work at suntec's outlet next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but for one week only.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i'll get like only 300++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okayy laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for 6 days onlyy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still money what!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den im planning to werk somewhre on june holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;better work than do anything stoopid kn.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bbye all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im lazy laa today.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE A NICE DAY ALL YOU KIDDOS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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align="center"&gt;three letters to describe yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;F.U.N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;though it was kinda tiring, i really had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the morning, i had to open the shop for my mummy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while she goes to the doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, waited till i dunnoe what time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11 plus uhh i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then sit and sit and eat and eat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and blaablaablaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;untill about 1plus, my aunty called and she said she could&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take over my mum as she knew my mum was sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, a half day for mummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about 3plus, we went to taka. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bought a highlighter(even though i've completed all colors) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my correction tape refill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im a stationery freak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nehoos, then we went to cold storage to buy some stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mum bought about 5 tops today and i bought only one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which was the FOX polo tee i wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bought aunty anne's and we went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bathed, i changed and off i go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;town again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with my syster this time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she wanted to buy a new top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, we went to far east for in search of her new top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, we found one very nice one at miss notty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she was happy with her choice and so was i as for the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ferst time, she didnt take much time to decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, then we proceed to city hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a lot of people kept disturbing us today as we were very noisy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;altho there was only the two of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alighted at city hall and went to peninsula.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just walk2 onlyy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saw irfan and friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hwahwa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kept asking us where we're heading to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KPO sia u!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that, went to esplanade uhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all the way, i was very super duper noisy and crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dunnoe why laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suddenly feel so hyper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanted to sit by the river but then there were a lot of people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and there was a performance..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we didnt bother to look at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to the toilet and straight up to the rooftop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i saw elyana and hidayah, my ex-pri sch mates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we sat beside each other but they didnt recognise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. STM uhh u all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i asked them laa whether they noe me or not.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kwangkwangkwang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after a while, that freak, irfan and friends arrived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, lyk cheebai. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was blind uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cannot see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but fun uhh wif him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very crazy also. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kept perstering me for lighter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got cigg but dun have lighter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yea, before that, baby and sani and fadly arrived first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sani and fad wasnt in a good mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bluek bluek. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pity sani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then smoke, smoke, smoke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suddenly my baby sugested to have a drink by the river.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyaa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;want to drink also dunno hw to tell me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyhow onlyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ishkkk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel so sick lor wen he does dat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was so bored that i asked my bf to accompany me to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7-eleven, its's a store and more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bought chips and twix.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im addicted to twix~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all bcoz of baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den half way back, fad wanted to go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, i saw shasha-rejected there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walked back den chill at esplanade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blardy police laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;evrytime i wanna smoke, there're always there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuck siaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then about 9 plus, went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took cabby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saw lan, baby's friend and zul, kikyn's friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at teck y, bought for my mum some medicated plasters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she sick mahh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ate smoked salmon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got so high wen i ate it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was so fucking delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, thats for ytd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanna get ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna find outfits for my cuzzy's wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what a drag~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE A NICE DAY ALL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114753747831837408?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114753747831837408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114753747831837408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114753747831837408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114753747831837408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/three-letters-to-describe-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114748255574603039</id><published>2006-05-13T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T09:09:15.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;act appalled; circa survive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im early ryt?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea, for the first time, i am early.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because i have to head to my mum's shop and open it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for her while she heads to the doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waaahaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, as she's sick.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess i'll just have to do it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, i pity my baby a lots uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i mean, seriously uhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm always making him angry and always shooting at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its not that i wanna do that, it's just that my stoopid fucking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PMS are uncontrollable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do you grrls agree with me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when it comes to PMS, it's sometimes hard to control&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yourself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and ytd, we had a tiff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;partly because not much attention was paid to me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on that day.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can be so selfish laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but at times, i dun wish to be ignored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, that's me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun wanna do that to him but sometimes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its killing me okayy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sorry baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im just so used to being so very close to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you would call me every now and then.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiaya.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when you drift away, awful thots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gets into my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so sorry... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, dats so EMO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohkayBYE all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE A NICEDAY! ((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday is a stylish day!&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/23589412-114748255574603039?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114748255574603039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114748255574603039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114748255574603039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114748255574603039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/act-appalled-circa-survive-hellos-all.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114743233677642290</id><published>2006-05-12T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T19:12:16.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;attention attention; the academy is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLOS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sooo super duper bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, im addicted to this song sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"attention attention may i have all your&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eyes and ears to the front of the room..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if only.. if only for one second..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay im nuts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my limewire lykk FUCKK siaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanted to download my songs but halfway it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was disconnected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuck siaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nw, i have to start all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmphh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today is soo veryy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BORING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tho alot of shows are on tv,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im still not interestedd!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy's gonna bring us out to eat later at 9... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meanwhile, i just have to enjoy myself with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my ice cream again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im getting FAT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my bum's getting more bigger toos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's what my mum said laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but actually, its alredy natural. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was like that since birth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;god created me like that.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what to do.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, i need to link sally and update my pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeehooohooo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, happy vesak day or maybe, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY PUBLIC HOLIDAY &lt;em&gt;LAA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, not forgetting the assholic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;faryzal&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BURFDAY ASSHOLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohkaybye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114743233677642290?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114743233677642290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114743233677642290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114743233677642290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114743233677642290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/attention-attention-academy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114736443849662752</id><published>2006-05-11T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:20:38.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WARNING; EVERYTHING IS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IN REVERSED ORDER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKYOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;\m/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2028.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2027.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2027.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_2024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_1908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_1908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was cuddling in his arms.. ((=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_1906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_1906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_1855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_1855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_1854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_1854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/10-05-06_1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/10-05-06_1853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my cute bf! ((= &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/23589412-114736443849662752?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114736443849662752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114736443849662752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114736443849662752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114736443849662752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/warning-everything-isin-reversed-order.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114732523491070096</id><published>2006-05-11T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T13:27:14.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the artist in the ambulance; thrice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im here to update..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im kinda bored acutally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;currently, im at my mummy's workplace,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taking over her while she sleeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sh'es not feeling well uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, yesterday.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i met baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was with shahiran.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to eat at MOS burger at CWP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then smoke and smoke.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then around 8, i had to head to bugis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sent him to the bustop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i met kikyn at wdl mrt station and off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we go to bugis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met my elder syster and my mother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my syster's the shop in-charge for NIKE airport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but instead, ytd, she was posted to the bugis outlet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to disturb her there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i saw an orange colored NIKE bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was so very pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, since i wanted a sling bag, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i told my mummy i wanted it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so, im gonna have it next week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but with 40% off. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;staff purchase laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all paid by my mummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeeheee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COOLNESS uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, while waiting for my syster to close the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shop, the TRIOS went to eat at swensen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ate my meal and my favourite chocolate freckles peak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ice-cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my elder syster joined in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's going KL today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with her bf and friends and all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blaablaablaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after everything finished, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went home lorr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeheee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was okay laa yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ooohhlaalaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohkaybye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bluek bluek!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114732523491070096?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114732523491070096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114732523491070096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114732523491070096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114732523491070096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/artist-in-ambulance-thricehello-allim.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114724963411191567</id><published>2006-05-10T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T16:27:14.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the hardest part; coldplay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello hello! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im very HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my exams are finally over~! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeeeheeeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;going out later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meet my baby darling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy burfday to haryati!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my 'mother' in skoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, today's the bitch's burfday toos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wtf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, enjoy ur day ppl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will update again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114724963411191567?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114724963411191567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114724963411191567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114724963411191567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114724963411191567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/hardest-part-coldplay-hello-hello-im.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114715500813061065</id><published>2006-05-09T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:10:08.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;pens and needles; hawthorne heights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hello hello!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just got back from school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as usual laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tmr's my last paper and at 9.45 sharp, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is officially my holiday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nehoos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy burfday to shahidah and iqbal!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy sweet sixteen the both of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im going library again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna study my chemistry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeeheee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's one of my favourite subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, TAKE CARE EVRYBODY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114715500813061065?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114715500813061065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114715500813061065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114715500813061065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114715500813061065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/pens-and-needles-hawthorne-heights.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114709740838397314</id><published>2006-05-08T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:10:08.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;identity crisis; thrice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"if there was a magician who could make our relationship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lasts forever, and it would take a million steps to get to him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we will climb the steps together and if you get tired, i'll &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;carry you there.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just for this relationship.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awww~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to woodlands just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, those were the words my baby told me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i mean, the words at the utmost top. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeeheee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im very very happy just now when i met him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeeheeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dunnoe laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im love struck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i heart my baby loads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i studied only for one hour just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, baby came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i forced him to accompany me to eat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at 7, we went back to the library. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i couldnt study lorr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i only wanted to hug him, look at him all the way.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hhehehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so cute la he. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love his new hair.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is somehow like his old hair.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when its time for him to go back, i felt kinda &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sad.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aiyoo.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyayaya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its okay laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's always a next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nehoos, the secret agents are having a gig next week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hanah and my sister are going. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and next week, its &lt;strong&gt;widyafitri's burfday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's lucky that it's vesak day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll be going out with her and my other friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we'll be having fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, i wanna resume my studying.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GD NYT ALL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dearest baby, you're my everthing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;iLOVE YOU WiTH ALL MY HEART.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114709740838397314?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114709740838397314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114709740838397314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114709740838397314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114709740838397314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/identity-crisis-thrice-if-there-was.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114706186058724938</id><published>2006-05-08T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T12:17:40.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;planning a prison break; the receiving ends of sirens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see? i told u anonymous..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tho u hate me, there's a lot more others who love me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ur words wont bring me down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;besides, i remember ytd, u tagged smth like you don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;understand a single word i typed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bet you failed your english then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're making a fool out of urself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;piss off man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nehoos ppl, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i slept!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i slept thruout my maths exam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;go and die with maths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate it to the core. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna score for geog and POA tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i hope so i will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*prays hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna have a long weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from thursday to sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thursday is marking day and friday is vesak day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COOLNESS SIA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna have loads of freaking fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nyehehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, i think i wanna get ready. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i may be heading tamp or wdl today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeeeheeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bbye all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have a great day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;\m/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114706186058724938?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114706186058724938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114706186058724938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114706186058724938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114706186058724938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/planning-prison-break-receiving-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114701971599782828</id><published>2006-05-08T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T00:35:16.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEAREST ANONYMOUS;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY DO YOU FUCKING CARE? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DID I OFFEND YOU OR SOMETHING? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND YEA, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY ARE YOU SUCH A COWARD? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY NOT JUST REVEAL YOUR IDENTITY AND &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY SCHOOLMATE'S NAME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BLARDY HELL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SOMEHOW, I DUN FARKING CARE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ITS SUCH A WASTE TO BRING ME DOWN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU CAN TRY HARDER NEXT TIME COZ I HAVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY FAMILIES, FRIENDS AND MY DEAREST BF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO SUPPORT ME ALL THE WAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I PITY YOU TO THE CORE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU'RE THE SLUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU'RE THE FUCKING BITCH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND ANW, DON'T BOTHER TO TAG COZ I'VE BANNED&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND DELETED YOUR POSTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JUST WHAT DO YOU GET BY DOING THIS? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SATISFACTION? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND HELL YEA, MY BREASTS ARE NOT FAKE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I CAN ASK THE DOCTOR TO CHECK IT AND I'LL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GIVE YOU THE RESULTS AIGHT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I BET IT DOESNT EVEN CONTAIN 1% OF SILICON &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OR WHATSOEVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU'RE JEALOUS COZ YOU HAVE A SMALL, FLAT, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UNPROTRUDING BREASTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND YEA, DO YOU EVEN KNOW THE MEANING OF &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UNPROTRUDING? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DO YOU NEED ME TO ELABORATE? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU SUCK MAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU SUCK TO THE CORE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND HELLO, EVEN IF IM A RETAINER, IM STILL IN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EXPRESS AND I HAVE SCORED B3 OR B4 IN MY ENGLISH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STILL BAD?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEN WHAT ABOUT YOU? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOOK YOURSELF IN THE MIRROR MAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUCK YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND HAVE YOU EVER SEEN ME IN GEYLANG TILL YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE TO SAY THAT I LOOK LIKE ONE OF THEM?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU'RE SO VERY CHEAP AND FAKE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU'RE JEALOUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUCKING JEALOUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BLEARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NEXT TIME, THINK TWICE BEFORE DOING ANYTHING &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUCKER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RMBR, THERE'S ALWAYS RETRIBUTION. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOPE IT GETS ON YOU FAST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO LONG SUCKER.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114701971599782828?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114701971599782828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114701971599782828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114701971599782828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114701971599782828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/dearest-anonymouswhy-do-you-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114698778855973558</id><published>2006-05-07T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T15:43:08.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;until the day i die; story of the year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/28-04-06_1714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/28-04-06_1714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/01-05-06_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/01-05-06_0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/28-04-06_1915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/200/28-04-06_1915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114698778855973558?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114698778855973558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114698778855973558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114698778855973558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114698778855973558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/until-day-i-die-story-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114694023644378470</id><published>2006-05-07T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T02:30:36.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tension; nural&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;woots all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea, i changed my skin despit the busy and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tight schedule. ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somehow, i feel very bored with that skin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bluekk!! nyaahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its kinda plain ryt? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have no time laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its lyk, im running out of ideas and at the same time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sick of that skin and i need a change fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all very last minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kinda..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wells, today, i met baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeeheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay2, i met him ytd toos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;planned to go town today coz i wanna buy new top..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we ended up slacking around my area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am just too tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ytd i helped my mum and had to divide time for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;him as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;monday is maths paper two!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nyeeheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can assure u guys im gonna sleep for the whole &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i already screwed up my paper one, which is lyk, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;50 percent of the whole thing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i dun think paper two's gonna be that easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn shitty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouhwells, its alredy two.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna turn in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mwak mwak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gd nyt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114694023644378470?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114694023644378470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114694023644378470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114694023644378470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114694023644378470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/tension-nuralwoots-allyea-i-changed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114674291346183672</id><published>2006-05-04T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T19:41:53.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;blisters and coffee; the classic crime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im back for updating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life's great for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last sunday, went to watch the wild. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hell, you guys must go watch it man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's damn blardy hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the koala bear is very cute altho i find it very irritating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've had my english paper, mother tongue, maths paper 1 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and also my social studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been going to civic's library to study. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;total coolness and fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went with hanah and kikyn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i studied like hell for social studies ytd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i managed to answer EVRYTHING today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im amazed with myself man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, hanah is a REAL lifesaver. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she told me what was going to come out for that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;particular paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it was freaking true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the first time ever i studied very hard for social studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tmr is my physics paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna study later and after my paper tmr, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna head town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;waahaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, i've got back my modem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so no worries, im gonna update often!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, i really miss my baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna meet him tmr.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeeeeee! ((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOODLES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114674291346183672?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114674291346183672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114674291346183672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114674291346183672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114674291346183672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/05/blisters-and-coffee-classic-crime.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114611550092380816</id><published>2006-04-27T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T13:25:02.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;beating hearts baby; head automatica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heyhoos all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im currently in school, having my free period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've just finished mugging and besides, i really miss blogging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;last sunday was my 5 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeehee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, life's been kinda fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im always getting what i want from my mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's just great fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday, my baby had just started working at carrefour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he worked from 7-11. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that was just for a start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as for today, he had to work from 9-7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he hasnt called me or even msged me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things between the bf and my syster isnt the same anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they quarelled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i have to face it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how annoying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my exams are just next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks for all your best wishes yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm getting my modem right after mid-year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that's what my mum said laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how boring life is without my internet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all i do is sleep now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, i dunnoe what else to update on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll be updating again some other days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take care all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114611550092380816?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114611550092380816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114611550092380816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114611550092380816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114611550092380816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/beating-hearts-baby-head-automatica.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114570753562342432</id><published>2006-04-22T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T20:05:35.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;breathe underwater; emanuel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heyhoos all you people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like finally, i get to blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry yea, for going missing for a week plus or so.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wells, things have been going fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the good friday's outing with my classmates was great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we watched west side story and it was a blast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have tonnes of pictures to show but i just have no time no upload. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sorry yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and hell yea, tmr's my 5 mths with my dearest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as in, very happy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mid year's the week after next so i have to start pumping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im starting to get panic already.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, i gotta go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's just a short update. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope you guys are doing fine as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take care yea beautiful people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114570753562342432?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114570753562342432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114570753562342432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114570753562342432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114570753562342432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/breathe-underwater-emanuelheyhoos-all.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114482662908361623</id><published>2006-04-12T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T15:23:51.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;poetically pathetic; amber pacific&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've just returned home from school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i woke up real early today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i reached school real early toos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had maths &amp; all the fucking shits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;school is stupid and i am one of the stupid asses as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, my mid-year is in 2 weeks time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how time flies fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bluekk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna go swimming but hanah forbids me to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she says im sick. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, stay at home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe tmr or friday going town.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have to buy a new babydoll top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeehee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna buy an orange clr one uhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby's going out uhh later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahhlann.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dutnoe laa he.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he now spends his time on games and friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no more time for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and im very sad uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eeeyaarghH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then, he doesnt care anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now i cried again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he accused me of having another guy again~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hw i wish he'd understand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyoyoyok.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still love him a lot okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and im scared if he were to say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"im sorry, i have to leave you.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aiyoooo!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like that i die uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, next week my 5 mths uhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeayness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wehhehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nurulatikah&lt;b&gt;hearts&lt;/b&gt;mohammadkhairulfaiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okehbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a tragedy.. &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/23589412-114482662908361623?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114482662908361623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114482662908361623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114482662908361623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114482662908361623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/poetically-pathetic-amber-pacific.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114474590811936619</id><published>2006-04-11T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T17:10:45.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;shadow girl; desole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the first thing when i set my eyes on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt the sense of warmth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i missed him so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just realised. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just wanted to hug that body and kiss those lips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is this normal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back to my normal posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've not been coming to school for the past week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and finally, i went to school today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my classmates missed me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry for not replying tags and not updating, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leaving this blog undone altogether, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was actually kinda busy or rather, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not in the mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my voice is getting from bad to worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, what can i say? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my fever and flu has reduced. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still, my cough is still a pain in the ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it just doesnt wanna stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i met my baby yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after 6 days of not meeting each other, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really missed him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel kinda different since the day i met him yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i missed him alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel very in love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i refuse to tell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is this normal? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this may seem strange to all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and guess what? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it is to me toos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel more and more scared to lose him these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just feel like i wanna be with him 24/7. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isnt it so wonderful? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the feeling of being in love? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well i hope he's not reading this or else,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he'll be laughing his lungs out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, yea, i do miss him until now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the feeling still hasnt fade away a single bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still think of him day and night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i wish....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, i think im kinda going overboard alredy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry guys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouh yea, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll post some pictures soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have a nice day all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and still i wonder, will you be with me till the end?&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/23589412-114474590811936619?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114474590811936619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114474590811936619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114474590811936619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114474590811936619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/shadow-girl-desolei-didnt-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114455962371060300</id><published>2006-04-09T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T13:13:44.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;bleed for you; hidden in plain view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my sickness is getting worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes, WORSE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this morning, i woke up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was spitting my phlem away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, i saw..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea, some blood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im very stressed out laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna DIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;phuck. phuck. phuck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what must i do uh ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;evrytime i wanna sleep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll keep on coughing evry few minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it's really iritating coz i cant sleep well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is one of the worsts sickness i've ever had siaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arghh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;phuck this sickness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;phuck my cough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;phuck the flu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna be healthy and normal again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its really hurting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, i maybe going out today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i wanna eat healthy food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so boring uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no ice-cream treat for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohkay bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh goddammit!&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/23589412-114455962371060300?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114455962371060300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114455962371060300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114455962371060300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114455962371060300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/bleed-for-you-hidden-in-plain-view.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114446233170620998</id><published>2006-04-08T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T10:12:11.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;life size mirror; no use for a name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hellos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im up early today yea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually i cudnt sleep the whole night.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have this very very bad cough and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the truth is, i miss my baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yes, he called me at 8 in the morn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whr i was half asleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still, i just miss him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can choose to not pick up.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still.. haiyoyokk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, he called me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he said he just came back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;came back from fishing with the 'wans'. ahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the bigberd&amp;the small wan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hwahwa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby said he and the small wan was outta luck ytd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they did not catch a lotta fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially the small wan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he didnt catch any!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but baby caught two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and one got away!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lucky fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he came back and was scolded by his father. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;poor baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but yea, you spend the whole night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you ended up not having any fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bigberd caught a super duper big fish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not so big laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still, i havta ask wan for the pickcha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eeeheeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my baby misses me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss my baby toos laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyooyook. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;must go tamp laa next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least make him happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okehh kn? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ouhkehh bye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanna sleep back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like pigg uh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[p.s; while i was typing this entry, i was blowing my nose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lyk hell uhh. i hate blocked nose and coughs. eyarrgh!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can feel the pressure.&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/23589412-114446233170620998?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114446233170620998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114446233170620998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114446233170620998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114446233170620998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-size-mirror-no-use-for-name.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114439663234550845</id><published>2006-04-07T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T15:57:12.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;discovering the waterfront; silverstein&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEAR HIM,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please be aware that this soul still loves you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this soul has just realise how weak it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it has just realise how much injustice it has done to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this soul wants to hug you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wants to be near to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe its true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you said it has been doing nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this soul has been crying inside, everytime it heard that sentence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blame it for not caring enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blame it for taking things too easy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blame it for everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this soul is ready to take whatever punishment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this soul, is trapped between her parents and you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;on one hand, its parents asks it to obey them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and on the other, you're asking it to come over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what shall it say to its parents? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;trapped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this soul is just trapped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, its just today that this soul realised how meaningful you are to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;those time, gifts, talks and all thats meaningful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this soul id the ugliest faggot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a soul that couldnt appreciate you last time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it will try again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and may god will, allow it to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and may this relationship blossom like it used to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this soul is longing for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this soul is crying inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yours sincerely, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a soul that's so hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i need is time.&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/23589412-114439663234550845?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114439663234550845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114439663234550845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114439663234550845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114439663234550845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/discovering-waterfront-silversteindear.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114439350674448349</id><published>2006-04-07T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T15:05:06.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS HIM SO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'SAY NO MORE, JUST GET GOING.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HEART HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I JUST CANT AFFORD TO LOSE HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114439350674448349?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114439350674448349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114439350674448349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114439350674448349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114439350674448349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-miss-him-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114430687758663841</id><published>2006-04-06T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T15:01:17.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HE DOESNT LOVE ME ANYMORE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114430687758663841?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114430687758663841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114430687758663841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114430687758663841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114430687758663841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/he-doesnt-love-me-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114425432634031318</id><published>2006-04-06T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T00:25:26.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;slow down; the academy is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you guys must be wondering why these few days, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been blogging at the wee hours of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, it has been my routine since the day i got fever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i tend to have the mood to blog at this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;strange but true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went to the clinic today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALONE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was feeling kinda miserable so i decided to take a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bus there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the doctor gave me another 2 days MC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;more time to rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im sure im gonna have super duper loads and tonnes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of homework to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay laa, maybe im exaggerating a lil' over there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but yea, i'm gonna miss this whole week's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maths lessons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i gotta catch up soon uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its only 3 weeks away to my exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time's gonna fly real fast and it's gonna &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;make me feel as if yesterday was april. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soon, may's gonna say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"move over april! here comes may!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whutever laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, i wanna thank all those who cared for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks for all your concern yea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel so loved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but nevertheless, i miss my friends in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people like hanah, widya.. etc.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss you guys man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;altho it's only a freaking 3 days.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bet widya's kinda lonely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im still wondering if the bitch does attend school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bet she doesnt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's just so over-obsessed with her bf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whatsoever laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, i miss my bf dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's out fishing wif wanbigberd&amp;co.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least i knw he's safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take care all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my worst brings out the best in you.&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/23589412-114425432634031318?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114425432634031318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114425432634031318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114425432634031318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114425432634031318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/slow-down-academy-is.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114417279758625246</id><published>2006-04-05T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T01:46:38.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the terrible secret; emery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heyhoos people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel so miserable right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im having a high fever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt go to school just now and im not goin also tmr.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, baby was super duper sweet just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he came over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he brought along a VCD with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was 'american history x'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a story about skinheads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of course there were violence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;although i cant tolerate violence, i still watched it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the ending was very sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby said he cried the first time he watched the movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wehehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;besides watching the VCD, he made my bed for me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asked me to lie down in bed, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he got me a glass of plain water and put it at the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;side table next to my bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, he also bought me food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but yucks, the food was tasteless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because i was sick laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was hard to swallow the food. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;super duper hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i hate my cough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's extremely painful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ewww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and baby took away my ciggies and didnt let me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;smoke for today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its okay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i noe its for my own good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i wanna do my POA project now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, i gotta email it to my fren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if not, they'll say im not doing my job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sheeesh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, &lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU BABY FOR EVRYTHING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I APPRECIATE IT ALOTS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHAHA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MWAHHHS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're all that i have..&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/23589412-114417279758625246?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114417279758625246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114417279758625246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114417279758625246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114417279758625246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/terrible-secret-emeryheyhoos-people.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114405686311456168</id><published>2006-04-03T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T17:34:23.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;seven years; saosin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLOS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im home early today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;daddy picked me up from school just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im still coughing badly and my one of my nostrils is blocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whutever shit it is, i'll show my pics for yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then, my rants.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, ferst and foremost, some random pics..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/27-03-06_1600.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/27-03-06_1600.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/27-03-06_1601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/27-03-06_1601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/27-03-06_1602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/27-03-06_1602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/29-03-06_2043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/29-03-06_2043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/30-03-06_1233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/30-03-06_1233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/31-03-06_1936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/31-03-06_1936.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/31-03-06_1937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/31-03-06_1937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now for ytd's pics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/02-04-06_1620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/02-04-06_1620.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/02-04-06_1621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/02-04-06_1621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/02-04-06_1622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/02-04-06_1622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/02-04-06_1623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/02-04-06_2143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/02-04-06_2143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/02-04-06_2144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/02-04-06_2144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;finally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've finished updating all the pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not in the mood to update anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby wants to see me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i said i wanted a peace of mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but instead, he called me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asking me why.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and said he's coming over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im really sick right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need a rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll just lay here, waiting for you..&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/23589412-114405686311456168?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114405686311456168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114405686311456168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114405686311456168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114405686311456168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/seven-years-saosinhellos.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114400307250982720</id><published>2006-04-03T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T02:37:52.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i write sins not tragedies; panic! at the disco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its ard 2 plus alredy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im still not in my dreamland. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant sleep laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i got back around 12 just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all because i wanted to call my baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but then, when i called for 13 times, he didnt pick up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after a few minutes, he called me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;must have called another grrl i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nyehehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whutever laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nehoos, i went to parkway parade just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as usual, i went to MPH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bought a lot of colored pens and a new notebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a super duper big one uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it's green, and it's nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanted to buy clothes at E.BASE but it wasnt &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really interesting. haiyoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whutever laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe next week can buy uhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i took lotsa pickchas just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i'm gonna post it tmr since its getting late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also, saw a lot of hot guys at yio chu kang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i was eating with my family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still, &lt;strong&gt;MY BF'S HOTTER AND CUTER.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY BABY VERY2 MUCH! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want you to be my lover..&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/23589412-114400307250982720?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114400307250982720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114400307250982720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114400307250982720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114400307250982720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-write-sins-not-tragedies-panic-at.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114390394349707227</id><published>2006-04-01T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:05:44.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been dying to reach you; saosin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2nd update for today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel so bored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, i went to CWP just now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met up with angie and nadia ferst. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i reached there, they were at mc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yea, sat down and ate &amp; smoked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;both were mad at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz i was super duper late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then went to TOM &amp;amp; STEPH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fooled around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then went to CWP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bought two tickets for ULTRAVIOLET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haaahs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we went to the arcade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nadia was showing faces all along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all because her bf did not want to fetch her or sth like dat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but as she saw this somebody at the arcade smiling at her, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; she was grinning all the way and i dutnoe why she was so happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whutever laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i met baby around 5 plus.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then went to buy popcorns and stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then, we watched the movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the graphics and the actress was super COOLNESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the story line was un-understandable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahahha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that was why it was rated 1.5 in the papers and that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was also why a lot of people slept in the cinema. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, i'd rate 4/5 for graphics and 1.5/5 as well for the story &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then, on my way back, something happened between &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cried, wanting to run.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiyaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its all over.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love my baby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i beg for you to stop it now..&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/23589412-114390394349707227?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114390394349707227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114390394349707227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114390394349707227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114390394349707227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/ive-been-dying-to-reach-you-saosin-2nd.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114386037326253957</id><published>2006-04-01T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:05:25.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ex's and oh's; atreyu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's april fools' day today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anws, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry guys, for not updating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my blog was blocked by the anti-spam robot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and seriously, it was pathetic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but of course, they unblocked it back upon my request. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;troublesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, you see my new skin? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this was the new skin that i did a few days ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all due to the stoopid blogger. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i thot, why not do a new a nycer skin? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;angie, the aunty, my classmate said that the previous skin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was nyce but then it's kinda plain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaa. tks for giving me the inspiration yea aunty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to town yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its a long story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im gonna cut it shorrt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went to buy a new purple striped longsleeve,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a watch and a bodyshop limited edition perfume.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so, i bumped into aishah, my schoolmate &amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a friend, EMY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dutnoe whether he recognised me or not.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i sure did recognised him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yea, i met my baby ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and baby, im sorry if these few days, my attitude's &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im just not feeling well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kept on smoking till i ended coughing so hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;phuckk~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna watch ultraviolet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but then, it was rated 1.5 in the papers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yes, i want to go watch ice age 2 wif mummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she loves cartoon laa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohwells, gtg.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gotta go to woodlands later to meet up wif my &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;group members of my POA project. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna finish our project there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heeeheee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOODLES! ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was before you..&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/23589412-114386037326253957?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114386037326253957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114386037326253957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114386037326253957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114386037326253957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/04/exs-and-ohs-atreyuhellosits-april.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114355211629272203</id><published>2006-03-28T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T21:25:30.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;kiss and make up; funeral for a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;simply bloody hungry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;mummy and daddy didnt leave me any cash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fuck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ughh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and now im starving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;plus that bloody ass wore my stuff without asking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fucker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;haizz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;im gonna burst out soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;very soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and yea, tmr's a torturous day for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;gotta stay in school till 7.30 to copy my CME book for 50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;im so fucked up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and that bitch can go fuck herself up. &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/23589412-114355211629272203?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114355211629272203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114355211629272203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114355211629272203'/><link 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style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HELLOS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today is a very boring day for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ahaaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;its true tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i had my oral exams today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i totally phucked up at the picture conversation! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i was nearly speechless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;phucking teachers, give such hard stuffs for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ughh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after a hard time with the oral thingy, i went home uhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;then at home, my syster cried uhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haiyaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;she told me she was being backstabbed and stuffs uhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pityy her uhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aiyoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;stoopid fucking bitches! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;eeeeeeeeeee!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rest assured im gonna meet and scold them tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lyk real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and then, i slept from 5 to 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IM A PIG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;one and three, you are here..&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/23589412-114347135489929973?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114347135489929973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114347135489929973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114347135489929973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114347135489929973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/03/exs-and-ohs-atreyuhellos.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114345449073994095</id><published>2006-03-27T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T18:19:39.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gone so young; amber pacific&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HELLOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;just gonna show u guys some pictures.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kikyn when she was a lil' kiddo. ((= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my brother wif kak sheila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my bf. cute!! ahaha. i like this pic alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_0243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_0246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;guess who? its me!! ahaaha. funny ryt? ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_0516.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_0516.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;me again. so the not cute. haa. ((= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_0517.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_0517.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kikyn again. ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/19-03-06_1407.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/19-03-06_1407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;last two sundays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;--------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;yesterday's pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1501.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1502.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1503.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1504.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1505.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1513.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1514.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1538.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1539.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1557.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1557.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1607.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1609.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1610.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1611.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1613.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1613.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1617.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1617.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1620.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1620.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/1600/26-03-06_1621.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3612/812/320/26-03-06_1621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23589412-114345449073994095?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114345449073994095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114345449073994095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114345449073994095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114345449073994095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/03/gone-so-young-amber-pacifichellosjust.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114329054043640429</id><published>2006-03-25T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:42:22.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in loving memory of; so they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hullos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;im updating for the second time today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;okay, so i feel happy today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yes, i did meet my baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and yes, we did watch a movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we headed for lot 1 at 2 plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and when we reached there, we went to the cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and we saw a few shows for today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we decided to take up the 5pm show for the DORM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and yea, while waiting, we went to food culture and ate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;after which, we went down and had a few puffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;today, i didnt buy the ciggs but instead, baby bought them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so yea, and we went to 7-11 to buy chocolates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we went to the theatre at ard 3.30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;we bought popcorns and drinks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;watched the movie and it ended ard 6.50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;went home and before sending baby, had a few puffs again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and so, before he went back, he gave me two more sticks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaa. i'm being controlled now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;if not im gonna smoke like a train now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sent him at the bustop and went to buy my syster food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there, at the coffeeshop, i saw an old friend, hairee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a diff hairee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;he asked me where im going and stuffs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;then, i head home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;was an enjoyable day with my baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;didnt had fights for 3 days alredy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;happy laa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mwahahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ohwells, bbye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;dancing under starlight glows.&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/23589412-114329054043640429?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114329054043640429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114329054043640429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114329054043640429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114329054043640429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-loving-memory-of-so-they-sayhullos.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114325337791685942</id><published>2006-03-25T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T10:22:58.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bombs over brooklyn; love equals death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hellos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i woke up kinda early today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all because i wanna ask money from my mum and dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;coz today, i'm gonna watch a movie with baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dutnoe what movie and its not really confirmed yet whether &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we'll be really going or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hope we are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i feel very tired laa these few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and very restless plus very hot-tempered coz its been very humid these few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;whuetever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am very very sleepy now actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;buts its ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i still need to stalk my parents for money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hwaahwaaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ohwells, i wanna sleep back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PIG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and they call this tragedy.&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/23589412-114325337791685942?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114325337791685942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114325337791685942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114325337791685942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114325337791685942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/2006/03/bombs-over-brooklyn-love-equals.html' title=''/><author><name>phashion phreak</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y6/atykchiC/nurul-atikah2-resized.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23589412.post-114312236092800932</id><published>2006-03-23T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T21:59:21.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;smashed into pieces; silverstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;HELLOS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;well, ferst and foremost.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;HAPPY 4 MTHS TO ATY[K]HAIRUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;time really flies fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;like finally im already 4 mths with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and yes, i DO LOVE MY KHAIRUL VERY MUCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he's my rainbow, my sunshine as well as my storm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;((=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i simply love him so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;okayys, so lets get back to my normal routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and so, i went to school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;had 5 periods of lesson and as usual, had 5 free periods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;didnt go self-study today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;was a bit lazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;so i ended up going home and i slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;weehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and i waited for baby to come over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;spent our time together and at 8, he went off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i miss my baby again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;he wants to meet me tmr but i really pity him so i guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i wont be meeting him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;((= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ohwells, i need to do my homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;im hungry btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;untill the day i die, i spill my heart for you..&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/23589412-114312236092800932?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114312236092800932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23589412&amp;postID=114312236092800932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23589412/posts/default/114312236092800932'/><link rel='self' 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hellos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im so bored today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tmr is my 4 mths! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i dun think i'll be meeting baby tmr cos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he has his project to finish.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and i'll finish school late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ughh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but its okay tho coz i've met him juz nw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he came over with mat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im soo stressed with my school work now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i feel very stupid now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because it's like out of 11 or 13 periods i have in school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i only pay attention to 2 or 1 period only.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;today was a bit wierd.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i slept while sitting up straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahaaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;suddenly i felt so sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohwells, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i still havent done my malay project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im going to complete it all today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOPEFULLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;later wanna watch that teman anugerahku. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahhaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i only watch tv only wednesdays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what a boring lyff. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's good to see you.. i missed you last night.&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/23589412-114303119807443723?l=revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revivingmydeadheart-.blogspot.com/feeds/114303119807443723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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