<?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-6707852495339971196</id><updated>2011-10-06T10:51:51.734-07:00</updated><category term='Me wanna meet you again'/><category term='TheLittleMissKekeks'/><category term='I am gonna get a new specs and a new hairstyle and new file~'/><category term='heart.'/><category term='They say that hate has been sent so let loose that talk of love'/><category term='If only...'/><category term='ppl.'/><category term='Behind that smile there&apos;s always a frown that only you could turn it upside down.'/><category term='Sacrifices are made to benefit yourself.'/><category term='I guess it was only jealousy that made me feel I am in love.'/><category term='I speak because I can.'/><category term='You are out of my priority boy.'/><category term='Someone&apos;s back... Get ready for the big news'/><category term='Love is a journey but not a destination.'/><category term='Hide and seek. Could you find me?'/><category term='Let me love you'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='Aku tau kau tak suke. Jgn fikir aku ini masih buadak-budak'/><category term='I miss the way it was supposed to be.'/><category term='hanya yang satuh'/><category term='When two hearts meet'/><category term='My heart is feeling empty. Can anyone occupy it'/><category term='I missed the way you made me feel. D&apos;='/><category term='I think I am in love with someone in my school'/><category term='When love is the only thing I need from you'/><category term='Hanya Yang Satu'/><category term='sumpaaaaaahh I luper qhee'/><category term='When love is the only thing that matters'/><category term='love peace me'/><category term='You&apos;ll always be a part of me. How I wish you were still mine.'/><category term='akuh lom uat homework xiyaak. gmbr pon akuh tak der. Mati sial'/><category term='sleep play love'/><category term='Are you in the crowd of my thought?'/><category term='‎21.08.10 ♥ Willneverforgetthatday ♥'/><category term='You guys are the limelight in my heart.'/><category term='Hope Christy would forgive mie nn Understand'/><category term='My love for you is fading away'/><category term='happy ~'/><category term='I repeat'/><category term='But you can&apos;t make me invisible in your life.'/><category term='Akuhh cintaa sama muhh'/><category term='sayang sama kamuh'/><category term='ASYAAA sayang nyayi banyak-banyak.'/><category term='I used to be trippin&apos; over missin&apos; you but I am not anymore. - Is that a good or a bad thing?-'/><category term='I think not ever.'/><category term='Iheartqustionmark[?]'/><category term='The chosen one is you boy'/><category term='Say hello to goodbye'/><category term='When the one who broke your heart is the only one who could fix it. What would you do?'/><category term='And I always thought it was always easy'/><category term='I miss 2e1. Sad that time don&apos;t rewind.'/><category term='Thanks Hadziq for the very nice song. :)'/><category term='Your amazing smile melts my hard heart'/><category term='Thanks for the ice pop Sham.'/><category term='SMILE ~'/><category term='Cause this life&apos;s too long and this love&apos;s too strong'/><category term='two is better than one'/><category term='I love you and that is what you know from me right now'/><category term='Prepaid down.'/><category term='Your world is my world'/><category term='Akuh rindu sama twoeeeone~'/><category term='You are not mine now and always'/><category term='I am the type of girl who gets mood swings all the time. So forgive me for what I have done and what I am gonna do. :D'/><category term='Till tomorrow we shall be'/><category term='May our memories be preserved in my cold mind'/><category term='I.had.fun.during.chingay.'/><category term='goodbyes lah'/><category term='I am glad that everything would get back to the proper self.'/><category term='I wait forever and a day for you.'/><category term='It&apos;s always the little things that matter most.'/><category term='Thanks Caca Octavia.'/><category term='Thanks for the evening girls.'/><category term='Hoping that you would smile at me'/><category term='Kini aku menyesal mencintaimu karena cintaku dipermainkan secukup-cukupnya.'/><category term='Please give me a chance to be with you'/><category term='Must I waste my love to a person that would not ever return it back to me theirs'/><category term='my heart beats for you'/><category term='She broke real bad'/><category term='set me free'/><category term='- I should have not cut my hair that short -'/><category term='I&apos;ve gotta move on but I&apos;m so addicted to you boy.'/><category term='You said move on'/><category term='just you.'/><category term='When love takes over the beat'/><category term='Me love you. You tak love me. You love someone else. Me sadsad skali.'/><category term='cause when i&apos;m with him i am thinking of you'/><category term='I have your name tatooed in my heart. Could you see how much I love you?'/><category term='The thoughts of you will never leave me'/><category term='it&apos;s up to you; it&apos;s up to me'/><category term='okay ?'/><category term='One guy can make a change to a girl&apos;s hopes and wishes.'/><category term='Let your heart say what you wanna say'/><category term='Hungry already serh'/><category term='I&apos;m tryna be strong cause I have been weak for too long.'/><category term='Make my love worth it when I am with you'/><category term='It&apos;s like I&apos;ve been touched by an angel.'/><category term='what I feel inside...'/><category term='hello'/><category term='Bertemu kita di dalam mimpi indah.'/><category term='Knowing that you are always in miee mind'/><category term='Akuwh rindu samamu'/><category term='never mean it.'/><category term='For the rest of my life I&apos;ll be loving you.'/><category term='F bye.'/><category term='peeps'/><category term='broken hearted'/><category term='Pretending is what I do best.'/><category term='&apos;I love you&apos; is just another phrase that you normally say to girls and you never'/><category term='I love you and this is the truth. No more lies for you anymore'/><category term='My life without you is like a flower without petals'/><category term='This feeling is leaking from me and I need you to fix it'/><category term='goodnight'/><category term='Please take care when you are there. Meet you on Tuesday'/><category term='A day without you is like a year without rain.'/><category term='We&apos;ll run till we&apos;re strong enough to jump'/><category term='Sorry'/><category term='I know that forgetting you is the hardest thing to do. And it ain&apos;t easy. So don&apos;t let my feelings get hurt just because of this minor stuff. It breaks my heart piece by piece;day by day'/><category term='I am so freaking frustrated with you. Am I even invisible? Freaking hell siah...'/><category term='Happy Chinese New Year.'/><category term='You made my heart melt.'/><category term='Selamat Berpuasa'/><category term='I wanna be more than just friends.'/><category term='Gold of Honours FTW.'/><category term='When your true dreams come true'/><category term='I can&apos;t imagine life without your touch'/><category term='goodbye'/><category term='smile laa weyy'/><category term='If only it was there life would be more simpler.'/><category term='confused?'/><category term='aku malas nak upload gambar hari ini. Lain hari bile aku free and rajin'/><category term='Heartbroken~'/><category term='Thank you Allah for giving me the best parents a child would ever want. :D'/><category term='Act natural Be emotional Show my insecurities'/><category term='Kini aku menyesal mencintaimu.'/><category term='How can someone make you so sad. But still you only want them to stay.'/><category term='Wishing on my lucky stars that you&apos;ll be mine eventually.'/><category term='I sayang same Merak Kayangan'/><category term='Alhamdulillah.'/><category term='and there is nth to change bout it'/><category term='aku upload k?'/><category term='Something so simple like hearing you name. Puts me in a place where I couldn&apos;t explain.'/><category term='Say what you need to say.'/><category term='I get back to 2010 all the time.'/><category term='Tragedy was a destiny'/><category term='Semoge kao bahagie.'/><category term='He doesn&apos;t care how I feel'/><category term='Erm'/><category term='My first love break my heart for the first time.'/><category term='I&apos;m in pieces. Baby fix me.'/><category term='It&apos;s random but I always feel this way.But whatever it is I am jealous of Barbie for being pretty.'/><category term='You left me with a wrong idea.'/><category term='I said goodbye to you and now I am saying hello again'/><category term='I love my Merak Kayangan.'/><category term='NEVER SAY NEVER'/><category term='All elastic.'/><category term='I am letting you go and I my mind can store more stuff. tehee'/><category term='Is love all I need from you or do I need you to have love?'/><category term='Lots of love; Syafiiqah'/><category term='Please make holiday be over ASAP'/><category term='Love is overrated. Fuck it.'/><category term='...'/><category term='You asked what was wrong and I answered nothing. I turned around and whispered E V E R Y T H I N G'/><category term='When you hold my hand then I understand that its meant to be'/><category term='I love you'/><category term='I&apos;ll never let you go.'/><category term='Things always change for the better. Just believe.'/><category term='With or without fringe arh?'/><category term='where do I go'/><category term='I have been weak for too long and now it&apos;s time for me to be strong. Can&apos;t allow you to get me distracted.'/><category term='Does everyone feel the way I do?'/><category term='my fight is your fight and my breath is your breath'/><category term='make me yours'/><category term='Akuh sayang sama akuh peyh adeq ~'/><category term='If only you could be mine.'/><category term='I know I&apos;m your friend but I wanna be much more.'/><category term='Know the full story before you take sides.'/><category term='I am sorry. I guess I am taking this too far. You go on to your own path and I would go mine. Everything will be ahkayy now right?'/><category term='Freaking ass. Pukimak sial.'/><category term='Let love come by itself'/><category term='Got to give you to someone who loves you more and that person is....'/><category term='Love isn&apos;t always accurate in my fairytale'/><title type='text'>ASYAAA♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>202</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1655302941205464023</id><published>2011-05-23T05:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T06:32:47.385-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alhamdulillah.'/><title type='text'>Catch me if you can.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Okay lol. The previous post I sounded so erm.. Immature and ermm.. dependant on guys. Hahaha. Stupid me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Results are out! Sorta dissapointed with myself for getting that shit-stained grade in my report book. Gosh, it's okay though. I'll do better next time. I'll really work hard ass from now onwards. Promise. I hatehatehate seeing my parents looking down or maybe be dissapointed of my performance. I wanna make em proud. And, that day will come soon. Being the eldest among my siblings, I have to set an example for my other siblings to follow. So, revision will start as soon as June hols starts. I'll revise absolutely hard and be a nerd for whoever cares. So what if you're going to enjoy your holidays watching movies and go window-shopping everyday. I'm going to be your boss someday and you're going to wash my car. Lol, did I just say that? Hahaha I can't believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;So, tomorrow we have that stupid Health thingy. I really don't get the point of that. They could simply make PE twice a week for the rest of the year so that we have our sufficient exercise. What's the use of having just one particular day doing all this exercise? It's not as if you're gonna burn fats in that one day. So, might as well have PE twice a day. Pfft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Haish, I don't really know what has gotten into me. I'm avoiding friends. Since the beginning of the year, I have this feeling that being a loner is much better. Like there's more peace. But I bet you ppl reading this doubt so. You might feel that friends are your world blablabla. Yes, it's true. But, I feel that being alone is more peaceful. Like when you are with yourself, you are yourself. Lol, did I make any sense? Haha. What I meant was, if you wanna hide something from your friends, you probably pretend that everything is as it is to your friends when the truth is that, it's disturbing you deep inside. For example, you're actually sad. But not to trouble your friends, you pretend that you're fine. Then, at home, before you sleep, you'll cry. Now, you have to settle two things. First, your initial feeling of being sad and second, the feeling of "lying" with your friends. Lol, do I still make no sense? Haha, heck my language. thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhh! I want last year to not end. Last year was my dream year. The dream which I never want to wake up from. But, without a choice, I had to wake up and go through this hell year. I'm not enjoying it that much, that is for sure. But thanks to my dear class, 3e3, it makes it possible for me to survive the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Wow, this is a long post. Haha. I see those pretty girls walking down the street, beside me and I get jealous. I'll always think to myself. Why am I not her? But, I have to be grateful to what Allah has given me. My life, my family, my friends, happiness, sadness, a home for shelter, sufficient food and a safe country to live in. Ppl in poor country's worried about dying because of hunger or being eaten by some huge vultures while I am here, worrying about what to wear when I go out, how much to bring when I go out, what food to eat, sometimes even very choosy of the food consumed. I have to stop complaining, start being thankful to whatever Allah has given me and start realising how much help the ppl in poor countries need. Cause, what we have now, is not ours to take, but ours to share. Allah give us what we have for a reason. A reason to help those in need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Well, I think Ihave written more than enough. I don't think anyone will read this post since blog is "out-fashioned". But, I always post a piece of my mind. Lol, K. Must go now. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1655302941205464023?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1655302941205464023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/05/catch-me-if-you-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1655302941205464023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1655302941205464023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/05/catch-me-if-you-can.html' title='Catch me if you can.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3908535836589418483</id><published>2011-05-06T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T09:46:54.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I know I&apos;m your friend but I wanna be much more.'/><title type='text'>You see, i like you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Have you ever felt like the whole world is against you? Like you have no shoulders to lean on when you have to shed a tear or two, or a pair of listening ears for you to pour out your heart's burden. I'm feeling that these days. I have a hunch that most of my friends, seniors, juniors as well, dislike or probably detest me. I'm crying every night and wake up with eyes like fishballs. I remebered telling myself never to cry for any men. Guess what? I shed tears for this dude. How lame can that ever be? ): It's just, we were close and now, we barely speak to each other. Furthermore, he's changed. He literally tranformed into this bad boy which I truthfully dislike. He finally gathers enough courage to speak with girls now unlike last time. Tell me, what kind of friend likes their friend to change drastically and stop talking with you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3908535836589418483?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3908535836589418483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-see-i-like-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3908535836589418483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3908535836589418483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-see-i-like-you.html' title='You see, i like you.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-7135705877646249431</id><published>2011-04-09T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T09:48:42.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold of Honours FTW.'/><title type='text'>Cause after Sunday is Monday and Tuesday is the day after.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Syf is around the corner. I watched the dance of the previous Syf through youtube and my heart just pounded like mad. They are all so synchronised and their formations are just perfect. Whereas our dance, we need improvements. We have to better our technics and keep the mood up. I understand that we're tired and there's just no energy for us to make the dance lively. I don't smile at times. Shh, don't tell anyone. Haha. However, I can't wait for Monday because we get to see the real thing. What I meant was the stage. The venue which we are going to do our thing. I can't wait for Monday but I can wait for Tuesday. I'm so nervous that things are not going to be the way as it seems. Goshhhh. Oh Allah, pls make our dance go smoothly and may we get the best award we should achieve. Amin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-7135705877646249431?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7135705877646249431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/04/cause-after-sunday-is-monday-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7135705877646249431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7135705877646249431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/04/cause-after-sunday-is-monday-and.html' title='Cause after Sunday is Monday and Tuesday is the day after.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6446184118941772251</id><published>2011-03-26T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T08:08:21.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku upload k?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aku malas nak upload gambar hari ini. Lain hari bile aku free and rajin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Erm'/><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;May Peace Be Upon You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it has been a month since I last updated this dear blog of mine. My life these days has been revolving mostly around studies, homework and school. By inferencing from this three words, you can predict how my life has been this few weeks. SYF is around the corner and I'm nervous of the outcome of our greatest efforts. I believe that the outcome will bring us tears of joy instead of sadness. I believe that we can make it but that does not mean that there is no room for improvements. Nothing is perfect in this world except for the creations that Allah made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I think I've got myself trapped in this word called love. Not literally trap, but I think that I'm feeling what I felt 2 years ago. But what I feel now is a minor one compared to the previous one. But still, I know I would not drown myself with tears just because it would not turn out as what I hoped to be. I won't be that weak girl no more. She don't get herself fooled with reality now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop that. I'm going to my cousin's crib tomorrow. Going to have some quality time with relatives. I'm not totally looking forward to it. I'm exhausted from the practices. My shoulder aches form carrying a heavy bag. I'm not enjoying school. You make me not enjoy it. I'm becoming furious with you. Go shit bricks. Bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6446184118941772251?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6446184118941772251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/03/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6446184118941772251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6446184118941772251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/03/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2426266546226107938</id><published>2011-03-04T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T06:01:26.609-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If only you could be mine.'/><title type='text'>Cause love's not that easy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like you but you like her and I have a hunch that she likes you too. Every single day I try my best not to show that I liked you. But I think that that is one of my daily challenges now. I tried to imagine both of you guys together and it breaks my heart. Truly. The other night I dreamt of you both and the whole of that day I'm just like depressed. I mean, I'm not totally sad but my mood sure got affected. Please take not, I'm not crazily in love with you but I just feel that I will like it if you have the same feelings for me too. Kbai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2426266546226107938?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2426266546226107938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/03/cause-loves-not-that-easy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2426266546226107938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2426266546226107938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/03/cause-loves-not-that-easy.html' title='Cause love&apos;s not that easy.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-8210427992549895665</id><published>2011-02-26T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T06:05:16.464-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All elastic.'/><title type='text'>Auditions for ASEAN SYF Crand Opening.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Hellu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;I was awake by 5.30 am to get myself dolled-up for the ASEAN SYF Grand Opening's audition. Gave Inah a call to tell her that I'm all ready to meet up. We then headed to Sun Plaza's toilet to let Inah put on her lens. Since Diny's grandfather is doing us a favour by sending us there, we met her near Sun Plaza. We ate our breakfast in the car as there was limited time for us to eat in the Mac. We were pretty early. We went to register our names and had our numbers taped to our shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;To my surprise, the audition had nothing to do with malaydance. It was purely on ballet. We started it up with intensive stretching. We were told to do split and other stretches that you normally see a ballerina do. My legs were all stretched. That is for sure. The instructor then taught us some simple basic ballet routines. It was easy at the beginning and it challenged me soon after. The dance routines were extremely fast and it involved your legs to go as high as the sky and some jumping. It was fun but the feeling of not having to catch up the routines really makes me feel upset. Well, let what has been done, be done. No regrets for it. However, I strongly think that it was really unfair that we don't get to be in the next round just because we had to dance ballet. For goodness sake, we're malay dancers plus we have zero experience in ballet and you expect us to do ballet? Nice. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-8210427992549895665?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8210427992549895665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/auditions-for-asean-syf-crand-opening.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8210427992549895665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8210427992549895665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/auditions-for-asean-syf-crand-opening.html' title='Auditions for ASEAN SYF Crand Opening.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-5306866807092832692</id><published>2011-02-23T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T05:45:43.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You left me with a wrong idea.'/><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;May Peace Be Upon You,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Crapcrapcrapcrapcrap. I strongly feel that I am going to fail my English paper, hands down. As for SS, there's a 50% chance that I may have a moderate mark for it. E Math, I hope I will pass it with flying colours cause if I don't, I am a big dissapointment. So far, 3 papers down, 2 more to go. Tomorrow's chemistry and malay the day after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Just now house meeting was like asdfghjkl! WALAO! So very the mendak. ): Then somemore wanna go home and revise my chem. Chem, tsk, I think, I think, I think I won't do well. :/ URGH ! It seems that almost every subject I'm going to fail badly. I. am. a. big. failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-5306866807092832692?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5306866807092832692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5306866807092832692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5306866807092832692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-7717540539236776629</id><published>2011-02-20T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T06:05:21.374-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I get back to 2010 all the time.'/><title type='text'>The saddest girls are th ones who smiles the most.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Well, tommorrow's Common Test. I have not technically revised my work thoroughly. My Physics books is in my locker and now, I have nothing to revise with for Physics. As for English, man, I have zero idea on how to improve my language. This goes out to Mother Tongue too. I really salute those who get As for their language. I guess they had their basics. Well, as for math, I'm clueless with everything. Trustme. I always mix E with A math. As for Science, I'm okay with it. But, I have to read the textbook more. If I had to compare Physics with Chemistry, I prefer Chemistry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Well, nowadays I'm disorganised, I reach home at 7:30 max. I use foul launguage too many a times. I sleep in class. I don't put in my all for my homework. I slack. I get angry too easily. I laugh lesser. I'm not that cheery now a days. I frown more than once everyday. I smile when I really need to smile. Unlike last time. I'll just smile at things that don't require me to smile. And, I hate what I am right now. I wanna be that very neat, cheery and organised girl I used to be. ):&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/6707852495339971196-7717540539236776629?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7717540539236776629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/saddest-girls-are-th-ones-who-smiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7717540539236776629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7717540539236776629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/saddest-girls-are-th-ones-who-smiles.html' title='The saddest girls are th ones who smiles the most.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-8335121729864204065</id><published>2011-02-20T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T05:21:14.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCVuKcwXlR8/TWEUk3GH02I/AAAAAAAAAUE/giz_HQMrMSc/s1600/SAM_0374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575760437158859618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCVuKcwXlR8/TWEUk3GH02I/AAAAAAAAAUE/giz_HQMrMSc/s320/SAM_0374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNsfUdj1G9I/TWEUko5lPII/AAAAAAAAAT8/PYsdVG92Bis/s1600/SAM_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575760433348164738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNsfUdj1G9I/TWEUko5lPII/AAAAAAAAAT8/PYsdVG92Bis/s320/SAM_0373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4xotz2ZDMQ/TWEUlBZ3kPI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HQBSJKIntxk/s1600/SAM_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575760439926034674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b4xotz2ZDMQ/TWEUlBZ3kPI/AAAAAAAAAUM/HQBSJKIntxk/s320/SAM_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vd7Hn2EGIrE/TWEUkcg08sI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AZOUDvNLIgQ/s1600/SAM_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575760430023111362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vd7Hn2EGIrE/TWEUkcg08sI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AZOUDvNLIgQ/s320/SAM_0372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;Dayah, Here are the pics you wanted. Sorry I kept you waiting for a week. Kthxbai. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-8335121729864204065?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8335121729864204065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/dayah-here-are-pics-you-wanted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8335121729864204065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8335121729864204065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/dayah-here-are-pics-you-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCVuKcwXlR8/TWEUk3GH02I/AAAAAAAAAUE/giz_HQMrMSc/s72-c/SAM_0374.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1276731287289267495</id><published>2011-02-13T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T04:00:52.582-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I.had.fun.during.chingay.'/><title type='text'>Chingay with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KFQAypwqs4/TVfFv_Z7dGI/AAAAAAAAATs/EdxIzQSq7NE/s1600/SAM_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573140492158989410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KFQAypwqs4/TVfFv_Z7dGI/AAAAAAAAATs/EdxIzQSq7NE/s320/SAM_0347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIUkgddQkBo/TVfFvpjJsNI/AAAAAAAAATk/bWxBOK6PfsM/s1600/SAM_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573140486292091090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nIUkgddQkBo/TVfFvpjJsNI/AAAAAAAAATk/bWxBOK6PfsM/s320/SAM_0329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfZlfVzrWtY/TVfFvRr12HI/AAAAAAAAATc/xzPB-lmHOH4/s1600/SAM_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573140479886088306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfZlfVzrWtY/TVfFvRr12HI/AAAAAAAAATc/xzPB-lmHOH4/s320/SAM_0286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0sZu8wKQCM/TVfFvFHlTtI/AAAAAAAAATU/_XxUdvQAGX0/s1600/SAM_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573140476512784082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k0sZu8wKQCM/TVfFvFHlTtI/AAAAAAAAATU/_XxUdvQAGX0/s320/SAM_0295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_OqdvQaGSk/TVfFupkDWMI/AAAAAAAAATM/UDxQI_0h95I/s1600/SAM_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573140469116000450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d_OqdvQaGSk/TVfFupkDWMI/AAAAAAAAATM/UDxQI_0h95I/s320/SAM_0296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;HelloHelloHello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Well, as you can see, Chingay was yesterday and the day before.(There are of course more pictures but I'm simply too lazy to upload.) It was nerve racking yet exciting. I was dancing with a smile on my face till the show ended. Seriousshit. It was really a fruitfull and enjoyable proess eventhough it is really tiring. Hours and hours of sleep is lost but nvm, the outcome was fabulously marvelous. I had fun, no doubt. And now that Chingay is over, I miss all the ppl that participates. I miss every single detail of it. I'm considering myself to join again next year for Chingay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;And since today is the Sunday and I lost my Saturday for Chingay, I had to complet all of my homework today and that homework is like a lot. -.- Psft. Why must the weekends pass by so fast? Why??? _l_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1276731287289267495?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1276731287289267495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/chingay-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1276731287289267495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1276731287289267495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/chingay-with-love.html' title='Chingay with love'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KFQAypwqs4/TVfFv_Z7dGI/AAAAAAAAATs/EdxIzQSq7NE/s72-c/SAM_0347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4030531995581507177</id><published>2011-02-05T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T02:35:16.840-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prepaid down.'/><title type='text'>And you call yourself a friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Today feels like Sunday. I guess maybe I rushed my homework as if tomorrow's school. However, the actual fact is that tomorrow's Sunday. Going to be away the whole day tomorrow because of Chingay practice. I'm so lazy. ): But what the heck, for the sake of the cash. Bohoo. So, I completed most of my homework. I'm left with English third draft and points for my public speaking. My strategy for public speaking is to come prepared. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;small&gt;Omg, my heart beats at a speed of a racing car as soon as I received your text. I know you're gonna confront me. What about? About that thing I told you the other night. Don't you know that it was meant to be a secret? Sometimes, you just have to know what to tell and what not to. And now, I've got myself into my own shit. My hand stinks. I know there's gonna be tears and anger and shame, but I think karma is revolving around me right now. Shish, so much for having someone to talk to. And oh, I suck balls at stopping my tears from falling and confronting. I hope I don't lose myself cause I know some things you're gonna say will hurt. I hope you'll forgive. Sorry. I blog to express. Not to impress.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;And oh, my prepaid is down. Don't text me if possible. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;-And you call yourself a friend.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-4030531995581507177?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4030531995581507177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-you-call-yourself-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4030531995581507177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4030531995581507177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/and-you-call-yourself-friend.html' title='And you call yourself a friend.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-7228030149293697784</id><published>2011-02-01T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T06:15:18.274-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You made my heart melt.'/><title type='text'>Awesome, tiring, fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;School was great. I brought my sweater along but whattheheck, it did not rain that much today as compared to yesterday. -.-" Psft. But to conclude today in three words. Awesome, tiring, fun. I am beginning to be confident in E/A Math class. Yes, I'll feel afraid before the lesson starts. But, I'll feel a little more confident when I know I did my work. Unfortunately, I had 17 as my register number and Teacher seems to love that number. ): Asyasad.com Lol, k, merepek. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Tomorrow's ChineseNewYear celebration. I heard Sham is gonna perform. Well, all the best. I still strongly feel that the celebration's gonna be best if 2e1 is tgt. ): Gonna meet Inah early in the morning to have our breakfast. School's gonna end at 10.30am tomorrow !! Yeszah bby ! K, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;My mum told me that if someone is being a gentlemen to you, it means that that guy likes you. Omgomgomg. Really ?! Haha. I mean, it does makes sense. Okay, lol. Actually, small gestures from gentlemen melts me. I may not like that guy, but really, it will literally melt me. I can feel my heart melt. Brr. I can't stand being with a gentlemen cause I may become a liquid sooner or later. Haha. But, serious. Gentlemen = melt = me. Bzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-7228030149293697784?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7228030149293697784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/awesome-tiring-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7228030149293697784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7228030149293697784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/02/awesome-tiring-fun.html' title='Awesome, tiring, fun'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6692907363090925845</id><published>2011-01-30T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T07:20:26.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A day without you is like a year without rain.'/><title type='text'>It has been raining everyday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;May peace be upon you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is so cool. It had not stopped raining since early in the morning. Slept the whole afternoon and I am now rushing through my homework to get it done. Brrr. I really appreciate that the weather is cool and all but going to school will be so leceh now. -.-" Need to bring umbrella or else I'm gonna be soakin' wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday will come in an hours time. And school's gonna start in 7-8 hours. Sibei lazy to wake up early in the morning. Drag my feet to the bathroom. Haish. And wow, I have eye ring. Coolio. -.- Chingay will be next week and at last, practices will end. Seriously exhausted after the practice cause it ends at night at about 10.30. I will only reach home at about 12. Plus, I have to complete all of my homeworks and wake up at six the next day. Gosh, fortunately all that is gonna end next week and I'll receive my money soon. Alhamdulillah. I'm not really sure I could spend it on anything, though. Cause really, the economics is really wow, and you might not know when you really need the money. So yeah, got to save it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright peeps, now it marks 11:17pm. And I have to complete my damn English homework. It's hard to score for English. Haiyo. I aim to get A2 this year. And I must get it. No one's stopping me but me. The only obstacle you'll see. I guess I'm gonna go off and complete my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6692907363090925845?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6692907363090925845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-has-been-raining-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6692907363090925845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6692907363090925845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-has-been-raining-everyday.html' title='It has been raining everyday.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3887806915439526312</id><published>2011-01-29T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T08:21:34.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F bye.'/><title type='text'>Sibei tired right nao.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Assalamu'alaikum,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I am sibei tired right now. I have late night these days. The reason is that I had to complete my homework. Haish, I think I complain a lot these days. -.- I am sucha pathetic bitch. Don't know how to appreciate. -.-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Didn't get to go to chalet due to Chingay. Well, in a month time, I don't have to go to Lavender anymore cause Chingay will be on 11 and 12. I'll miss going there though. It's like my routine already. Psft. What crap. Lulz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I've made up my mind to just follow the wind. As in to just be with whoever is with me. I feel like I'm always with my malaydancers and neglecting on my other friends which means I am being unfair. Sometimes it's fun having many friends but sometimes you just don't know how to not hurt both of them. Gosh! I feel like I have hurt someone. Grrr, so guilty right nao. Psft. But the thing is, I feel like my other friends are ignoring me which bugs me a little. Dayum, it's so hard. Am I at fault over here or people have to be more understanding? F***. Seriousshit manszxc. _l_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3887806915439526312?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3887806915439526312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/sibei-tired-right-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3887806915439526312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3887806915439526312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/sibei-tired-right-nao.html' title='Sibei tired right nao.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6888116916187814055</id><published>2011-01-25T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T03:38:43.875-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sorry'/><title type='text'>I failed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello Fellow Leaders,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel like I have failed being a good senior and a friend. My junior(s) are not liking their cca. What am I supposed to do ? I know I'm not the leader of it, but it really affects me. What have we done that make you guys feel that way ? I'm sorry I'm being really sensitive and insecure to this thing cause come on, malaydance is my passion and I want to share my passion with you guys. ): Well, as a friend, I think I'm not being a good friend. I don't spend much time with you guys like we used to the other time. And, sometimes I'm biased. Let's not call it biased. I sometimes talk more to one person than to another. I know how it feels to have someone not talking to you that much. And I strongly feel that I have failed being a good friend and a senior. I'm sorry I've dissapointed you guys. I. really. am. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was alright. I'm so grateful that there was no A maths today. Mdm Vani replaced our A math with E math test. I think the test was moderately difficult. Managed to complete it on time. Hehe. Then, the rest of the lessons was great. Then, stayed back for a moment. :D P/s : I wanna hug anyone, someone, specifically Inah right now or better said, soon ! Gosh, I really need it. Bohoo ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6888116916187814055?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6888116916187814055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-failed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6888116916187814055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6888116916187814055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-failed.html' title='I failed.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-9178516279136569418</id><published>2011-01-24T02:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T02:43:58.701-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sacrifices are made to benefit yourself.'/><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Good Evening felow readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been neutral. Nothing exciting happened. I seriously regretted not appreciating my sec2 moments back then. What I meant was the weight of the bag and the less pressure. ): I can't really cope with studies. I am very exhausted. Now my head is throbbing and I'm down with flu and I think my temperature is rising. Should I go to school tomorrow? I wish I don't have to but that means I should give lessons a miss. And that's sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-9178516279136569418?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/9178516279136569418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/9178516279136569418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/9178516279136569418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-5472965508583319458</id><published>2011-01-17T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T04:53:33.981-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kini aku menyesal mencintaimu karena cintaku dipermainkan secukup-cukupnya.'/><title type='text'>Life is all about learning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Alright, lessons are back to normal. It has been 5 days of no lessons and I'm trying to adapt myself. Lol, sounds so pathetic. Ikr. Shit is all I get. Psft. I'm hating Maths right now. I used to love Maths. Srsly. But now, we have nothing in common. We're like the earth and the sky. Psft. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was great but lessons sucks. Haha, don't make any sense. To be specific, maths and english sucks. I was so tensed up during Math lesson. Till today, I'm not used to the atmosphere. As for English, lesson was so dull. It was almost black and white. Where has all the fun gone to ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel suckish. I have over 20 math questions to be completed, but I'm still here updating my blog. I have zero clue on what Matrix is. Teacher expects us to complete the work without knowing what Matrix is. Yea, great. An intelligent human being we have here. What, we're not born knowing everything, you know. -.-" Crap. I hate this to the core. The government is pushing us hard thinking that we're robots made to serve them or something. Srsly man. I bet they don't wanna recall their teenage life seeing that they devoted themselves for studies. Seriously, fuck my life. I don't want it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-5472965508583319458?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5472965508583319458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-is-all-about-learning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5472965508583319458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5472965508583319458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-is-all-about-learning.html' title='Life is all about learning.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4145885916876204209</id><published>2011-01-14T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T07:34:56.577-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love is overrated. Fuck it.'/><title type='text'>Merak Kayangan cinta</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Alright, I am currently feeling so exhausted from the 3-days orientation and CCA open house. I had to miss lessons, ofcourse. Both good and bad thing cause I will have some hard time coping with the new topics which I heard were unreasonably difficult. But, I get to escape from all that scolding and have fun. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Well, was so down for the past few days. Don't ask me why. Blame it on him/her. Cried myself to sleep the day before yesterday. Really, I swore my heart broke to maybe, a million pieces. Gyeah. And guess what, till today, I can't paste all the pieces together. Someone or anyone wants to help me ? Nah, nvm you're just another busybody wanting to know what's going on. :/ But, my frown turned upside down the next day, which is yesterday. I can't forget that incident. So cute and shy. Hehehee. Okay, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;CCA was superbly fantastic. We didn't stop dancing. We just continued and continued and continued. Super gerek pls. Hehs. Merak Kayangan is loved. And oh yea, and one thing about CCAs I don't wanna fight or quarrel or whatever you name it. Just let it be.  Just let things the way it wants to be. I just don't want this stuffs to happen alright ? Payce. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-4145885916876204209?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4145885916876204209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/merak-kayangan-cinta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4145885916876204209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4145885916876204209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/merak-kayangan-cinta.html' title='Merak Kayangan cinta'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2346581341745634304</id><published>2011-01-07T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T07:06:44.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Have not been enjoying my days in school because of the too-thick books. Crap. However, my class was alright. They're brilliant. They make me laugh in class. But the silence that occur everytime we're doing our work scares me. It's pin drop silence. Now, being in that class scares me. They seem to be a bunch of students with A LOT of potential. But as for me, I think luck sent me there. Hmph. Sedih pe sia. So, I think I'm alright with all the topics SO FAR. Insya'allah saya dapat cope. Kalau tak, mampus la kau, Syafiiqah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Lol, okayla. The time now is 11.06pm. Fatigued. Pfft. Gosh, I have lack of sleep. Like ttc. Tsk. Okay, I now declare myself talking cock. Psft. Okayla, mata aku pon da steam. ChaloBeteh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2346581341745634304?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2346581341745634304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/have-not-been-enjoying-my-days-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2346581341745634304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2346581341745634304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/have-not-been-enjoying-my-days-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-9111622133693639502</id><published>2011-01-04T06:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T07:08:29.373-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss 2e1. Sad that time don&apos;t rewind.'/><title type='text'>The first day of uppersec life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;May Peace Be Upon You and Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today's the first day of school. Had to be in school by 6.10. Psft. Had coucil meeting blablabla. Then, Blablabla happened. Then, we had to go to our class. We had this circle time which was super duper uber awesome I tell you. I laughed my arse out. Maybe, my new class isn't as bad after all. But still, really, my heart belongs to 2e1. It's the only place which I fit in. Srsly. I'm not lying. I feel like I'm not myself when I'm with my new classmates. I'm afraid that they'll think I'm just one lame, loser, retard bitch lost in their class or whatsoever. Ms Fong was being silly and cute. And I really mean what I say. She was asking so innocently about where we go and was curious what we did at home for 2 long months, which now feels like two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SkipSkipSkip. Then, we had "assembly". The principal kept babbling about her past. I was like, "Don't show off, women. And, who cares what you do. You'll be a part of my life for just 2 short years." Psft. And the talk was uber long. And I'm not lying. My arse was hot. Girl, I could fry an egg. But, subconsciously, I realised myself actually, literally, listening to what she said. Somehow the talk wasn't sleepy and dry. It was lively but painful. Grrrr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Heck, lesson will resume as per normal from tomorrow onwards. The textbooks are so thick. I reallyseriouslynodoubt need a locker. Anyone wants to share with me ? I really think that locker is an essential material in a schooling teenager's life. Lulszxc. I don't wanna study. ): Haish, nvm. In 2011, I'm gonna change no doubt. May be for the better, may be for the worse. It's up to your perspective. But the change's gonna be obvious, I guess. I will devote myself more to studying since O's will be next year and I have A LOT of coping up to do. I will also TRY (no promises) to attend every meetings and duties. I will be lame and kental maybe nerdy too but, keep your opinions and thoughts to yourself. I don't need no bitch bitching about me being so kental. I wanna shape my future. Chey, mcm phm. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-9111622133693639502?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/9111622133693639502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-day-of-uppersec-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/9111622133693639502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/9111622133693639502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-day-of-uppersec-life.html' title='The first day of uppersec life.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-40080803067372215</id><published>2011-01-02T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T05:44:08.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wishing on my lucky stars that you&apos;ll be mine eventually.'/><title type='text'>Only me and this fucking world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;May Peace Be Upon You and Good Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate this shit. -.- Tomorrow's gonna be the last day of holidays. But, whocares? School's gonna be BETTER. There's food, there's friends, there's teachers, there's fun, there's laughter, there's studying and best of all, there's AWESOMNESS. But, I don't know why I was so enthusiastic for school to re-open yesterday but now I'm wishing on my lucky stars for school to last at least a month more. Cries. I am not ready for what 2011 has for me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made a twitter account just now. I swear, I was blur. I was like how the heck do I do this? How to follow ? Lol. I followed 2 ppl and 3 ppl followed me. WEEEE~ K, perangai merepek. -.- (Get me out of this house soon. I beg you. Sekolah buka cepat-cepat pon bagus sia!) Psft. BYE. Fml and I hate everyone right now. Except for JustinB. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-40080803067372215?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/40080803067372215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/only-me-and-this-fucking-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/40080803067372215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/40080803067372215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/only-me-and-this-fucking-world.html' title='Only me and this fucking world.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-238921316869559196</id><published>2011-01-01T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T05:49:11.178-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things always change for the better. Just believe.'/><title type='text'>Welcome 2011♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Good Night and May Peace Be Upon You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's gonna re-open in another 3days and I am still struggling with my homeworks. I'm 1/4 done with IH project and sort of done with Math. Heh. Did some of the questions which I sort of remember how to do. Lulz. I can't wait for school to re-open, though. I wanna eat canteen food. I wanna meet my friends. I wanna go to school early in the morning. I wanna laugh till I can't breath. I wanna smile to every Sec 1 student. I wanna be friendlier. I want to be a better daughter. I want to be a better friend. I want to be a better student. I want to excel in my studies. I want 2011 to be a blast. ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-238921316869559196?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/238921316869559196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/238921316869559196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/238921316869559196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2011/01/welcome-2011.html' title='Welcome 2011♥'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6525544707869891578</id><published>2010-12-28T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T09:06:04.993-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank you Allah for giving me the best parents a child would ever want. :D'/><title type='text'>I wish that I was pretty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish I was pretty. I wish I have fucking long, jet black hair. )': Tsssk! Since the day I cut my hair, my self-esteem and confidence level dropped. Psft. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to SembawangShoppingCentre to see stuffs. Then, headed to Chong Pang to search for my bag. Bought an Everlast bag and I swear I didn't regret choosing it. I had to make a wise decision on buying that Everlast bag or a Converse bag. The Everlast bag was better in quality while the Converse bag was better looking. So, thought that quality is better than looks. The Everlast bag costs $50 oii! I love my parents for buying me that bag.. ♥♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;School's gonna re-open in less than a week. I'm excited for school. I wanna meet my friends. But fuck, things are gonna change from next year onwards. ): I'm not gonna be in the same class with most of my class and that's depressing. Whatever. Life is full of changes. Ahhh, I'm not satisfied with my hair. Fml. ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6525544707869891578?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6525544707869891578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish-that-i-was-pretty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6525544707869891578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6525544707869891578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish-that-i-was-pretty.html' title='I wish that I was pretty.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-813466620267659681</id><published>2010-12-27T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T09:43:39.042-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s random but I always feel this way.But whatever it is I am jealous of Barbie for being pretty.'/><title type='text'>Because I'm not Barbie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am never gonna be like Barbie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I am not pretty. My complexion is not flawless. I don't have thin lips. My eyebrow is not like Barbie. I don't have a sharp nose. My skin is not fucking smooth. I don't have the perfect slender body. My legs are short. I don't have silky straight hair. I don't have a perfect boyfriend. I suck balls in love. I am not rich. I don't get what I want all the time. I am not always happy like Barbie is. I sometimes cry myself to sleep. I have eye bags. My fingers are not long. And yes, I am jealous of Barbie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;BUT, I have friends that love and appreciate me. My parents love me and try their hardest to make me and my other siblings happy. I am happy because they are around me. And in return, I'll always be there for them when they are in need because friends and families are important. :'D&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/6707852495339971196-813466620267659681?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/813466620267659681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/because-im-not-barbie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/813466620267659681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/813466620267659681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/because-im-not-barbie.html' title='Because I&apos;m not Barbie.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1930010143649556054</id><published>2010-12-27T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T08:38:58.471-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I speak because I can.'/><title type='text'>I have a cute hairstyle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello and May peace be upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I am feeling so fatigued from the intensive practices every week. But, whatever it is, I love every second of it. Sometimes I feel like I was born to dance. Malay dance. Don't depend on me to dance hiphop. I suck balls at that. HarHar :3 Basically, I bathed after practice and then slept. The initial plan was to buy my bag after 4. But then, silly me overslept and my bag have to wait till the next day. Instead, I woke up, prayed, doll myself up and went to the hairdresser's. Went to have a cut. Initially, I wanted to just TRIM my hair. But then the sweet auntie cut more than what I expected. And now, my lovely soft hair is the level of my shoulder. AND THAT'S SHORT. ): I love my fringe, though. Hehee. With my new hairstyle, I look younger than before. And that's partially good. I don't want no human being thinking I am Primary 5 or 6 when I am SEC 3 next year. HAISH.  Well, nevermind. AT LEAST I LOOK YOUNGER. :3 Oh, I don't get it with people this days. Act like they're completely matured adults when the actual fact is that they're just teenagers. Wanna grow up so fast for what? I bet when you're a completely matured adult, you'll be begging to be a teenager again.  I mean like, come on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;PEACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1930010143649556054?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1930010143649556054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-cute-hairstyle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1930010143649556054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1930010143649556054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-cute-hairstyle.html' title='I have a cute hairstyle.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1936352580959321054</id><published>2010-12-23T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:32:50.974-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss the way it was supposed to be.'/><title type='text'>I am not ready for school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;School's gonna re-open about a week from today.  I have not done &lt;underline&gt;any&lt;/underline&gt; of my homework. My new books have not been put on my shelf. My old books are still on my shelf. I have not bought my bag. I have not read my new books. I am still lazing around the house, pretending that school's gonna start next month. I can safely say that I'm not ready for school. AND, I am not ready or maybe not looking forward for 2011. Well, things have changed through the years. I have changed. So, maybe I'm afraid that things will change when 2011 is here. ): But, I'm excited for school to re-open though. I miss my friends. I miss feeling scared when the teacher scolds the class. I miss laughing with my classmates. I miss this. I miss that. But, as I told you, things' gonna change. I will not be in the same class with most of my classmates and that's sad. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaish. )';&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1936352580959321054?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1936352580959321054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-not-ready-for-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1936352580959321054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1936352580959321054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-not-ready-for-school.html' title='I am not ready for school.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4352670505173191275</id><published>2010-12-23T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T21:20:41.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I was as pretty as her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I was as pretty as her. ):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&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/6707852495339971196-4352670505173191275?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4352670505173191275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish-i-was-as-pretty-as-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4352670505173191275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4352670505173191275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish-i-was-as-pretty-as-her.html' title='I wish I was as pretty as her.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3218227921725470486</id><published>2010-12-12T03:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T04:56:10.638-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For the rest of my life I&apos;ll be loving you.'/><title type='text'>Sometimes you just have to put on a fake smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello and may peace be upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I just realised that whenever I post, I'm either mad or sad. Fuck, I miss someone. If only he knows. ): I thought this feeling comes and one day go away. But, Idk why it's beginning to grow. Well, whatever it is, I'm not gonna be a depressed bitch. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, gonna go to the airport soon. Fetching my Atuk from Australia. I hope he buys something awesome for me. Hehehe. Afterwards, sleeping at cousin's crib. Yepeee~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday went for Chingay. We have to dance at this parade square. The surface was rough and my sole is now smooth. I'm so lovin' it. ^^Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Yours Truly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3218227921725470486?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3218227921725470486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-you-just-have-to-put-on-fake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3218227921725470486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3218227921725470486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/12/sometimes-you-just-have-to-put-on-fake.html' title='Sometimes you just have to put on a fake smile.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1757140042270238960</id><published>2010-11-29T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T03:03:56.359-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Something so simple like hearing you name. Puts me in a place where I couldn&apos;t explain.'/><title type='text'>I love Inaah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TPOC0rASyxI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7NGL7LIVcgA/s1600/AsyaInah+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544919407631977234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TPOC0rASyxI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7NGL7LIVcgA/s320/AsyaInah%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TPOC0d60N_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/bpOizGTiiEs/s1600/AsyaInah+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544919404119341042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TPOC0d60N_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/bpOizGTiiEs/s320/AsyaInah%2B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TPOAVwTVNDI/AAAAAAAAASs/OPYmq4wDp_o/s1600/AsyaInah+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544916677454804018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TPOAVwTVNDI/AAAAAAAAASs/OPYmq4wDp_o/s320/AsyaInah%2B3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello and May Peace Be Upon You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;You see that lady up there ? Yeaa, that's right. She's my sisterlove. I love her ttm please ! Very pretty right ? I mean her.  :DD So, just now went to Ntuc to accompany this Makcik to Sunplaza Ntuc. I don't know what to do at home other than using the computer, so just accompany her lah. And I know how it feels finding groceries in the Ntuc alone. Haha. How I know ? Dah biase. :D Then, went back home all wet and all because it was raining cats and dogs. Use the comp and now, here I am ! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;So, tomorrow's the class "camp". Sad though that some are not coming.  The ones I know are Brigita, Huang Hui, Ron, Raktim?, Fu Sen and my alltimefavourite member, Yon Jing. Sad. Oh ! Amelia's not coming too. D: I'm goona have to make camp a miss from 10am to 1pm. There's MalayDance tomorrow too. It's already 7.00pm and I have yet to get my things ready. Haish. I am fatigue due to all the activities this few weeks. Not tired but fatigue. So, you can imagine how tired I am. Haish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Lotsa Love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;AsyaChiaki !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1757140042270238960?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1757140042270238960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-inaah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1757140042270238960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1757140042270238960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-inaah.html' title='I love Inaah.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TPOC0rASyxI/AAAAAAAAAS8/7NGL7LIVcgA/s72-c/AsyaInah%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-7751572715185724433</id><published>2010-11-27T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:57:32.579-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How can someone make you so sad. But still you only want them to stay.'/><title type='text'>I will miss 2E1`10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello and may peace be upon you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Chingay yesterday. Was blur all the way, I swear. My mind was somewhere over the rainbow. Did not focus. ); Boared the train home with Nana and Inah. The three of us sat together on two sits. Haha ! Went home and slept at 9.00 pm. I was so tired !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for today, my throat hurts since yesterday. And I think I'm getting sick. But, class camp is gonna be in two days. It will be depressing if I don't get to go. Why is everyone getting sick ? I surely hope every 2e1`10 comes on Tuesday. And it would be very dissapointing if people don't come for camp. &lt;u&gt;Especially because they are lazy.&lt;/u&gt; What I meant was "camp". Sad. Gonna take truck loads of pictures. Most likely gonna post some in blog. I'm gonna miss 2E1`10. All the times we were together is unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna end it here. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As expected;&lt;br /&gt;Syafiiqah/AsyaChiaki ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-7751572715185724433?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7751572715185724433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-will-miss-2e110.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7751572715185724433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7751572715185724433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-will-miss-2e110.html' title='I will miss 2E1`10'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4585086154443963523</id><published>2010-11-26T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T00:11:29.665-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='okay ?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aku tau kau tak suke. Jgn fikir aku ini masih buadak-budak'/><title type='text'>Aku kalau taknak aku punye pasal la.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TO_DqoX-UxI/AAAAAAAAASk/tY-y8G0h3ug/s1600/peace-sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543864803476263698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TO_DqoX-UxI/AAAAAAAAASk/tY-y8G0h3ug/s320/peace-sign.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello and may peace be upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Went to Causeway Point with Seri, Zila and Fafah. Planned to watch Magika but plans change because the sits were full for today. In the end, watched Harry Potter. I'll rate it 6 or 7 out of 10. But it'll be much better if it's in 3D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Then, walked around Causeway Point. Had our lunch at Pastamania. I bought Cheesy Crumble, which was so cheesy. Eat halfway already muak. Then, walked around a little more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Tomorrow there's Chinggay. Feeling uber lazy to go. Have second thoughts on committing myself on this Chinggay thingy. Haish. See first. :D But the money is difficult for me to resist. And my friends too. Kbai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Syafiiqah laa. Siape lagi kan?&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/6707852495339971196-4585086154443963523?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4585086154443963523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/aku-kalau-taknak-aku-punye-pasal-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4585086154443963523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4585086154443963523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/aku-kalau-taknak-aku-punye-pasal-la.html' title='Aku kalau taknak aku punye pasal la.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TO_DqoX-UxI/AAAAAAAAASk/tY-y8G0h3ug/s72-c/peace-sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3591310634784609171</id><published>2010-11-25T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T07:31:59.805-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I wanna be more than just friends.'/><title type='text'>To mom and dad : I may have disliked you many a times but I have never stopped loving you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Good night and may peace be upon you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Today marks the 25 of November. Had malay dance just now. Cikgu Z was absent due to his fever. So, had Ernie and Wani to guide us. My feet hurts ttm and my leg aches. But, nonetheless, I love MERAK KAYANGAN !! ♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Going out with Zila, Fafah and Seri tomorrow. Meeting them at 1130. You can never know how much I miss them. ); It has almost been a month yknow ? We're gonna watch Magika. I hope that movie's gonna be awesome. Sad though, that I have just enough money to pay for the tickets and maybe have my lunch. )': Nevermind ! At least I could see them ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Ok. Bye ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Lots of love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3591310634784609171?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3591310634784609171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-mom-and-dad-i-may-have-disliked-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3591310634784609171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3591310634784609171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/to-mom-and-dad-i-may-have-disliked-you.html' title='To mom and dad : I may have disliked you many a times but I have never stopped loving you.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-8461669950153529955</id><published>2010-11-24T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T07:39:22.412-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pretending is what I do best.'/><title type='text'>I'm sick and tired of your attitude. I'm feeling like I don't know you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello and May peace be upon you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;(Just to let you know that I'm gonna post whatever that pops up in my mind. So, this would be a random post. :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Holidays can be a bore but fortunately there's malay dance and outing with dearests to occupy me. So, now a days I am fucking angry with myself or maybe that other partee. Am I invisible ? For all the times I'm with you.. Was all that a joke ? pfft. Lupe-lupe kawan ini trend sekarang ehk ? pfffffffffffffft !! At first I was sad. And then it changed into anger. And now, I just don't give a fuck. Your life, your choice. My life my choice. And I choose to put a fake smile and pretend that everything's okay. Pretend that I'm okay. Pretend that I'm strong when really, the situation is killing me deep down. Haish. One word. W H A T E V E R ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;My definition of pretty is : Long lashes, big eyes, sharp nose, lusciuos lips, slender body and long legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;          - Obviously I have none of those. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I appreciate that I have friends when I really needed them. Especially `Inaaah Sisterlovekuh, Darul and Sham. Thanks !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;For my other friends when they comforted me when I was down. I'm not saying that I have a major problem now but during the other times when I needed comfort. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I love my mom and dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I love my siblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I love my cousins, uncles and aunties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I love my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I love Merak Kayangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I love Drunkard Girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I love TheLittleMissKekeks. (Eventhough things were not like before.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;- Typing that makes me wanna tear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I love Step A Head 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I love anyone or everyone that has walked into my life. :D [Eventhough they come and go.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Tommorow's malay dance. I semi-can'twait. My legs hurt from all that dancing but still, that's the only thing that I would love to do. Hopefully I will be chosen to represent SembawangSec in SYF. I would give my best and try my hardest to make my school proud and have some satisfaction for myself. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I'm out of words now. So, goodbye readers ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Have a sweet dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;-Life's a living nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;`ASYACHIAKI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-8461669950153529955?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8461669950153529955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-sick-and-tired-of-your-attitude-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8461669950153529955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8461669950153529955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-sick-and-tired-of-your-attitude-im.html' title='I&apos;m sick and tired of your attitude. I&apos;m feeling like I don&apos;t know you.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2660699977395910601</id><published>2010-11-18T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T05:21:46.933-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kini aku menyesal mencintaimu.'/><title type='text'>I wanna go LA and Australia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Good evening and may peace be upon you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;WHATTHEHAIR?! Class camp may be cancelled. For all that waiting, for all that suspense about the night trail, it's gonna be cancelled ? Oh great, I was hoping for three full days of solid fun.. But now, pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Yesterday, was Hari Raya Haji. Went to cousin's crib to celebrate. Mom cooked Roti Kirai and Kari Ayam. Aunt cooked Laksa. So, basically eat a hell lotta food yesterday. YUMMY !! :D Today, I eat a hell lotta food too. First laksa which I tambah for two times and after that I ate Sotong masak Hitam. Sedaaaap oii !! haha ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Nothing really happened in the holidays except for malay dance training. Tomorrow gonna head to Bedok to cousin's crib because we're gonna send my atuk off to australia the next morning. I swear I am jealous of my atuk right now. The whether there is very cool and omgsh ! Shopping there is gonna be never ending. )) : After that,  off to Orchard to accompany cousin buy tickets. So, I'm gonna have my Chingay training a miss. D ; Nvm, what are cousin's for, aye ? Then, maybe gonna go to Bugis to see stuff or maybe buy some. ((: Me love ! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;till here;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2660699977395910601?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2660699977395910601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wanna-go-la-and-australia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2660699977395910601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2660699977395910601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-wanna-go-la-and-australia.html' title='I wanna go LA and Australia.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1425795411245088322</id><published>2010-11-15T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T06:54:56.298-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s always the little things that matter most.'/><title type='text'>Maturity is'nt really my forte.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TOFDZpcGksI/AAAAAAAAASc/AT6pFiREx8A/s1600/asyachiaki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539783124541936322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TOFDZpcGksI/AAAAAAAAASc/AT6pFiREx8A/s320/asyachiaki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Hello ! I realised that people are not blogging anymore. They are now into tumblr or maybe facebook. Well, it's sad though. Hmph, holidays had been busy for me. On the 201110 going out to Orchard with oh-so-awesome cousin. And next Monday, outing with malaydancers. Going to Bugis oii ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I like chingay practices. Very fun and awesome ! :DD Made up my mind to commit myself for chingay. The money is part of my reason. Another reason is that I could make friends ! Awesome !! heeh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Now I'm feeling very pissed with someone. Don't wanna state who. tsktsk. It's like, what had happened to you ? Maybe you did not change, maybe you showed your trueself. But why must it change ? Kinda dissapointing if you ask me. pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;love and hate ; ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1425795411245088322?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1425795411245088322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/maturity-isnt-really-my-forte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1425795411245088322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1425795411245088322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/maturity-isnt-really-my-forte.html' title='Maturity is&apos;nt really my forte.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TOFDZpcGksI/AAAAAAAAASc/AT6pFiREx8A/s72-c/asyachiaki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-5596003338338050639</id><published>2010-11-10T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T22:52:49.578-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep play love'/><title type='text'>Maturity is not really my forte.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;So, on Tuesday tak dapat jadi pergi Bugis bersama Arinah. Die tak dapat pergi last minit. -.-" Mcm toots gitu. haha, tapi takpe. Rase mcm relieved gitu sbb jalan dengan die je mcm tak biase gitu. So, maybe it will be postponed. Siape-siape mahu ikut, tell me !!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on Tuesday kat rumah, makanmakanmakan. haha ! Da bored, tengok tv and play comp. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-5596003338338050639?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5596003338338050639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/maturity-is-not-really-my-forte.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5596003338338050639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5596003338338050639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/maturity-is-not-really-my-forte.html' title='Maturity is not really my forte.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3873925203317159132</id><published>2010-11-08T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T05:05:00.176-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love peace me'/><title type='text'>_|_</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I suddenly have the urge to post. I seriously, definitely, super positive, no doubt, dislike someone right now. I mean I can't possibly tell anyone for now, cause it is unappropriate. I feel like Mount Merapi showing off its tantrum. My gosh ! Truthfully speaking, I have never felt like this towards a friend or anyone in that case. I mean, for me, I don't believe in hatred. It won't do anyone good. Just create more wrinkles. Seriously, I feel like going to that person(s) and say STFU or maybe something else that will bring my heart to ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, another thing is that, when will luck be really on my side ? I have been hoping and praying and imagining it will happen. But when will the imagination become a reality ? Sometimes, I think to myself, stop trying and just give up. But then, I think again, I ain't no fucking quitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, drop that topics. Esok saya dapat pergi Bugis dengan Arinah BbyGerl. Saya happy please. At last, outoutout ! :DD Tapi saya kering sekarang, so, esok window shop dan cam-whore sahaja. haha. Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of cinta(?);&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3873925203317159132?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3873925203317159132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3873925203317159132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3873925203317159132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='_|_'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4650698723271294539</id><published>2010-11-07T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:17:52.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If only...'/><title type='text'>Hello, I'm bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry I privated my blog. There was something that I don't want anyone to see. pfft. So, just now went to Jemputan near Adilah's house. Then there was this one guy behind me. hehehehe. *blush* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, the reason I blogged is because I am bored. I know no one's reading this but, at least it kills some of my time. Class camp is gonna be two three weeks later. At least there's malay dance that will keep me busy for a few days till class camp. I so can't wait for the camp. haha, gonna be super duper awesome ! Hope all could go to camp and spend some 2E1` 10 time. I truly, deeply miss them. Really. I'm not lying. Another date I can't wait is 091110. Out with Sisterlove. :DD Camwhore baby ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So, till here. I'll post(don't worry) when I have the mood or I am getting uber bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lots of love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-4650698723271294539?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4650698723271294539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4650698723271294539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4650698723271294539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/11/hello-im-bored.html' title='Hello, I&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4082013005587319027</id><published>2010-10-19T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T04:45:52.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kfc of u biatch</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;School ? Fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lessons? Fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Results? Fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went home with an oh-so-awesome mood. I had bad mood and my mom thought I had PMS. -.-" I was like Baby,baby,baby oooo. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;JustWhatISimplyFeel: Small matters don't make it like the whole world's gonna end. Don't think that I have always liked how you roll. I may seem smiling, laughing, making a fool of myself. But truly, deep inside, I kinda don't like how you do things. And yes, I may not get angry like a lion or some fierce animal, but, that bad note you gave me will be permanantly marked on you. So, I'm done pleasing people. I'm done !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-4082013005587319027?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4082013005587319027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/10/kfc-of-u-biatch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4082013005587319027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4082013005587319027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/10/kfc-of-u-biatch.html' title='kfc of u biatch'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-610493948857611998</id><published>2010-10-17T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T02:49:52.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve gotta move on but I&apos;m so addicted to you boy.'/><title type='text'>` Hello World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It has been a loong while since I blogged. Cheh ! padehal last week baru jehr post. -.-" Anyhoots, I wish luck will be on my side. Tomorrow we are gonna check our papers ! 0.0 Gonna stay positive and maybe the outcome would be positive too ! PlusPlus, tomorrow have deal with Kenny. Though I will dread doing the deal, at least it will prove Kenny something. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;School's gonna end in a week time and I would be v. sad that 2E1 gonna be seperated. ): After two years of bonding, and we have to seperate. ): I still remember last year when we have no bonding at all, we don't wanna work tgt, and The Chair and Vice Chair would try their hardest to make us bond. But in one week time, we're gonna seperate. So depressing seyh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am feeling SO jealous of idk what. I think girls feel jealous for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kae, stop babbling and I am gonna chao. Wait ! Sorry for the lame english up there. I don't feel like it today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I don't like him anymore but it's kinda more like a forced habit. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-610493948857611998?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/610493948857611998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/610493948857611998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/610493948857611998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/10/hello-world.html' title='` Hello World'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2180822879957941201</id><published>2010-10-08T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T07:11:53.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I think I am feeling what I felt last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh Gosh ! What has gotten to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Among all the ppl, him !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I don't wanna feel how I felt last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The hurt and trying my best to forget that guy for more than one year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I don't want it to happen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;071010, the day I officially let him go.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and now, there's another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ah ! What the hair ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sobsob.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2180822879957941201?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2180822879957941201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-i-am-feeling-what-i-felt-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2180822879957941201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2180822879957941201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-i-am-feeling-what-i-felt-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-8786111010735317401</id><published>2010-09-29T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T08:14:43.012-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodnight'/><title type='text'>bye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I don't want to say what damn thing happened today/just now. Just wanna thank Jun Kang for giving me a hand in DnT and Kenny, I won't tell anyone about your secrets. :DD Happy Advanced First Monthsary to *ehemehem* and *ehemehem* . Last forever and always kae, lovebirds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL, have not completed my Art homework. peace out, aye? I dread going to school tomorrow. Man, so sleepy &amp;amp; tired. Plus, Friday is our End-Of-Year English paper. wth -.-" Nvmnvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OuhOuh ! Remembered something. I love the class video !! SURE, the end of the year I will cry if that video is being played again. I don't want to be seperated by the class. D':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;asyachiaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-8786111010735317401?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8786111010735317401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8786111010735317401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8786111010735317401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/bye.html' title='bye.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6037605440300298256</id><published>2010-09-28T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T04:04:10.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HEEEELLOO~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Sorry for not updating my blog. haha, I think if I update my blog, no one will read my blog.True or not? &lt;em&gt;true...&lt;/em&gt; hahah, retarded already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;So, Friday is already English exam. End-Of-Year paper somemore !!! wth -.- I am definitely not ready for it. That exam determines my future.. chey, berbual mcm benar aje. So, kinda made out my mind to take what class. :DD Don't wanna seperate laa. i want 2E1 forever &amp;amp; always.. I want my english group. hehe xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kae laa, I wanna shut my mouth up. Btw, EffYouSeeKay of you &lt;em&gt;biatch~!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Fetch a life kay??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;asyachiaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6037605440300298256?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6037605440300298256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/heeeelloo-sorry-for-not-updating-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6037605440300298256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6037605440300298256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/heeeelloo-sorry-for-not-updating-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6386226600776246424</id><published>2010-09-21T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T07:54:08.171-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='If only it was there life would be more simpler.'/><title type='text'>random me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;-EffYouSeeKay-&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;nyeeet ! Blogging cause I have nothin' to do. I good girl. Maths formula I already memorised and I've completed my homework. ^^ Figuring out how to do middle finger using the letters in the keyboard. hahaha, i know it's dumb but I have nothin' to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;Just now went home straight away. Never use the normal route that I usually use to go home. Why?? D O N N O E. Maybe tomorrow I straight away go home also. Why?? Stop being sucha kpokiak and mind your damn effing business, alright ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;Hahaha, dah lame akuh tak marah &amp;amp; maki. :DD I'd better not cultivate that bad thing in me. Tak bagus. heeh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;What to type? Me don't know. Suddenly I want my primary school bestfriend with me. idc why. Rindu zaman primary school mungkin. hahaha. I miss Nisa. But now, eventhough we are in the same school, we barely talk with each other. Smile with each other? idc. sometimes only. D: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;I now look forward for English lessons only. It's kinda nice talking with Yon Jing. She is kinda nice if you ask me. A pleasant friend to be with. I still remember the time when she came in the class early this year and Shiva and I always make fun of her. I know it's cruel, but, she was so anti-social and we.... aiyo ! Difficult laa to explain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;p/s: All the topics that has been brought up in h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;ere are purely random. As I said, I am bored. BORED = RANDOM = ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;Akuh nak ciao dulu. To all the haters, I sweaaar they look so small from up here ^^.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;asyachiaki♥&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/6707852495339971196-6386226600776246424?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6386226600776246424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6386226600776246424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6386226600776246424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-me.html' title='random me.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-5578709023034852758</id><published>2010-09-20T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T06:10:37.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile laa weyy'/><title type='text'>r.a.n.d.o.m</title><content type='html'>hahahahahaha, hohohohoho, hehehhehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah ! Semueeeee mcm cannot make it siak ! -.- Tsk3. Akuh pon dah tak mcm look forward. Sheesh ~ whatevs. Go with the flow. Siape-siape dtg, kite geyrek2 tgt. Siape-siape tak dtg...  HAHAHA, anw, akuh mendaq sekarang. Akuh klao mendaq, semue lari. Semue randomrandom pehh topic semue keluar. Kaekae, Sec 2 perangai maseh kental. Tapi, kental-kental tetap geyrek! Perangai kental = Perangai geyrek. wee~ haha, tngktngk, random random semue keluar. :D Tak phm, tanye Si pakar. = D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyeeeeet !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae, bye people !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-updated-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;gilapersonfromgilahospital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-5578709023034852758?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5578709023034852758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5578709023034852758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5578709023034852758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/random.html' title='r.a.n.d.o.m'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6075611746223050407</id><published>2010-09-12T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T09:09:57.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy ~'/><title type='text'>Hari Raya, \m/</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIz0EKIlVGI/AAAAAAAAASU/BYs02kG4eeI/s1600/DSC04668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516051995899024482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIz0EKIlVGI/AAAAAAAAASU/BYs02kG4eeI/s320/DSC04668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516050523929869506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIzyuenyfMI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1qvFpUJmZfk/s320/DSC04680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIzyt5xmsII/AAAAAAAAARs/DgfXPaaUN60/s1600/DSC04684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516050514038927490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIzyt5xmsII/AAAAAAAAARs/DgfXPaaUN60/s320/DSC04684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIzyu2tVybI/AAAAAAAAASE/jlXK004YCS0/s1600/DSC04679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516050530395605426" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIzwDNQF-0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/PB5oTzHSeTw/s320/DSC04866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello ! Hahahaha, actually, there are a few more dozens. So, if you wanna see more crazy pics with my dear cousins, just view from me handphone. Ohhmyy ! had tons of fun with cuzzie DAYAK ! She is the one in purple ^^! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;KaeKae, then there's this pic with blood on my adek's sole. So basically, she stepped on a glass. Then, there was like a puddle of blood. I'm being serious. The blood was like just flowing. It's like if we carry her at that point of time before we applied pressure, it will be dripping all the way. I'm so the serious. SO MUCH OF BLOOD !! The pic was taken after we wiped her feet for god-knows how many times and applied pressure and medicine. I pity her seyh ! And, surprisingly, she did not cry at all ! Not a single tear. Lagilagi, that happened at my auntie house and there were people. Anywho, she don't need to go to school tomorrow. So good ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Altogether, Hari Raye is A W E S O M E ! However, not as fun and meriah as last two years. Last year don't have raye with family because grandmummy passed away during Raya. D': So, anywho, collected 79 dollars pure cash ! haha. Butbut, not all I could keep. All of the money collected from sedare-mare will be kept in the bank. Yeah, O'level money, poly money, emergency money and future money laa. So, that is the reason why I want jalan raye with mah friends !!! That money, I can keep !!! haha, me like !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kaekae, enough babbling about money. heeh, ciao !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;` ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm the type of girl who gets jealous easily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6075611746223050407?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6075611746223050407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/hari-raya-m.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6075611746223050407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6075611746223050407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/hari-raya-m.html' title='Hari Raya, \m/'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIz0EKIlVGI/AAAAAAAAASU/BYs02kG4eeI/s72-c/DSC04668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-5469593873308740853</id><published>2010-09-09T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T11:20:10.232-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Behind that smile there&apos;s always a frown that only you could turn it upside down.'/><title type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA, MAAF ZAHIR BATIN ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIkZl9-llFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fceoPZp85tI/s1600/selamat+hari+raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514967358774809682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIkZl9-llFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fceoPZp85tI/s320/selamat+hari+raya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya. Syafiiqah ingin meminte maaf jika Syafiiqah ade tersalah silap. Awak maafkan saye, kae? Syafiiqah tau Syafiiqah asyik kasar bahase dengan awak-awak semue. Jadi, Syafiiqah minte maaf yeq? Ade gurau ajer. Kalau ade yang mengguris hati awak semue, Syafiiqah menyusun 10 jari ini untuk minte maaf dengan awak-awak semue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bulan Syawal pon dah tibe. Mcm tkde mood je nk sambot. Tahun pertama beraye tanpe Nyayi. Sodeyh skali. Pon tak de mood nak pergi skola. Everytime pergi skola, saye seret kaki. Taknak pergi skola, tapi terpakse. Ape lah nak buat. Dah naseb badan dah. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wanna go out jalan raye with friends. Anyone also can. Old friends, new friends, not-yet friends, close friends, bestfriends, used-to-be friends... Anyone, just invite me. I just change my clothes, do my hair and baby, have some fun !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Haiyo !!! Have a lot in my mind. Kae, no, wrong. I have something in my mind. Just one thing. But it is feeling up my whole brain. It is freaking disturbing! Why can't I just forget? Why must I always remember ?? FrenchFriees this feeling man ! Grrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc9933;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc9933;"&gt;` ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm the type of girl who gets jealous easily...&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/6707852495339971196-5469593873308740853?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5469593873308740853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-maaf-zahir-batin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5469593873308740853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5469593873308740853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/selamat-hari-raya-maaf-zahir-batin.html' title='SELAMAT HARI RAYA, MAAF ZAHIR BATIN ~'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TIkZl9-llFI/AAAAAAAAAQM/fceoPZp85tI/s72-c/selamat+hari+raya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3718634862248118176</id><published>2010-09-06T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:41:28.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Say what you need to say.'/><title type='text'>Geylang Si paku geylang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haalluuuuu ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went to Geylang Oh Geylang yesterday. haha, happy, baybehh ! At last got to go Geylang Oh Geylang. Spent $50++ for my stuff ! :DD So, bought my HariRaya sandals, HariRaya bag, oh-so-wanted watch and corset. :]]] Guaaa banyak pehh happeh !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Went there and saw some chick-ens and chick-adees. Saw Amirul, ex-kindergarten friend, some schoolmates, Amy Mastura, Rosyam Noor and another two artists that I simply, just simply, forgotten their names. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ate kebab and nasi ayam for buke ! Yuuuuuummmmmmmmyyy ! However, not feeling the hari raya mood. Don't know why, but not looking forward for HariRaya. Maybe it's because its holiday and I just wanna laze around instead of giving a hand to clear up the house, make kuihs or even do my "one month supply" of homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hmmm, talking about kuihs, we just did three kinds of kuihs. One is Suji, another one is Chocolate Chip Cookie. :DD So nice !!! I think before raya is here, all the kuihs will be gulped down by four everlasting hungry monsters !! muahahahaha ! In case you're confused, the four everlasting hungry monsters are my bro, two sisters and I. hehee :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OuhkayOuhkay, gonna go off now ! Don't miss me, kae dagings ? hehehe :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;okayhokayh,&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;`ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3718634862248118176?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3718634862248118176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/geylang-si-paku-geylang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3718634862248118176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3718634862248118176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/geylang-si-paku-geylang.html' title='Geylang Si paku geylang'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-5947116012225648602</id><published>2010-09-03T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T08:35:28.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am the type of girl who gets mood swings all the time. So forgive me for what I have done and what I am gonna do. :D'/><title type='text'>I'm afraid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oh, damn ! I am afraid of what the future has in store for me. I am afraid of what fate can do to my future. What if the future is harsh ? Am I gonna make all the happy moments go to waste and forget that we met ? Must we start anew because we are " so close, but so far"? Are we reallyreally gonna waste all of that moments ? It feels like we never did knew each other. Haaaaaaaaish. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;So, basically, gonna go out with my lovely girls on Tuesday. Gonna have a study date with them. Though, I am still not sure where the venue is. hahaha, dumb of me. Damn, gotta buck up on my language. It's so hard. Reading novels seems like it's not helping. I guess, now, I have to write more, read less. Or maybe balance them. My art marks is like &amp;amp;%$#@.. Gotta open my mind. When it comes to art, my brains become narrower. I don't know why. Must think out of the box, Syafiiqah. So, I plan to work my arse out Term 4. I have nothing to lose. Still considering what subject I'm gonna take next year. hmph !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;One week school holiday is finally up. Sadly, the homeworks given are like one month holiday supply. Man ! Don't we really have a break. I mean, seriously. We worked very hard in school. And even during the holidays, we have to study. Sometimes I think to myself the only real break that we are gonna have is when we you know, the three words. Start with the letter D and ends with the letter E. Fill in the middle letter. ;D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;I plan to complete all of the assignments by Monday, so, Tuesday will only be about revision. Wednesday and Thursday gonna clear up my house. Help make some kuihs. And maybe, what every students should get, a break. heeeheee !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;I guess I'm done babbling about holidays and studies and etc. So, chaloobetehh ! TRY having a wonderful very short one week holiday ! Goodbye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;` ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-5947116012225648602?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5947116012225648602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-afraid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5947116012225648602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5947116012225648602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-afraid.html' title='I&apos;m afraid'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2008053711887561214</id><published>2010-08-31T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T07:18:32.867-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks for the evening girls.'/><title type='text'>Happy Teachers' Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Let's skip the part till after school kayh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Canberra Primary with Shaira and Judith. Lepak at canteen for a while. Talked to Mrs Yang. Then after that, Purveen came. Followed by Sarah E, then Syazwani. haha, kekek xhiaaaak dgn drng ! At that time I felt damn superb weak. So, just laugh at their silliness. Talk3, they take3 photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Syazana, my primary school best friend, arrived. I was so happy when she came. Miss her to the maxima laa peeps !!! OuhMyGoodness ! Talked about random stuff. Next year, she is going to shift house to Yishun. Most probably, she's gonna transfer school to Sembawang Secondary school !!!! OhMyy ! I was like freakin' happy ! I screamed siah! So happy ! Yeay ! We are gonna be in the same school, again, at last ! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were halau-ed out from the canteen. So, went to a playground and lepaaaaak ! All v. kekek xhaaa ! I just laughlaughlaugh. Oooh ! Just remembered. Sarah bought henna. She painted her nails and palm. Syazwani plak, Shaira and Sarah conteng her tangan. haaaaahahaaa ! Then, I drew something on my palm and leg. :DDD After that, Azzyati, Iffah and Aisyah came. Syazwani, Sarah E and Shaira went to speak to small kids. Funnnnnyyy, xhaaak ! I laugh even harder xhaa ! Kekek tk leyh angkat, sisters ! hahahhahahahahahahahhahahahahahaahah~ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OuhMyGoodness ! You guys, Shaira, Syazwani, Sarah E, Azzyati, Iffah, Aisyah, made my evening !!!! Love you guys to the maxima !! I think we are gonna go out tgt for raye. Can't wait ! =&gt;&gt;&gt; Syazana, let's go out and watch movie again !!! Please !! Now, go to Bugis or Orchard. Chey ! Padehal tht time kite pi Bugis seyh. heeh ! I wanna camwhore with you ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the heart,&lt;br /&gt;` ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2008053711887561214?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2008053711887561214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-teachers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2008053711887561214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2008053711887561214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers&apos; Day'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3306685100207972681</id><published>2010-08-30T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T07:42:58.441-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m tryna be strong cause I have been weak for too long.'/><title type='text'>guilt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Only one word for today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;GUILT&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am sorry I did this to you. If you feel that I ignore you, I am really sorry. I am just not comfortable with talking to you anymore. I used to. But, now, I don't feel comfortable. Even glancing at your face for a little while, I cannot. It seems like I just know you yesterday or last week. I myself don't know why I am doing this . I am just afraid of feeling what I felt before. The feeling of hurt. I am trying to give up and I guess this is one of the ways. I know it is unfair since you have n o t h i n g to do with this. Geez, why must I be "introduced" to you in the first place ??? I'm tryna be strong cause I have been weak for too long. Sorry, once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yours Sincerely;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Syafiiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3306685100207972681?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3306685100207972681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/guilt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3306685100207972681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3306685100207972681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/guilt.html' title='guilt.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1960268525632215298</id><published>2010-08-29T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T09:01:39.714-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have been weak for too long and now it&apos;s time for me to be strong. Can&apos;t allow you to get me distracted.'/><title type='text'>Cause you're always in my mind ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ellowrh ! Let's start talking about Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;FRIDAY! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Friday, Adilah nvr come, leaving me alone in DnT :C. Lucky, there was Monesha. I was with Monesha the whole time ! Lesson was a bore, but, went to Facebook for entertainment. Print out my pics, cut them all out, asked Ms Tan questions and fortunately, the lesson ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Went to Malay Dance practise. Learned new steps, mood swing visiting me everytime, now a days. Practise ended, I, together with Inah and Adel, went to put back all the props and radio. After that, get changed and went home with Ammy, Yasmin and Diny. Bought PeachIceBlend♥ ! Yummy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Went home and my auntie, uncle and my cousins were there ! We were having buke tgt ! Ate Rojak, Mee Mamak, Ayam Percik and last but definitely not the least, Air Kathira ! OuhEmGee ! Heaven... on Earth ! It was so F U N !!! They went home at around 11.30 pm. Nice having them around once in a while... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#009900;"&gt;Ouh, yeah, just before they went home, I remembered something. When I was a little kid, I will always cry when they wanted to go home from my house. I don't know why. It's just that maybe I felt that we will not see each other for ages or that's the last time we will meet. Thinking back, it was kinda hilarious if you ask me. Then, my cousin and I remembered something. When we were little, we will always quarrel and argue over the smallest thing. Like, me not waking her up or not bathing tgt, or even not wearing the same clothes when we go somewhere. haha, good times.. :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SATURDAY! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Did nothing but just read a novel that I borrowed from the library. The book was entitled " Playing with Boys". Damn ! The book is so good ! It's about a girl playing football. Doesn't mean she is a girl, she is weak and can't play a boy's sport. That book was like one of the most awesome book I have ever read.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Other than that, I practically did nothing. heeh xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SUNDAY! :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Completed the novel. Did some homework. Yadiyadiya~ Watched Karate Kid again ! =D 0uh0uh, gyeah ! Ate frech fries for buke, YUMMY !~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Alright, nothing to be said already. Goodbye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- I am the type of girl who gets jealous easily...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1960268525632215298?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1960268525632215298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/cause-youre-always-in-my-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1960268525632215298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1960268525632215298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/cause-youre-always-in-my-mind.html' title='Cause you&apos;re always in my mind ♥'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4715835534295755348</id><published>2010-08-26T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T06:48:07.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selamat Berpuasa'/><title type='text'>Mood Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now a days my mood is like down, down, down... Kind of feeling guilty of something. Realised that it is bulan puase, so, better shut my mouth up before I say out things that could make Ramadhan less meaningful. I detest school now a days. The nearer it is for december holidays, the more boring lessons are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; Suddenly I missed the way it was during primary school. Good times, good times. Mdm Zaetun realised the mood change in me during mother tongue. As what Nadhiah said, " When I am hyper, I am hyper to the maximum. When I am quiet, I am quiet to the maximum." Tsk3. Nvm, one more week to September holidays, baybehh ! Gonna meet up with my dearest cousins. Can't wait to go Geylang and buke there ! Yeppeee !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;       &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Two weeks to Hari Raya ! Maybe, this year's Hari Raya won't be as meaningful and significant as the years before. :'[ But life is all about moving on, right ? But how can we move on when the fact is that ... Haish, nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;        &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nothing more to be said already. Let's just see what happens tomorrow. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;` ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pee/ass:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am feeling guilty for what I did.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bulan puase, ingat Syafiiqah.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-4715835534295755348?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4715835534295755348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/mood-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4715835534295755348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4715835534295755348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/mood-down.html' title='Mood Down'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6860757031910039085</id><published>2010-08-23T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T06:38:50.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='‎21.08.10 ♥ Willneverforgetthatday ♥'/><title type='text'>I wanted you to be there when I fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/THJxh0fs1iI/AAAAAAAAAP8/X40zp_kEIlE/s1600/44675_154012904612315_100000108189964_488549_1001026_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508590120068765218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/THJxh0fs1iI/AAAAAAAAAP8/X40zp_kEIlE/s320/44675_154012904612315_100000108189964_488549_1001026_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey ! So, basically, went to Yishun SAFRA with my lovely, unreplaceable class, 2E1 !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;At first, when we reached there, it was a bore !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just watched some peeps play bowling and pool/billiard, watch Ms Peh mark her coursewroks and accompany friends to the 7-eleven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, I took the decision to watch Jun Kang and Zhi Hui play pool/billiard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hui Wen then invited me to play the pool/billiard with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Won the first game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I guess, it was beginners luck cause I lose the second game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anw, had a brilliant time with Hui Wen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, sat one corner, send songs to handphone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;After that, Kai Lin, Maisarah and Santiana joined me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chatted about Kai Lin's school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was laughing when Kai Lin told us about her new school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, Adilah, Effa, Nadhiah and a few others came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We played True Or Dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Haha, I kena two times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Bothe, I chose dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The first dare was to kiss Jun Kang. Any type of kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, I fly-kissed him. No physical contact, ppl !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My second dare was to act as if I was a monkey in front of the bowlers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Embarassing, but, easy to do. heeh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Joshua chose dare and he was told to take a bowling ball and pretend that it was his shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;haha !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And, a few others that I simply forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the middle of the game, it was breakfast time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, bought slurpee and broke my fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fun breaking fast with 2E1 !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I lovelovelove !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Packed our bags and off we go to NorthPoint to have our dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Half of us ate at Mac Donalds while another half ate at Long John Silver which is me, Effa, Maisarah, Santiana, Adilah, Jasper, Ron and Darul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, after eating, Maisarah, Effa and I shared some secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't leak the secret guys. Shhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's top of the top top secret EVER !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, headed home, so, we walked towards the interchange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;In the bus was superb funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;The funny is hard to explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But I remembered one part when Effa felt something crawling behind her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;She went in the front, then Adilah, followed by me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Adilah and Effa sat together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, was supposed to sit beside Ron but I don't want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So kinda made up an excuse that if I sit, I will fart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;It is semi-true laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Shh, don't tel anyone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Firstly, send Adilah home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maisarah went home alone. (Brave Girl !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, Effa and Ron send me home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;That's it ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am done for the outing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And now, for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Basically, I just wanna say that today's weather makes me sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was bored for almost all of the lessons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eyelids were v. heavy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Stayed back with Atiqah, Seri and Amelia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Talked with Asraf and Dzul for awhile about something. (Do I sound sneaky? haha !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Played True Or Dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I laughed my cheeks out !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My cheeks now ache a little just because of just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Just now break fast western dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;A very simple western dish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Homemade burger !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Man, I love the patty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So barbeque-ish !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Me love !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Now, waiting for my brother and dad to be home to eat somemore burger !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haaaah ! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wanna go off now !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*There's always that one person &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that will always have your heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#660000;"&gt;`ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6860757031910039085?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6860757031910039085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wanted-you-to-be-there-when-i-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6860757031910039085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6860757031910039085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wanted-you-to-be-there-when-i-fall.html' title='I wanted you to be there when I fall'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/THJxh0fs1iI/AAAAAAAAAP8/X40zp_kEIlE/s72-c/44675_154012904612315_100000108189964_488549_1001026_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6623153084885876230</id><published>2010-08-17T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T06:42:16.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'>Live. Laugh. Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School was okay. However, damn sleepy in school. Did not get enough sleep yesterday. heeh =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know what I should post now. Oh Gosh ! Now a days I feel like it is ONLY me against the world. Seriously, that feeling dicomforts me, man ! Grrrr ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;pee/ass: I feel like privating my blog. Grrr, I'll think about it :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6623153084885876230?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6623153084885876230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/live-laugh-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6623153084885876230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6623153084885876230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/live-laugh-love.html' title='Live. Laugh. Love.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6382477906278965174</id><published>2010-08-14T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T09:24:41.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Harrrooo !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for letting my blog die. So, school was okay. On Friday went to NIE for the YOG performance. Aiseyman ! Geyrek ! hahahaha ! Tomorrow going to school and Group One, which is the other group, is going to perform next. All the best to you guys !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, just now woke up early in the morning to sahur. After that, slept and woke up at 10 plus. Read book, listen to songs, then sleep again and woke up at 5 plus. Stretch here and there, yawn here and there, watch tv, then after that got ready to go masjid to buke and sembahyang. This year, my momma said that there are more people going to masjid and its a good sign. =D So, I jokingly said, " Yelah, sbb org tau dah nk dekat  dunie akhirat". JokingJoking only tau ! Kite manusie manelah tau dunie akhirat bile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the mee goreng the best. Selepas sembahyang all that, balek umah. Tngk YOG grand opening pastu on computer !!! Gyeaaaah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah, aqu pon nak blah.&lt;br /&gt;Byee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6382477906278965174?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6382477906278965174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/harrrooo-sorry-for-letting-my-blog-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6382477906278965174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6382477906278965174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/08/harrrooo-sorry-for-letting-my-blog-die.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6630118611690343342</id><published>2010-07-21T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T04:04:31.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SMILE ~'/><title type='text'>me? not me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, basically, my computer ade virus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Macam siaaaaaaaaal jer seyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Phuck ass! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ini pown naseb sah dapat pergi blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Urgh ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gonna private up my blog... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not sure of inviting anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Or, making a new, private blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Haish.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate being the girl with a mask over her to cover up all that negative moods.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;For once, I want a real smile and a real laughter.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That annoying me isn't me, BTW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6630118611690343342?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6630118611690343342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/me-not-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6630118611690343342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6630118611690343342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/me-not-me.html' title='me? not me'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6824992864964150241</id><published>2010-07-16T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T08:45:59.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heartbroken~'/><title type='text'>Easily hurt and hard to recover</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEPTEMBER=PIMP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loves to chat. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Loves those who love them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Loves to takes things at the centre.&lt;/span&gt; Great in bed. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inner and physical beauty. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Doesn’t pretend.&lt;/span&gt; Gets angry often. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A meaningful love life partner. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Makes right choices.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Treats friends importantly.&lt;/span&gt; Brave and fearless. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Always making friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does not harm others. It is all about love and fairness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Easily hurt and hard to recover.&lt;/span&gt; Daydreamer and does fullfill. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Knows what to do, to have fun.&lt;/span&gt; Unpredictable. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone to have close to you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND sexiest of them all. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Those which are in orange, is true. However, not all the time. Most of the time, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Those which are in black is definitely, without any doubt, is TRUE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Those which are in blue, is definitely, without any doubt, most surely, most certainly is TRUEEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Those which are in italic, you can believe it if you want to. No one's forcing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Just in case you have no clue what the heck is going on up there, it is about my birth month. I can safely say that only 90% of it reflects myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;PRIMARY SCHOOL :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;GoodGirl to the maxima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Obeys rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Does her homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Hardly irresponsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Crazy but still controllable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Not a nerd, but still, (phm2 je lahr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Cheerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Smiles always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Goes home straight away after school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;conclusion: overall goodgirl to the maxima of the maxima.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;SECONDARY ONE :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;GoodGirl most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Obeys most rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Grooming pecah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Does her homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Barely irresponsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Crazy and wild, but still, controllable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Conferm dah maju punye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Cheerful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Only smiles when she has the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Goes home late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;conclusion : GoodGirl~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;SECONDARY TWO :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;GoodGirl sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Obeys most rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Does her homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Lazy and sometimes forget to bring her school materials, esp. textbooks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Grooming better than Sec One.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Does some of her homework, but not all the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Irresponsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Crazy and wild and now uncontrollable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Dude, I irritate my peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Not a basic old-school nerd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;MajuMajuMaju!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Cheerful but sometimes mood swings bugs her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Only smile to people she knows and only if she has the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;If I don't smile at you, means I have no mood to entertain you or anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Or, I can't see you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Understand, I am potek. I need to wear my specs to see you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;Goes home late/v.late at certain days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;conclusion : &lt;/em&gt;Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, I am changing through the years/months/days/hour/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;minute/second. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;I don't know if what I am becoming now is my true real self or I am just simply, not being me, my true real self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999999;"&gt;Bare with me if I irritate you, annoy you, disturb you or whatever you detest about me. Tell me face to face, but be nice. I am sensitive and fragile, handle me with extreme care. Don't keep your feelings in you. It won't bring any sides any benefit. I may change for the better. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lots of cynta;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;` ASYACHIAKI♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&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/6707852495339971196-6824992864964150241?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6824992864964150241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/septemberpimp-loves-to-chat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6824992864964150241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6824992864964150241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/septemberpimp-loves-to-chat.html' title='Easily hurt and hard to recover'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6651763279119521841</id><published>2010-07-13T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T07:55:16.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart.'/><title type='text'>I love long, curled eyelashes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDx8pDsz1qI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4T1n1yewsjM/s1600/DSC03323.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDx8o99b8wI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yZKr1EosUPg/s1600/DSC03306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493402688754021122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDx8o99b8wI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yZKr1EosUPg/s320/DSC03306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;This gambar stinks but I like my eyelashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If only my eyelashes are like that permanently but, whattheheck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Today had my mood swings bugging me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;But, I think I managed the whole day well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Reached home straight away, without delaying any precious time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I took a big portion of rice and a fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;After that I ate Tao Suan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;idc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A lot somemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;heeeh^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Rainy days really had my appetite going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Or is it that other reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;0uhWell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;V. short post for today alrights?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Post longer when I have some free, spare time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sometimes I have free time, but it is not spare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, short post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6651763279119521841?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6651763279119521841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDx8o99b8wI/AAAAAAAAAPE/yZKr1EosUPg/s72-c/DSC03306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-7922837024091359182</id><published>2010-07-12T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T02:22:12.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanks Caca Octavia.'/><title type='text'>Sweet letter for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kurasa sendiri di sini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tak ada yang menemani dan mengasihi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;terombang- ambing dalam pencarian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tak bisa lepas dari kegalauan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rasa ini gila &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bisa mencinta&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;walau kadang harus menyiksa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ku ingin selama nya berada disana di hati dan di sisi nya&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hi fiqah, ini puisi untuk mu, baca dan ingat selalu ya!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Another one he wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hi fiqah, nama saya chacha dari SMP 30 BATAM saya adalah orang yang kamu ajak bermain di sebuah class bersama teman-teman saya dan teman-temanmu adalah KISHO, CYNTHIA, HELEN, ZIHUI, dan kamu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Awwww~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isn't that sweet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of the students in Batam sent me this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;His name is Caca Octavia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shweeeeeet nyer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Okayh, gonna go now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BYE-YEOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-7922837024091359182?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7922837024091359182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-letter-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7922837024091359182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7922837024091359182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/sweet-letter-for-me.html' title='Sweet letter for me?'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-5081818712618504436</id><published>2010-07-12T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T02:07:00.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I missed the way you made me feel. D&apos;='/><title type='text'>I get a rush, more than a crush, almost love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDrZgAZKMrI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5Hp0KsOoSLg/s1600/Syafiiqah+Chiaki.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492941839416308402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDrZgAZKMrI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5Hp0KsOoSLg/s320/Syafiiqah+Chiaki.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;School was A-okay. Had my mood swings. I was happy for a while, angry for a while, sad for awhile... So, half way through the day cannot fast because of some reasons... Haish.. I hate when that happens.. Recess, get to hug Nana and Inah... weeeee~ Currently, at home, alone.. Having this butterflies in my stomach cause of something which I am unsure of.. Hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;A short post will do for today. See you next time on my next post? Gyeah! *mood swings*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;XOXO;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#990000;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-5081818712618504436?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5081818712618504436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-get-rush-more-than-crush-almost-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5081818712618504436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/5081818712618504436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-get-rush-more-than-crush-almost-love.html' title='I get a rush, more than a crush, almost love'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDrZgAZKMrI/AAAAAAAAAO8/5Hp0KsOoSLg/s72-c/Syafiiqah+Chiaki.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3828975996766388677</id><published>2010-07-09T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T07:22:25.571-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akuh sayang sama akuh peyh adeq ~'/><title type='text'>` ASYACHIAKI sayang sama ` Inah BbyGerl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDcpP6Kg4pI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9trFdJoScYg/s1600/Syafiiqah+edit+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491903623889740434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDcpP6Kg4pI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9trFdJoScYg/s320/Syafiiqah+edit+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491903620337982770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDcpPs7tXTI/AAAAAAAAAOY/GD1L6gVQhh8/s320/Syafiiqah+edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Credits to ` Inah BbyGerl for editing the pics above! ^^ Ain't she good? Inah! Gua sayaaaaaaaaaang sama lu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=263208&amp;amp;id=100000136697240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a id="myphotolink" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=263208&amp;amp;id=100000136697240"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3828975996766388677?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3828975996766388677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/asyachiaki-sayang-sama-inah-bbygerl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3828975996766388677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3828975996766388677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/asyachiaki-sayang-sama-inah-bbygerl.html' title='` ASYACHIAKI sayang sama ` Inah BbyGerl'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TDcpP6Kg4pI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9trFdJoScYg/s72-c/Syafiiqah+edit+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-8766041224064538622</id><published>2010-07-08T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T07:56:02.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Act natural Be emotional Show my insecurities'/><title type='text'>I love the way you love me for who I am underneath</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;And I love the way you love me for &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;who I &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;am underneath.♥&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Awww, ain't that sweet? That's the type of guy I want. :D Well, gyeah... It's simply because I ain't near the gorgeous/pretty zone. So, well, if guys search for the looks/beauty, some girls won't have any boyfriends... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;♪ Don't have to put on my makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I can leave out my contacts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Don't have to dress up for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To think I'm beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If I have a moody day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't have to act like I'm okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm overdramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And you know how to handle it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Act natural, be emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Show my insecurities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I love the way you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;For who I am underneath ♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Alaaaahai! Sweeet nyer! I loike! So moving seyh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Okayh! I am now officially talking crap shit up there... But the words are like meaningful! Gaaahh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;=D So, it is going to be a few more days till I post again... Have nothing to post actually. If I post also, I will talk crap. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wanna Chiao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-8766041224064538622?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8766041224064538622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-way-you-love-me-for-who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8766041224064538622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/8766041224064538622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-love-way-you-love-me-for-who-i-am.html' title='I love the way you love me for who I am underneath'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3912801757991815909</id><published>2010-06-30T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T06:51:06.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;ASYACHIAKI IS NOW INACTIVE AT &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;BLOGGER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Well, at least for now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3912801757991815909?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3912801757991815909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/asyachiaki-is-now-unactive-at-blogger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3912801757991815909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3912801757991815909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/asyachiaki-is-now-unactive-at-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6836278665419082455</id><published>2010-06-25T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:38:52.160-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='- I should have not cut my hair that short -'/><title type='text'>Cut-ed my hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TCTUXmemjyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Vi0lz1cu3U0/s1600/DSC02584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486743747975089954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TCTUXmemjyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Vi0lz1cu3U0/s320/DSC02584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yesterday went out to Yio Chu Kang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The plan was to go swimming ferst, but then the swimming complex was closed till 2.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, went to take my specs and then cut my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, it's okay I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In tht pic, the auntie straightened my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Temporary jer ahc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But when my hair goes to its origin, I tell you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bad idea to cut my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;SobSob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, what the hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6836278665419082455?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6836278665419082455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/cut-ed-my-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6836278665419082455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6836278665419082455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/cut-ed-my-hair.html' title='Cut-ed my hair'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/TCTUXmemjyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Vi0lz1cu3U0/s72-c/DSC02584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4108785738664941272</id><published>2010-06-25T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:03:52.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I used to be trippin&apos; over missin&apos; you but I am not anymore. - Is that a good or a bad thing?-'/><title type='text'>Love can haunt you like a beautiful, aching sove</title><content type='html'>1) ANGKATKAN BEG&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Come sayang, let me carry the bag for u. Kesian u..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Beg u pun u malas nak bawak. Lain kali takyah bawak beg ar!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) TERSUNGKUR BATU&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Sayang, intan payung, you ok tak darling? Bodoh punye batu!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Jalan betol-betol la! Buta ke? Mata letak kat mana? Lutut? Batu tu punye besar pun tak nampak!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) PAKAI SEXY&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Lawanye u pakai baju ni. Sexy! Mcm nak gigit-gigit you skarang jugak!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Ni ape ni, tetek terjojol, nampak longkang! Ngan babat berlipat-lipat! Tak malu ke?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) MANJA DI PUBLIC&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Manjenye syg I ni. Cium cikit syg! Firm nye pipi u!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Oi! Org tengok ah! Tunggu balik rumah bole tak? Tak tahu malu ke orang tengok??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) KEMPUNAN&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “U nak makan Burger Ramly? Ok, jap I fikir kat mana ada pasar malam. I gi cari, I belikan eh syg..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Burger McDonald pun sama per! Jangan cerewet ah! Makan je, taknak sudah!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) KECANTIKAN&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Cantik nyer u hari ni.. Eyeshadow u lawa la! Berseri-seri muka u!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Ape ni make up macam tepung gomak? Wayang pekji pn kalah tau!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) KEKAYAAN&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “U takde banyak duit pun, I tetap sayang u. Kekayaan tak menjanjikan kebahagiaan.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Tu la, dulu taknak blajar betul-betul.. Skarang baru nak menyesal!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) SEX&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Kalau kita kahwin, hari-hari I nak main dgn u.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Eh, I penat tau! Ingat I robot ke? Gatal!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) KESABARAN&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Dahlah syg, jgn merajuk. Sorry eh syg. Memang salah I. Jgn merajuk lagi ye syg.. I mintak maaf. Maafkan i eh?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Salah u, u nk suruh I ckp sorry? Banyak cantik muka u! Dah buat salah taknak mengaku. Tau nak merajuk jer!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) MASAKAN&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Sedapnye u masak..” (Walaupun tak sedap.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Mak u tak ajar masak ke? Ni Nasi Lemak ke nasi basi?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) DUIT NO PROBLEM&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Sayang, kite makan dekat restaurant mahal tu eh? Mahal sikit takpe lah, skali skale..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Mak oi! Peh mahal! Dah la! Mee goreng mamak lagi sdap. Tak mau ah!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) LUV PEGI LUV BALIK&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Bye syg, I luv u too. Muaks! Miss u la syg.” (Padahal semalam baru jumpa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Ah, ok bye! Tak boleh lah. Kawan I ade ni! Bye la bye la!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) PENGORBANAN&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Takper syg, I tak kisah. I sanggup buat apa sajer untuk u. I fetch you later k?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “U ni, I penat baru balik kerja la. Apa salahnya u balik sendiri. Manja sangat lah!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) JUMPA LAMBAT&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “Takpe syg. Asalkan u selamat sampai.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Takpe la. Dah biasa dah!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) BUANG ANGIN&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum kahwin: “U kentot eh syg? Hehehehehe! Cute la u ni!” *cubit-cubit*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selepas kahwin: “Oi, asal bole kentot je eh!” *pukul-pukul badan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Something that I found. Lazy to type what-had-happened, so I think I just copy-paste this. No copyright intended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-4108785738664941272?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4108785738664941272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-can-haunt-you-like-beautiful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4108785738664941272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4108785738664941272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/love-can-haunt-you-like-beautiful.html' title='Love can haunt you like a beautiful, aching sove'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1844051087429783315</id><published>2010-06-19T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T08:27:44.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I am gonna get a new specs and a new hairstyle and new file~'/><title type='text'>I miss my house of history</title><content type='html'>&lt;centre&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SOI4OF7iIr4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SOI4OF7iIr4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Z5-P9v3F8w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_Z5-P9v3F8w&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the more reason for me to love Justin Bieber♥! And i've got a new favourite! Jaden Smith♥! ASYACHIAKI heart JBieberSmith♥! If only I can have them both for my birthday prezzie... Or at least something related to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went to Ang Mo Kio to buy my spectacles. And guess whuat? My specs is GUCCI! Yeah man! And best of all, that shop sponsored my specs! So, it's free! But the real price is $470. No way my family can afford that. And my life of choosing specs is easier because the optician chose for me my specs. It's brown and Gucci and I lovelovelove it! So, in a way to say thanks, I would like to recommend all spectacle users to go to Nation Optics in Ang Mo Kio, 6 mins away from Yio Chu Kang MRT station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shop is near to my old house. So, before we go to the shop, my family singgah to my old house. We stood out side, and I think the owner of the house renovated the house. 0uh! I miss that house. That was the house which I spend most of my time with my late grandmother. That house was my history. I miss that house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0kayh! Gonna go now. I am sleepy now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1844051087429783315?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1844051087429783315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-my-house-of-history.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1844051087429783315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1844051087429783315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-my-house-of-history.html' title='I miss my house of history'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-7312094234360558000</id><published>2010-06-19T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T07:35:05.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I sayang same Merak Kayangan'/><title type='text'>Merak Kayangan, I heart laa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Inter-CCA Camp was superb, awesome, unforgettable!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, we were told to sleep 15 at a room, and, fortunately, there are 15 malay dancers! So, ape lagi.. Semue tido same2 ahc. Then2, we join-ed our double decker beds. I slept with &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;`InahBbyGerl, Sirah Babatless and Farah..&lt;/span&gt; On the ferst night, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sirah Babatless&lt;/span&gt; and ` &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;InahBbyGerl&lt;/span&gt; hold hands while sleeping.. Shweeeeeeet kans? That was after &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;` InahBbyGerl&lt;/span&gt; and me drew on &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sirah Babatless's&lt;/span&gt; hands cause she had difficulty sleeping. So, she told us to draw2 her hand. Then &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;`InahBbyGerl&lt;/span&gt; wrote something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Joloq [insert word tht I forgot]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kuar masok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kuar masok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;kuar masok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On the second day breakfast, I was queuing up for my drinks. Then, when I turned around, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Adel &lt;/span&gt;was running like mad, trying to get to the queue before??? Then, the funny part comes. She slipped. haha! In front of &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HaziqKechiq&lt;/span&gt;. Conferm, if tht was me, I will malumalu big time!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~ I can still laugh thinking back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-PAUSE- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Have I told you who was in my group? And what exactly happened in my group tht I became so pissed off? *scroll up* Nope, not yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Group members: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A 'Aii, ZieZie, Merlinda, Jessica&lt;/span&gt; and three chinese, sec 1 netballers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What happened: We had this Asthetics thing. So, we were supposed to choose whuat performance we wanna make. We were given 2 hours to complete it. At the start, the three netballers pulaukan diri. Abeh drng tk nak kasi co-operation. Make my darah upupup! But then, I say must sabar.. So, we taught them joget Andora dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-CONTINUE-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then there was this one part when &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NanaBbyLove&lt;/span&gt; I think said goncang. Then, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hazirah &lt;/span&gt;muke slumber, tanye ahc what is goncang.. Then all of us like laughing at her. Then, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Iyana&lt;/span&gt; lagi satu slumber pi ckp "goncang mcm gini ahc", doing the gesture. Hahahahhahahaha! kekek ke perr?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then, the last night, the malay dancers all sat outside.. Gossiped! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cium kat campsite ape cite sia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Klaka beb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pecah lah sial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Boiboi, taste pergi mane sial?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gegerl, jgn malukan kaum wanita laa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Klao nak buwat pon kat tangge laa! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;At least pi tempat romantic ahc siol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kimaak saaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then, I and '&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; InahBbyGerl&lt;/span&gt; tell off some secrets. Tngk. baru kenal jer, dah bilang each other secrets. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Inah,&lt;/span&gt; I know you know, aye? Jgn bilang sape2 tau! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are MORE kekek moments tht I have no time to post it here. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I miss DELTA!!! &lt;/span&gt;[ Our bunk name]. I miss the time we were tgt, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERAK KAYANGAN!!! &lt;/strong&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/6707852495339971196-7312094234360558000?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7312094234360558000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/merak-kayangan-i-heart-laa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7312094234360558000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7312094234360558000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/merak-kayangan-i-heart-laa.html' title='Merak Kayangan, I heart laa.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6687120405416646413</id><published>2010-06-13T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T07:07:33.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NEVER SAY NEVER'/><title type='text'>Whenever you knock me down, I will never say never</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It is 8.45 pm and I still have not packed my bag for CCA camp. Crossing my fingers and hoping that it's gonna be a blast. The schedule for the camp is similar as last year, so I kinda know roughly what's gonna happen. Many netballers not gonna come for the camp? Almost all of the malay dancers going. So, yippeeeee~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Basically, tomorrow gonna meet up with the malay dancers at the McDonald. That means I have to wake up earlier. Hmmm, if I can wake up early, only then I go laa. Anw, I think I might have breakfast at home tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now, it is 9.34pm and I just started on packing for camp. heehs ^^ I wanna watch TheKarateKid. And, Justin Bieber sings the theme song. I love the song. I like the part when he sings the word "destiny". So, inspiring? idc! How should I describe it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Who wanna go to the movies with me? hmmm, no one ahr! Ouh yah! Today's my daddy's b'dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;To my daddy yang kuh amat sayangi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you and I promise you that no one can replace your position now. I am a daddy's girl and I don't know if my world can still spins when you are not around. I promise I will take good care of you when you are old later on. You are one of my top priorities in my life and you will always be. You always have faith in me and always believe that I can do better. You are patient with everything! I swear that if I am in your position, I will be screaming and that cane's gonna be near me all the time. You are always patient with my sucky attitude. I promise that one day, I am gonna make you and mummy proud. Maybe not in my studies, but maybe in something else. Studies ain't everything, parents! I'll be what you want me to be when I am older. I will keep striving and never give up. I'll be a good daughter, that listens to her parents and not be slow in whatever I do. I know you and mummy always scolds me for being slow. Eat slow, do homework slow, everything slow. But, I promise you I won't be that kind of girl when I am older. I want you and mummy to look up at me and say, " That's our daughter" and come to me and pat me at the back and say, "We're proud of you." &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you, daddy and happy birthday!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I just watched Justin's behind the scene of somebody to love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And it seems C O O L! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;For sure I am gonna love it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;There will be a hand thingy movement but it's a heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;How do I explain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouh well, you just got to see it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can't wait for the release!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yippeee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gonna go off now! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't miss me kaes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am gonna miss, you peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6687120405416646413?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6687120405416646413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/whenever-you-knock-me-down-i-will-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6687120405416646413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6687120405416646413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/whenever-you-knock-me-down-i-will-never.html' title='Whenever you knock me down, I will never say never'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-324027148880427501</id><published>2010-06-10T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T07:42:09.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tragedy was a destiny'/><title type='text'>That Should Be Me, boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now if you're trying to break my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's working cause you know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That that should be me holding your hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That should be me making you laugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That should be me this is so sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That should be me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That should be me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That should be me feeling your kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That should be me buying you gifts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is so wrong I can't go on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Till you believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That should be me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need to know should I fight for love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or disarm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's getting harder to shield&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This pain is my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Whenever I hear those lyrics, I am for sure gonna be all sad and moody. Conferm. I will termenung jauh. KaeKae. Try reading it and relate it to you. In whatever way you want. For sure, this lyrics is gonna affect you. A little, or a lot, it still affects you right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Today had a solid 4 and a half hours training of malay dance. I really have to pat myself at the back cause' despite being a little sick and my head banging the whole practice, I managed to get the steps for the sapu tangan. But still, I need to work a little when we need to dance with the music. Doing counting, I am okay with it. But, when the music rolled, man my head just went blank, then I will start to scold myself and then my mind we be "running" like mad dog. Anw, the day worked out just fine. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me! XD&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-324027148880427501?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/324027148880427501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/that-should-be-me-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/324027148880427501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/324027148880427501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/that-should-be-me-boy.html' title='That Should Be Me, boy'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6245919703395982476</id><published>2010-06-08T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T07:42:42.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;I AM SICK, LAA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6245919703395982476?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6245919703395982476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-sick-laa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6245919703395982476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6245919703395982476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-am-sick-laa.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2256342139131048995</id><published>2010-06-08T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T06:48:26.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, I have to apologise about two things.&lt;br /&gt;Number One : For not updating my blog&lt;br /&gt;Number Two : I forget 90% of what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;telah&lt;/span&gt; happened at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Batam&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that 10% of what I remember about Batam, I am gonna post about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go to The schools in Batam. My team, Team 12, and another Team from 2E2[?] was the last one to go. And we had the big bus all to ourselves! Furthermore, we were one hour plusplus late for teaching the Batam students. wakakaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Ong said we had the bus luck. There was one time or two times when we had the big bus all to ourselves! In the bus only have 11 ppl when some other buses they have to seat three ppl in two seats. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Batam students were perfectly nice. I had to translate while Cynthia talked to them in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was scrump-licious. I finished my rice when the forth dish came? Little did I know that there were more dishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room-ed with Shiva and Santiana! We rocked the whole room out! I realised something when I went to peep's room. Their room was smaller. My room was big! I had the room luck? nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayh buaishh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2256342139131048995?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2256342139131048995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-i-have-to-apologise-about-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2256342139131048995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2256342139131048995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-i-have-to-apologise-about-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6460944146543559456</id><published>2010-05-30T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T02:50:04.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am angry for god knows the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel like throwing everything my hands can get hold of.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow, 5.45 am, gonna go off to Batam.&lt;br /&gt;And guess whuat!&lt;br /&gt;I have not packed.&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading through and glancing through the list.&lt;br /&gt;However, I did not take out any clothes or anything to put inside my bag.&lt;br /&gt;NOTTA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not feeling like it , anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna post for 3-4 days. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Promise you won't miss me or my posts aye?&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding?&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6460944146543559456?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6460944146543559456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/heyyaw-currently-i-am-angry-for-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6460944146543559456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6460944146543559456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/heyyaw-currently-i-am-angry-for-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2402500320844198713</id><published>2010-05-28T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T13:54:07.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akuh rindu sama twoeeeone~'/><title type='text'>Hearts and kisses to all my loved ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Currently at my cousin's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's only two days and i am starting to miss everyone already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I miss waking up early and knowing that lessons gonna be sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I miss sighing and bargaining with teachers when we were given some homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I miss eating canteen food esp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I miss laughing as hard as I could in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I miss hanging out with twoeeeone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;We were so united.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Cannot forget when we had class "crisis".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Have disagreement here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;But in the end, all of us put away all the bad sides of each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and start seeing the good side of our dear classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I miss sitting in the school hall and wondering when the assembly's gonna end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I miss what I call "friends".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Without them, life would be oh-so-B O R I N G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's only two days and I am starting all this missing stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;At least, Monday gonna meet most of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;But how about the others?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I wanna meet up with them too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;First week going to Batam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Second week Malay Dance Practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Third week going to Labrador Park for CCA camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Forth week cousins gonna sleepover at my house.[weee!~]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So damn packed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;And I only have the weekends and some of the weekdays to do my friggin many homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much of a holiday, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Not much of school-break, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I would rather be in school and do my daily routines than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; be at home, eat and sleep and do homework &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and spend any of my free time in front of the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;0uh! I know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Can we have conference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;One day will also do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;It's like our holiday ritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;MUST DO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;haha^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You guys free, call me, aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;We are just 8-digits away.[winkwink^^]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are curious, I repeat: &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt; you are curious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the time now is 4.50 am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Have not slept since 10.00am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Not that sleepy actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Okayh, maybe I am lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So, you guys should know my next move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;CHIAO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2402500320844198713?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2402500320844198713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/hearts-and-kisses-to-all-my-loved-ones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2402500320844198713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2402500320844198713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/hearts-and-kisses-to-all-my-loved-ones.html' title='Hearts and kisses to all my loved ones'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-7002204998243051913</id><published>2010-05-28T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T02:31:28.487-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sayang sama kamuh'/><title type='text'>ASYACHIAKI</title><content type='html'>KaeKae. Made a deal with Adilah to write about the type of guy we like. Well, it is my idea actually. So, lets begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like cute, humorous, charming, sweet, one and only guy. I don't mind if he is not that matured. Maybe more than 60/70%. The reason is because I am not that matured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what aDi said, I like guys that are gentleman. It is a sure thing that by one's act, you will feel much appreciated. So, if a guy opens a door for you or some gentleman acts, you will feel appreciated. Conferm! Don't lie! Andand! After doing a good deed, don't make a big fuss about it.&lt;br /&gt;And I hate guys who say this, " Eh! akuh tadi bukakan pintu utk kao tadi, skang, kao kene belikan aku something." Something like that. I hatehatehate it laa!! Mcm tuh, tak yah buat suah lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number three:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I donnoe actually. I just like a guy which has a guy heart and guy personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number four:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy going. Easy to talk to. Makes me feel special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number five:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important. Tak gatal. Not a horny busted. Not laki yg tuka2 pompan mcm tuka2 baju. I am so effin' allergic to guys like tht tau! Treat pompan mcm anjing drng. Laki tuh buleyy go bawah punye bawah! Pendek kate, laki yg setie kepade satu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-7002204998243051913?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7002204998243051913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/asyachiaki.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7002204998243051913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/7002204998243051913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/asyachiaki.html' title='ASYACHIAKI'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-907344808641486922</id><published>2010-05-28T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T00:59:57.562-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sumpaaaaaahh I luper qhee'/><title type='text'>sorrieeeeeeee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oopsy daisy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sumpaaaaaaaaaahhh I lupe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I accidentally private my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I mean I did private my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But, I forgot to unprivate it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I private it cos I was changing my blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;heehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorrieeeeeeeee for all the inconvenience I had made???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-907344808641486922?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/907344808641486922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorrieeeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/907344808641486922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/907344808641486922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorrieeeeeeee.html' title='sorrieeeeeeee~'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4371369751198165611</id><published>2010-05-26T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T07:57:28.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused?'/><title type='text'>New Blogskin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have changed my blogskin, you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I think it is okayh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, better than not having a new blogskin, aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, if it is nice, compliment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;If not just keep your opinions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gonna post tomorrow or Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope we meet at the next post, aites?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&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/6707852495339971196-4371369751198165611?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4371369751198165611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-blogskin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4371369751198165611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4371369751198165611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-blogskin.html' title='New Blogskin'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-605948551320882528</id><published>2010-05-24T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T03:16:08.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='With or without fringe arh?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just curious..&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that I look different when&lt;br /&gt;I put up my fringe and when I don't put up my firnge.&lt;br /&gt;When I put down my fringe, I look more girly?&lt;br /&gt;When I put up the fringe I look more???&lt;br /&gt;So, just from your opinion,&lt;br /&gt;what do you think suits me best?&lt;br /&gt;Just curious.&lt;br /&gt;Just say with or without fringe kaes?&lt;br /&gt;Tag me at me taggieee board&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-605948551320882528?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/605948551320882528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/okayh-i-am-just-curious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHWWTTx0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Aazwa-E5uVk/s1600/DSC01583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474414902570633026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHWWTTx0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Aazwa-E5uVk/s320/DSC01583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHHzi2xEI/AAAAAAAAANw/dyO42emWa_s/s1600/DSC01584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474414652722431042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHHzi2xEI/AAAAAAAAANw/dyO42emWa_s/s320/DSC01584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHHUwcHWI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZNMstce4CTA/s1600/DSC01589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474414644457905506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHHUwcHWI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZNMstce4CTA/s320/DSC01589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHHHduX1I/AAAAAAAAANg/Cb37mDpaFjY/s1600/DSC01577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474414640889749330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHHHduX1I/AAAAAAAAANg/Cb37mDpaFjY/s320/DSC01577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHG0eiXFI/AAAAAAAAANY/_yQVCKCIYf4/s1600/DSC01523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474414635792882770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHG0eiXFI/AAAAAAAAANY/_yQVCKCIYf4/s320/DSC01523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHGnJ6IPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rbeD_0VYDHs/s1600/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474414632216699122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHGnJ6IPI/AAAAAAAAANQ/rbeD_0VYDHs/s320/DSC01558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFQEZJolI/AAAAAAAAANI/CQSGuBTi1Qs/s1600/DSC01551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474412595660825170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFQEZJolI/AAAAAAAAANI/CQSGuBTi1Qs/s320/DSC01551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFPzvz_aI/AAAAAAAAANA/poefJwVv_uo/s1600/DSC01532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474412591192472994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFPzvz_aI/AAAAAAAAANA/poefJwVv_uo/s320/DSC01532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFPgRXmYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Qes3irZERWc/s1600/DSC01531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474412585964509570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFPgRXmYI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Qes3irZERWc/s320/DSC01531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFPGGjXaI/AAAAAAAAAMw/79ditstDd9Y/s1600/DSC01530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474412578939821474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFPGGjXaI/AAAAAAAAAMw/79ditstDd9Y/s320/DSC01530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFO_JYvJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HM6N3dBIyVk/s1600/DSC01529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474412577072659602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kFO_JYvJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/HM6N3dBIyVk/s320/DSC01529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6749112530179884074?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6749112530179884074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/lalala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6749112530179884074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6749112530179884074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/lalala.html' title='lalala'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_kHWWTTx0I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Aazwa-E5uVk/s72-c/DSC01583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3772568829478298262</id><published>2010-05-21T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T05:32:40.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='She broke real bad'/><title type='text'>Silent Sorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_Z82VYvRsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fU4YLewUEUo/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473699670011102914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 85px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_Z82VYvRsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fU4YLewUEUo/s400/smile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The girl who seemed unbreakable, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BROKE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The girl who seemed strong, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CRUMBLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The girl who always laugh, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CRIED&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The girl who never stop trying, finally &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GAVE UP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And on that moment when she tried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;to forget about that guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;something made her change her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why is that so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ask fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ask fate why is this word, with the meaning she don't understand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;always distract, confuse and depress her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;She had tried all her best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;She had told people that she ain't got no one's name etched in her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But, is that even true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Is she following her heart or is she doing what she wants to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Is following her heart or doing what she wants to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;is breaking her more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Cause she thinks both ain't got no difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;She feels that a good teacher should teach her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;the meaning of that word she never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;knew the meaning of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes she gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No she didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Urgh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I need something to distract me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I need something to make her think of something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The more she stays and type, the more she thinks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;about this topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, chiao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc6600;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;silent sorrow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3772568829478298262?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3772568829478298262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/silent-sorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3772568829478298262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3772568829478298262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/silent-sorrow.html' title='Silent Sorrow'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_Z82VYvRsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/fU4YLewUEUo/s72-c/smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3631596505884987290</id><published>2010-05-17T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T06:56:07.228-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You are out of my priority boy.'/><title type='text'>Once loved, forever loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_E_qKZj61I/AAAAAAAAAMI/tO6usKgaZRE/s1600/asya+and+dila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472225015810485074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_E_qKZj61I/AAAAAAAAAMI/tO6usKgaZRE/s320/asya+and+dila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_E_p3AGzRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uYQPZqWYzdE/s1600/mentos+asya+effa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472225010603445522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_E_p3AGzRI/AAAAAAAAAMA/uYQPZqWYzdE/s320/mentos+asya+effa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_E_ptb9tFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZV9caYG82JM/s1600/outing+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472225008035935314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_E_ptb9tFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/ZV9caYG82JM/s320/outing+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;So, that was some of the photos taken during 140510. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;That day is super duper uber terrific..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'll say, A1 with stars all over accompanying it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today, received our exam papers back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;First paper was Mother tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I was friggin' scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;My heart was beating at a speed of a racing car!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Fail malay nak letak muke kat mane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Fail subject lain boleh lah sembunyikkan blakang buku, kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, all of my hardwork paid off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I passed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Jyeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Not only did I passed, I improved!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Tremendously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Considering it happening for less than 2 months?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Words can't describe how I felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;So, you should know how happy I was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;The next paper we received was Science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ouh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Before we went to Science class, we had Literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Same all boring, disciplinary lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Our class is so wicked to Mrs Smarhon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Don't you want to make her proud of us some day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Let her be proud and brag to everyone that we were the class that made her proud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;(AS IF LAA!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;KaeKae, so, received marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Out of no where, I got an A2 for Literature(73).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Where was I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We received our Science paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Andand, I was nervous..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I don't want to have low marks cause I worked my arse out for this Science test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And, thankfully, I got A1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yay me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Recess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(la di la di da!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;English, received our papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Was nervous cause English was one of the subjects that really needs attention from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I expect the grade like 50-50 laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I got A2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Maths!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I was so scared, frightened, terrified what adjective can I write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Lucky I did not broke into tears you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Nadd looked at my paper first cause I was (adjectives above).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;She said something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;"You did way lot better, Syafiiqah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;My mind was going A1 or A2??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Then, she spilled out the beans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I got A2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Just 4 phucking marks and I can get a solid A1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Well, what the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;let it be...let it be... let it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;What song it that arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;No regrets??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Intergrated Humanities..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing to do laa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, me, Shi An and Huang Hui rest our heads on the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tired liao leyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My mind can now rest in peace (not die) after getting the marks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ouh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I forgot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I got my first C here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Freak Ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;conclusion: Quite satisfied with my marks but still, there is no harm improving, right? One A1. Three A2. One C. Please! I don't want anymore C and I don't want B in my report card/book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ASYACHIAKI&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/6707852495339971196-3631596505884987290?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3631596505884987290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/once-loved-forever-loved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3631596505884987290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3631596505884987290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/once-loved-forever-loved.html' title='Once loved, forever loved'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S_E_qKZj61I/AAAAAAAAAMI/tO6usKgaZRE/s72-c/asya+and+dila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-384081877559621391</id><published>2010-05-15T01:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T02:06:44.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>Bustard behind me now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;underline&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/underline&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Maths and Malay Paper One.&lt;br /&gt;I was anxious for both papers.&lt;br /&gt;I asked Adi A LOT of questions on how to improve Karangan.&lt;br /&gt;And basically I am a liitle satisfied with my karangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;underline&gt;Thursday&lt;/underline&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Science and Malay Paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;A little teeny weeny confident about the results.&lt;br /&gt;ButBut, I did all of my revision and studies,&lt;br /&gt;and if I still don't get marks that are satisfying,&lt;br /&gt;I am not gonna just sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;underline&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/underline&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Maths Paper 2.&lt;br /&gt;A little harder than Paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;but, just hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exams, went home, changed, met friends.&lt;br /&gt;Took the train and off we went to Orchard.&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriends looked stunning, flawless and gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigita - I was seriously taken aback when I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;Adilah - Chewahh!&lt;br /&gt;Kai Lin, Rachael, Amanda - Cute stuff!!&lt;br /&gt;Effa - Preety!&lt;br /&gt;Nadhiah - Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;Mai and Santiana - Hot stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Emmy - decent and innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went to take neo prints...&lt;br /&gt;Emmy arrived late.&lt;br /&gt;Had lots-uh-fun!&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to the movie corner that had a lot&lt;br /&gt;of boards.&lt;br /&gt;So, we took our ics there.&lt;br /&gt;Some just hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then played at the arcade...&lt;br /&gt;FunFunFun!&lt;br /&gt;We were there like more than 3/4 hours?&lt;br /&gt;nyahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate our dinner at the Korean Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Miss Debarah Ong blanja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0uh0uh0uh!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot!&lt;br /&gt;Before we went to the restaurant,&lt;br /&gt;there were some australian guys sitting outside one shop...&lt;br /&gt;There was this one guy...&lt;br /&gt;So cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;He had messy blonde curls for his hair..&lt;br /&gt;And his eyes are just mesmerizing and hypnotizing..&lt;br /&gt;Not long after that, I fall for him..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet him man!&lt;br /&gt;I want his number!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mak Ni and Uncle Din!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go to Australia with you guys!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bet there are more cute guys there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet that guy again!!!&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;PleasePleasePlease!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Make me see him again!&lt;br /&gt;So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;Went silent for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;Donnoe who I like now...&lt;br /&gt;The guy I saw, I think I like him too..&lt;br /&gt;Though, he is Australian...&lt;br /&gt;Victim 1.&lt;br /&gt;Victim 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which One???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayh!&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!~&lt;br /&gt;Adek akuh merengek mcm baby giant mane entah nak main comp...&lt;br /&gt;So, Goodbye!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-384081877559621391?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/384081877559621391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/bustard-behind-me-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/384081877559621391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/384081877559621391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/bustard-behind-me-now.html' title='Bustard behind me now.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1895403478677841120</id><published>2010-05-15T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T01:38:01.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m in pieces. Baby fix me.'/><title type='text'>Justin Drew Bieber</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/86HcM9g-Tz8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/86HcM9g-Tz8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this video is v.cool! Watch the last bit! Justin played the drum! I am so effin' jealous! Andandand, Oprah gave his album to the audience!!! And he made all the dance steps so naturally!!! He looked v.cute in the vid! The girls got to feel his hands! OuhMyGeee!~ JealousCemburu!!!! Urgh! I love JUSTIN BIEBER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing out;&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1895403478677841120?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1895403478677841120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/justin-drew-bieber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1895403478677841120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1895403478677841120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/justin-drew-bieber.html' title='Justin Drew Bieber'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-6586248612770651537</id><published>2010-05-09T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T02:23:06.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Virgos are givers and when the chips are down and you need a friend, the one available during those testing times when you need advice or companionship the most, is likely to be a Virgo. Virgos understand human frailties better than most, because they are so deep and reflective themselves. With a Virgo in your life you have someone who understands and cares and any romance or friendship based upon these qualities is certain to be mutually rewarding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I was checking out my horoscope and look what I've found! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6586248612770651537?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6586248612770651537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/virgos-are-givers-and-when-chips-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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indah.'/><title type='text'>Bila kuhh pejam mata, dirimu yang menjelama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forget everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*deleting photos*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*erasing memories*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*throwing away my frown in the rubbish bin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna meet my cuzzy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't wait to tell her all my secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't wait to know her secrets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[if she wants to tell me, laa!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to eat chocolate!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want PE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to run my legs off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow's school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why must we go there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and learn things that I was never curious about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Broken' from Sezairi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;is oh-so-nice!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want Batam, laa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder who will be in the same room as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder who my groupmates are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hopefully, crossing my fingers, it would be from 2e1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't care who..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;United an one, together we'll fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahhkay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talking shitty random stuff up there^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;0uhkae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Byeee!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1629703352982433216?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1629703352982433216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/bila-kuhh-pejam-mata-dirimu-yang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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full story before you take sides.'/><title type='text'>Once done, there's no way of turning back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lessons were ohhkay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;SkipSkipSkip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to the KFC with my ladies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Adi, Effa and Nadd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I tell you, i laugh until need to pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And guess whuat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We were there for over 2 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Gossip-ed, Laugh-ed, Gag-ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, Adi went home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;me, nadd and effa, together with nadd's cousin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;went to library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We were searching for books,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;when out of a sudden, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;a librarian shouted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Molestor!Molestor!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, everyone looked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was like, "then kpo?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nadd was scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The girl, according to nadd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;looked familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, don't need to tell who was the girl, kae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;o;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-6117012705189688432?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6117012705189688432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/once-done-theres-no-way-of-turning-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6117012705189688432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/6117012705189688432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/05/once-done-theres-no-way-of-turning-back.html' title='Once done, there&apos;s no way of turning back'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4332995930031940655</id><published>2010-05-05T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T03:16:16.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what I feel inside...'/><title type='text'>Sometimes I tried to hide,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S-E_N9EpWUI/AAAAAAAAALw/z-rO7vnAoRw/s1600/justin+bieber+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467720931569391938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 373px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S-E_N9EpWUI/AAAAAAAAALw/z-rO7vnAoRw/s400/justin+bieber+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Me heart JustinBieber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and SPEARMINT!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, nothing laa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Can skip the topic bout 'What had happened today?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You know, the song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Crush, David Arculeta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, it's now stuck in my head..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why do I keep running from the truth?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All I ever think about is you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I'm tryna, tryna walk away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know this crush ain't goin away...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has it ever crossed your mind, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we're hanging, spending time boy, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are we friends, is there more?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there more?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is another song of his:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;A little too not over you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tell me why you're so hard to forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't remind me I'm not over it&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why I can't seem to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a little too not over you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories supposed to fade&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with my heart?&lt;br /&gt;Shake it off, let it go&lt;br /&gt;Didn't think it be this hard&lt;br /&gt;Should be strong&lt;br /&gt;Moving on&lt;br /&gt;But I see you sometimes I try to hide&lt;br /&gt;What I feel inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;I only took out some parts that are relevant to me.. Anyone have any jiwang songs? Cause.. I need it! I need to express my feelings through the songs.. That's the only way! Well, I can tell ppl, but, I think, if I share, I would rather sound very pathetic and irritating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Btw, The song is not referring to brownie. It's referring to spearmint, kae? Get that in you mind and soul and nerves... ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;So, as what the song says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;, &lt;em&gt;But I see you sometimes, I tried to hide, what i feel inside..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Got to go! Not gonna post till Saturday/Friday? Before I leave, I wanna say, I love JUSTINBIEBER and SPEARMINT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;x&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-4332995930031940655?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S-E_N9EpWUI/AAAAAAAAALw/z-rO7vnAoRw/s72-c/justin+bieber+22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2170181422860961837</id><published>2010-05-03T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T07:47:00.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iheartqustionmark[?]'/><title type='text'>Your name will always be etched in my mind.♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ello!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Apologise me for the long wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was so busy and I can't use the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So.. what am I supposed to post now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I happy2 doesn't mean I am not sad or angry kae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I smile2 doesn't mean I have no problems with you and my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I laugh2 doesn't mean I am happy with how you work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, just figured out that malay songs is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;so jiwang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And so suits how I am feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The meaning of the songs sungguh mendalam, qhee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I especially like cicak sanchiko sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;You, that guy from the marsiling boyz?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Baru jer akuhh sebot name die, lagu die dimainkan kat blog akuhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Moga terbuka terbuka pintu hati untukku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Membuktikan kejujuran cintaku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;KaeKae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What to type now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Ouh! I am looking forward to school!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;haha. How lame is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't wait for my b'dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;OuhOuh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Talking bout birthday, it was my cousin's birthday on 290410♥ !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;To CousinFavourite kuhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Heii girl, if you're reading this, happy sweet sixteen! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I tell you what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Governments are stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;They have the biggest exams in your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;when you are sixteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;How are you supposed to enjoy your sweet sixteen, huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lawl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you alot alot alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;We go out soon, aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;===========================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;At home, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I do homework, eat, revise, go to the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And the cycle repeats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;At home, I worry about my marks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What if I get very low?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Donnoe where to put my face, leyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday went out with mommy, and sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;That day was ladies and girls day out! ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I like! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to NorthPoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Go lib, borrow tons of books!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then went to popular to check out Justin Bieber's ♥♥♥   CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But then, the popular don't have CD-Rama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;How could I forget?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I sedih skali!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The CD not for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;For someone else..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lagi I sedih seyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, we went to Sun Plaza to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I bought or mummy blanja, McFlurry with Hot Fudge!!!♥♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sedaaaaap!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me makan, cair, qhee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, buy shaker fries for all of us to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Headed to Sasa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I test2 minyak wangi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Satu, bau die sedap gileeerrr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;$39 pulak tuhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Quite cheap laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rather than the one like kotak, pink colour, $50[i think].&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;After that, went to NTUC, bought stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And, told mummy that by the end of June Holiday I must have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;1. New file. [My file dah koyak.]  )':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;2. Kasut baru!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, went home.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tired skali...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was doin' my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, suddenly one song make me all so jiwang. [Justin Bieber's ♥♥♥ song, by the way.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This was whuat I wrote in my science notes book: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Why do i keep running from the truth? All I ever think about is you. You are the one that I see everytime I blinked. Every love song, I always think about you. You are always my distraction to whatver I do. Why is it so hard, this thing we called LOVE. There are so many reasons for me to love you. And of the reasons is that, you make my heart leap a thousand steps whenever we met. You make me smile whenever someone talks about you. You can make me smile even when I am having the harsh-est moment. You make my feet wobble whenever you speak. How I wish the songs that you sing, you will sing it to me. You are my cherry to my ice-cream! Truth can make a big difference. I am still hoping that the name written at the back of your hand is mine despite knowing that the chances of happening is veryvery thin. My heart is broken into a million pieces. You are the cause, and only you can vure it. I love you and your name will always be etched in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Of course, some parts, I censored. I can't give off that part, if not....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I hope this post is long enough for the rest of the week cause I won't be using the comp for a week. Wanna say anything? The tagboard is there for you to chatter. Andandand, those who know my number, we are just 8-digits away, dears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;XOXO;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;[my signature goes here.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASYACHIAKI♥ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2170181422860961837?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1317337857376397016</id><published>2010-04-27T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T07:15:50.982-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One guy can make a change to a girl&apos;s hopes and wishes.'/><title type='text'>There is gonna be one less lonely girl~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lessons were ohhkay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My bag light seyh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After school:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Partied at the Mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Celebrated NaddFreak Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Always!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pictures to be uploaded soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me happy, they happy, all happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, reached school, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;completed my math homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, gonna bring a light bag tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yeeppeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me suke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmph..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Took out all the pieces that I drew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The one that I used to put inside my file?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The hidden secrets stuffs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gyeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I took it out and admire and recall zaman-zaman kental akuhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, zaman-zaman kental akan slalu dirindu oleh anak Danuri!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday, Eng mid-year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sadsadsad cause no CCA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Scaredscaredscared cause exam?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't and will not post for a long period of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With who?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tell ahr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love Justin Bieber laa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LoveLoveLove!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kae2, Syafiiqah dah siowsiow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lagi, ape nak cakap ahc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OuhOuhOuh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week was health week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lastlast week was International Friendship Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, thank you friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks for being there for me through sad, frustrated and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;especially happy moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Syafiiqah treasure semue2, tau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lagi, ape nak tulis ahc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ouh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In case some people have not realised,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am now irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bare with me can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bored, I irritate people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bored, I talk shitty stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bored, I talk takde arahnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bored, I talk a lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bored, I disturb people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nak cakap ape lagi ahc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna change me skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What I meant was blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My eyes is getting bored to seeing the same skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Arghhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okaelah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My siblings are getting on my nerves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They want to play the comp and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What could I possibly do with only one hour?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Some people don't know how short is one hour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The clock ticks faster day by day, yknow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sighning out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goodbye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;XOXO;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[my signature goes here]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ASYACHIAKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1317337857376397016?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1317337857376397016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-is-gonna-be-one-less-lonely-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1317337857376397016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1317337857376397016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-is-gonna-be-one-less-lonely-girl.html' title='There is gonna be one less lonely girl~'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1339998299553627026</id><published>2010-04-25T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T03:58:54.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me love you. You tak love me. You love someone else. Me sadsad skali.'/><title type='text'>AsyaChiaki dah lame tak post. Sorrieeee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long-not-posting wait, aye?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know how I spend my 24-hours.&lt;br /&gt;If I go home early, I will just sleep and wake up at around 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll do my homework at around 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;The duration for me to do my homework is simply not enough.&lt;br /&gt;If I reach home late somemore suay siah!&lt;br /&gt;When doing homework can sleep anytime siak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the clock ticking so fast?&lt;br /&gt;Now, the mid-year is adding on to my reasons for not using the comp.&lt;br /&gt;I have to give all out for this year.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;Stress rabak perh??&lt;br /&gt;Skang, I have eye ring seyh!&lt;br /&gt;Suay perh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the past few weeks were ohhkay!&lt;br /&gt;A LOT TO TALK ABOUT.&lt;br /&gt;However, I think I can't recall any.&lt;br /&gt;haas.&lt;br /&gt;Sorrieeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I basically improved my malay and maths big time!&lt;br /&gt;Yay to me!&lt;br /&gt;My englis improve a little and my science, maintaining.&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I telling you all this?&lt;br /&gt;You don't care I ever fail or pass or improve or deprove or maintain in my results.&lt;br /&gt;StressStressStress!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhkay!&lt;br /&gt;Drop that frggin' topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went out with Effa, Emmy, Jian Min, Kenny and Calvin.&lt;br /&gt;We must discuss about tomorrow's performance.&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking of it makes my stomach do flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;Nervous siah!!!&lt;br /&gt;You can count on me to perform malay dance.&lt;br /&gt;But hip-hop?&lt;br /&gt;It will be a big nono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouhkae!&lt;br /&gt;Asya nak pergi dulu!&lt;br /&gt;To Adi:&lt;br /&gt;Li inu Yinge Ireke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Peeps!&lt;br /&gt;Poi Te Var!&lt;br /&gt;ChalooBetehh!&lt;br /&gt;Cheriyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO;&lt;br /&gt;[my signature goes here.]&lt;br /&gt;ASYACHIAKI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1339998299553627026?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1339998299553627026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/04/asyachiaki-dah-lame-tak-post-sorrieeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1339998299553627026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1339998299553627026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/04/asyachiaki-dah-lame-tak-post-sorrieeee.html' title='AsyaChiaki dah lame tak post. Sorrieeee~'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1243267706284993731</id><published>2010-04-09T07:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:03:19.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Does everyone feel the way I do?'/><title type='text'>Hello Sad, Goodbye Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S78_xqyimEI/AAAAAAAAALY/cLmlulu1JAI/s1600/don%27t+care.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458151395928741954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S78_xqyimEI/AAAAAAAAALY/cLmlulu1JAI/s400/don%27t+care.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;" Yeah, what has a girl like me&lt;br /&gt;to care about you, huh?"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S78_rkD9v7I/AAAAAAAAALQ/J-eMZeU-d24/s1600/don%27t+care.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, today did not go to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I was unwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And some not-so-good reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I have this one big ulcer at my lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Correction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Make that two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;And, my lips are swollen up like two fishballs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;My eyes occasionally swell up tears for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;But, who knows that the tears were formed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;because my heart is achin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I miss the whole event in the stadium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Because of the not coming to school thing, keep it on a hush, ahhkay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sape2 yang rindu me, janganlah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me also rindu semue, kae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Anw, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLUE MARLIN WON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am proud of everyone who made Marlin win kae?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;This year kyte tak kasi sape2 overtake kyter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now a days, I don't see the point of me using the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;What can I do with it, anw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Play games?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not the type of person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chat with ppl, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;but who with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Listen to songs, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, I dislike listening to jiwang song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The reason why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;As I told you from the previous post, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;every song I listen to, I relate it to him and think about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Every song breaks my heart more and more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cut my body open and be suprised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;at how many pieces are there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;There is no way glue-ing it back is gonna help, boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Shattered heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Devastated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Tears rollin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;No replacement for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;For the first time ( in all my Life, so far), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I really like a boy this seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Narrator: Why do guys only help young, feminine, pretty ladies?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy: I saw you the other day fallin'. I did not help you. haha! Sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl: Yeah, I was fallin' in love. That's the reason.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could guys these days be so heartless?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;============================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That story really struck me, alot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't understand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's just say don't be too narrow minded, aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okae2!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait for another a few days till I post again, okae?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AsyaChiaki! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;False hopes, Unreachable wishes. &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/6707852495339971196-1243267706284993731?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1243267706284993731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-sad-goodbye-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1243267706284993731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1243267706284993731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-sad-goodbye-happy.html' title='Hello Sad, Goodbye Happy'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S78_xqyimEI/AAAAAAAAALY/cLmlulu1JAI/s72-c/don%27t+care.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2462065171838790269</id><published>2010-03-30T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T08:36:00.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love is a journey but not a destination.'/><title type='text'>Finding the right pavement to go to your heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S7IRmQAoGII/AAAAAAAAALI/3PfDmBgkPfM/s1600/10+signs.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454441447529388162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S7IRmQAoGII/AAAAAAAAALI/3PfDmBgkPfM/s400/10+signs.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S7IRgMa5c2I/AAAAAAAAALA/BbX1qPF71J8/s1600/10+signs.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I have found this pic longlonglong time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But then, only now I feel the urge to post about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And, I think every single point is true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I mean he &lt;underline&gt;is&lt;/underline&gt; the first person when I think when I wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;besides worrying whether I would be late for school or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;He does makes me smile, widely in fact, and he does makes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my heart pound like only justinbieber and superjunior knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Every single love song, no doubt, I will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;think about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And I will just think that fairytale or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;fantasy would come to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I do not re-read all our convos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;but I do count the times I see you in a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When we are talking to each other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I seriously don't want that moment to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But, now a days, we don't even let out a single word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't really look at you nor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;stare at you or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But I do love the moments when we are together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I hate smelling people, but, what the hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't mind cause, no one's perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Not even linking with each other.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My stomach goes twirly wirly when I hear your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But that was then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now, not so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Getting used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I smile only..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am not on that stage when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I am fanatic to you or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Except for this point, everything is so true!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ohhkay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I bobal mepek skang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Up to you to think I talk crap &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;or shitty girly stuff okayh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I don't care a damn of what you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;cause it won't change an effin' thing about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Your problem not my problem, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aink... Fake^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cheywahh! Dah maju pah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nah, can go drain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hahahahaha! akuhh bobal sendiri pah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;aink...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One message to a fan of my twin (AdiTweeniee), aye?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eh! Kao tak sedar diri pah? Treat twin akuhh step kao pehh mataer. Eyh, relex one corner suah lah! Muke betol tak tau malu sah! Otak buntu perh? Akuh kasi kao tip lah sial. Kao pi duduk satu corner, pegi cebok kao pehh muke betol2, baru datang kat twin akuhh klao dah maju kayh? Tak payah sweet talk dengan Adi lah.. She won't buy sweet talks. Trust me lah eh? Tak payah waste kao punye duit utk meseg Adi kayh? Lebih kao meseg, lebih hati kao berkecai.. Akuhh assure kao, tak leyh glue baleyk punyerh.. Ingat tau tip akuh.. Biar cebok betul2. Klao nak sabon, akuhh aderh. Sabun Fab. Nak?? Dahlah! Wansueyyy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorrie for my attitude^^ Mood bnyk pehh swing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okayhlah! Sape2 tak tau psl nie, just keep your mouths shut..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodbye! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ChalooBetehh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oulevoure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chio!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xoxo; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AsyaChiaki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2462065171838790269?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2462065171838790269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/03/finding-right-pavement-to-go-to-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2462065171838790269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2462065171838790269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/03/finding-right-pavement-to-go-to-your.html' title='Finding the right pavement to go to your heart.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S7IRmQAoGII/AAAAAAAAALI/3PfDmBgkPfM/s72-c/10+signs.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2924468323404125076</id><published>2010-03-21T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T06:29:52.446-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Someone&apos;s back... Get ready for the big news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ppl.'/><title type='text'>I know I am just that plain girl sitting at the sidelines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Hola!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okae, I am going to post bout what had happened for the March hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday(130310) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home with my bro cause&lt;br /&gt;mummy, daddy and two other sisters go somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Do homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;Blablabla happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday(140310) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Lagun Sari cause have wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Whoa! So grand xhaaal!&lt;br /&gt;It's like in the hotel, tau!!&lt;br /&gt;Makanan die, 5 stars, you!&lt;br /&gt;Me like!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then, went to the Mendaki centre.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of my two sisters.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know why why Mendaki is called Mendaki.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, it's so MENDAK and it makes ppl do "eeeeeeeee!"&lt;br /&gt;when they mendak.&lt;br /&gt;So, when you fuse them up tgt, become MENDAKI!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! Fake^^&lt;br /&gt;Ahkayy, so basically what happened is that&lt;br /&gt;my two sisters sat at one room, while me parents sit at the other room&lt;br /&gt;and my brother and I sat at another.&lt;br /&gt;Inside my room, we got to use the comp&lt;br /&gt;and then we did some introduction.&lt;br /&gt;Then right, there was this one small guy, sachok gilerrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;He was in Sec 1?!&lt;br /&gt;OuhEmGee!&lt;br /&gt;I was damn shocked..&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was this another boy, Sec2, but shawt2.&lt;br /&gt;Sachok cikeeet jerr.&lt;br /&gt;Marker jatuh, he panggil my name!!!&lt;br /&gt;And whats makes me like head over heels is that&lt;br /&gt;he remembered my name from the introduction!!&lt;br /&gt;wohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Gilerr nyerh akuhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday(150310) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home the whole day&lt;br /&gt;cause parents went to my first small sister's school.&lt;br /&gt;Theyhave some talk..&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather call it lecture.&lt;br /&gt;Phm2 lah.&lt;br /&gt;Pri One.&lt;br /&gt;Ade bnyk bende drng kene inform parents..&lt;br /&gt;So bored!&lt;br /&gt;Used teh comp to kill boredom.&lt;br /&gt;nyahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;V. bored xhaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday(160310) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to Malay Village with Diny, Emmy and Ms Tan..&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the story is at the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;Go read it!&lt;br /&gt;If not, I'll kill you.&lt;br /&gt;If you had, I love you so much.&lt;br /&gt;You have initiative!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday(170310) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to Ang Mo Kio's mosque.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy last day at work..&lt;br /&gt;So, go there, help her clean up her work place.&lt;br /&gt;I sedeh seyh!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot go there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;That was my pre-school, tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday(180310) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never go anywhere..&lt;br /&gt;BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday(190310) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Helped mummy to do an email for aunt.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her and her family!!!&lt;br /&gt;I will collect money to visit y'all in Australia, okay??&lt;br /&gt;LoveLoveLove you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday(200310) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Causeway Point to take my handphone...&lt;br /&gt;But skang, for now, I don't have SIM card.&lt;br /&gt;Use mummy's SIM card to bongkar the phone.&lt;br /&gt;nyeheheehe!&lt;br /&gt;So, kene saba.&lt;br /&gt;And my parents ade buat satu "contract".&lt;br /&gt;Akuhh kene ikot all the terms and conditions klao akuhh nak SIM card.&lt;br /&gt;Ituhh pon will determine when I will get the phone.&lt;br /&gt;haish!&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;If I can wait for 2++ years for the handphone,&lt;br /&gt;I can definitely wait for months/ weeks for that SIM card.&lt;br /&gt;No sweat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday(210310) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Made sure I complete all of my homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;And the school stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Ate nasi goreng mamak.&lt;br /&gt;Sedaaap...&lt;br /&gt;I loike!&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, still, yg kat Geylang tuh, tak leyh di-kalahkan.&lt;br /&gt;YumYumYumYum!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylah, Sacheks and sachoks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Gottogo!&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me and don't have a noghtmare about me.&lt;br /&gt;Just have sweet dreams, aites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!!&lt;br /&gt;Oulevoure!&lt;br /&gt;ChalooBeteehh!&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;Chio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;AsyaChiaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2924468323404125076?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4744945266277525885</id><published>2010-03-16T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T05:57:27.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>160310</title><content type='html'>Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahkayy!&lt;br /&gt;Just now went to meet Emmy and Diny cause we wanna go hanter costumes at malay village.&lt;br /&gt;Tunggu taxi bnyk pehh lame sak!&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Ms Tan have to call the cab.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, had some laughters..&lt;br /&gt;Have this sec4 guy go hantat Ms Tan his Sec3 file.&lt;br /&gt;Then Ms Tan kept saying Nonsense lah this boy.&lt;br /&gt;Or is it kid or guy?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;Then, Farid, Sham and Mahathir came.&lt;br /&gt;Actually when I went inside the school, I saw Mahathir outside school.&lt;br /&gt;Then, they talk3 to Ms Tan...&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this one thing when Farid said something then Sham go slap him.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah sampai sane, kasi baleyk baju.&lt;br /&gt;That place is kinda creepy, but seriously like kampung.&lt;br /&gt;Then right, the baju all lawa2 tau!&lt;br /&gt;Then, akuhh terpikir klao utk baju raye, kyte sewe.&lt;br /&gt;Conferm pilik nyerh kan?&lt;br /&gt;Then, Emmy and Diny go show me some moves.&lt;br /&gt;The "replacement" moves for lagu Sorry Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;The replacement moves was from our malay dance performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, go eat...&lt;br /&gt;Sedaaappp!!!&lt;br /&gt;When nak carik makan, aderh kedai tulis mcm gini tau.&lt;br /&gt;"You will never drink alone!" or "You will never eat alon!"&lt;br /&gt;HaHaHa!&lt;br /&gt;Geli hati akuhh bace!&lt;br /&gt;Then, beli BeeHoonGoreng.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite!&lt;br /&gt;Mee dierh panas all the way!&lt;br /&gt;Then, Emmy go say I eat licin.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Diny and Emmy laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan go ask why they laugh.&lt;br /&gt;So, Emmy tell.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Tan Like kagum...&lt;br /&gt;Why I can eat, but then my body size like "small".&lt;br /&gt;I say lahh donno!&lt;br /&gt;Takkan nak blabber psl science pulak kans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, go home.&lt;br /&gt;In the taxi Emmy go sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I just look outside the window, think bout something, someone...&lt;br /&gt;Ahkayy, drop that thinking of you stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, go home...... alone.&lt;br /&gt;Sedeyh perr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY  5th MONTHSARY TO MY KAKAK, FAFAH, AND ABANG, ASRAF!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Last long tau korang! Sayang krng due bynk3 mcm kakak and abang akuhh sendiri!&lt;br /&gt;Klao ade paperh, I will always be by your side, tau! Ingat! Klao tak, awas krng!&lt;br /&gt;Aink.. Fake^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheriyo!&lt;br /&gt;Oulevoure!&lt;br /&gt;Chaloobetehh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;AsyaChiaki.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-4744945266277525885?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4744945266277525885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/03/160310.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4744945266277525885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4744945266277525885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/03/160310.html' title='160310'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-7678149365569795423</id><published>2010-03-12T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T00:39:20.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love my Merak Kayangan.'/><title type='text'>MERAK KAYANGAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S5s_4pMDg0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/3_woYxRoKWU/s1600-h/malay+dance2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448018416596386626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S5s_4pMDg0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/3_woYxRoKWU/s320/malay+dance2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MERAK KAYANGAN! GOGOGO!&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;I am at the right and my mate looked so sepet!! *gasp* Plus, I look so matured! *gasp again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.03.10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Yesterday waked up at 6.45 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Then did me e-learning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Complete already, got ready for malay dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Went there and I was like "where is Emmy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then, I have this thought that she might be in school already cause it's gonna be 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So, I went inside the school and the AVA room was closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I went out side the school then saw Mira and Sirah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Sirah said, " I think your friend over there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Then I was like at last!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Went inside, took all the costumes and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then changed into costume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Inside the toilet kekek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But I forgotten why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wait for Cikgu Z. to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This and that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;When Cikgu Z. came with his friend, we all pakai foundation.&lt;br /&gt;After use foundation, I eat together with some other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Nasi Ayam, yknow?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sedaaaap, gheee!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Had laughters with Wanie, Ninni, Yasmin, Ee, Farah and Emmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Wanie, Ninni and Yasmin was like so funny xhaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then, Ee, Farah and I laugh with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ee look at me, I look at Ee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;We both laugh cannot tahan xhaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I was like "Eh! Susah nyerh nak makan!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then, when everybody finish eating, left only me, Farah and Emmy which come eat with us setengah jln.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then, when Farah finish eating she said, " Tengoklah ketawe2 sampai die tak leyh makan!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Hahaahahahahaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Then, Emmy finish before me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Padahal I eat before she seyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I laugh cannot tahan xhaaa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Sampai mate berair mcm nak rak seyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;BAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then, put on make-up, pakai samping and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;After doing all that, we still have like 2 hours?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OuhEmGee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lamenye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So, kyter practice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then, we conteng the whiteboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Whoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Whiteboard tuhh mcm scribbled all over the place xhaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Full of scribbles of our art piece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fake^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;At LAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The time has came!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We sat backstage and then read our prayers and Al-Fatihah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then, Eika said that this would be the last performance for the seniors..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE last performance as a merak kayangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They would treasure it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And from then onwards, I felt how lucky I was to get to know this earthlings!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;They are more like a second family to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I know I could depend on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then, Eika say that we, the Sec2's and Sec3's must uphold and maintain the name of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;MERAK KAYANGAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was like promising to myself to improve myself so that all my seniors could be proud us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eventhough I am not the leader, everyone has to play a part in this right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We are a team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Only then did I cried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Cannot stop my tears from flowing down my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Almost everyone started to cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The performance was great!&lt;br /&gt;When I was dancing, there was this sense of pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. To be part of Merak Kayangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2. To dance with all my great seniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. To dance for Achievement Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was holding back my tears cause when I dance,those words said by Eika was whispering in my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It was the best, unforgettable, memorable, more than words can describe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Only the people who go through that feeling and saw what happened after that would know how I feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Though the music stopped half way, we still rocked the stage, world and each of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;We've got a ginormous applause cause we rock it out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OuhEmGee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am out of vocabulary to describe the sensation I felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After performance, most of us cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I cried crocodile tears man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My tears was like flowing, and flowing, and flowing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Then to top it off, we had a group hug which touched me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I cried more after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I was thinking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;Alah! Make-up hancur pon hancur lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am proud of my merak kayangan and myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I love all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The most was fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And the feeling is unexpressable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I feel like we had won!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;At the last bits of the performance, I was so damn semangat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Semangat gilerr babi nyerh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OUHMYGEEEE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I am damn effin' happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I wanna express it, but I ran out of vocabs man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Serious2, the feeling is like we had won the whole world to ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kae2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then we went back to the AVA room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was in charge of the samping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Collect everything already, clear up the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then, the food is still a lot,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lucky Nadhiah brought it to her netball camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So, those who get the food, who are you suppose to thank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesyes, your welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;haah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Fake^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Then still have a couple of packets more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So, I brought home three and Emmy brought home three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Kasi family lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Takkan nak makan tige peket tuhh untuk diri sendiri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;AT HOME!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Ate the food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sedaaap, gheee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Satuhh peket actually tak cukup tau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;heeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Then, sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Tired mah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ouhkae lah ladies and gentlemen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I need to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oulevoure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;Xoxo;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;AsyaChiaki!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S5s_4pMDg0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/3_woYxRoKWU/s72-c/malay+dance2' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-2218755624190814522</id><published>2010-03-09T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T05:19:07.593-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akuhh cintaa sama muhh'/><title type='text'>Bila akuhh pejam mataku, dirimu yang menjelma.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the mass dance thing.&lt;br /&gt;Buat tak semangat.&lt;br /&gt;Jelak sah every week buat bende tuhh.&lt;br /&gt;They seriously think we will participate on the Achievement Day..&lt;br /&gt;To all the teachers:&lt;br /&gt;Don't be dissapointed how we would do on the Achievement Day kaes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadd kept on "kicking" people's legs.&lt;br /&gt;Then my kaki like sotong!&lt;br /&gt;Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;Nadd made me laugh half of the time.&lt;br /&gt;You seriously know how to jage people's heart.&lt;br /&gt;Do the pom2.&lt;br /&gt;Stress siah!&lt;br /&gt;Skejap pendek..&lt;br /&gt;Skejap satu strand terklaur.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating and annoying xhaaa!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Siow is seriously weird.&lt;br /&gt;Concentrate most of the time in class.&lt;br /&gt;Can't slack!&lt;br /&gt;Mati akuhh nanti klao markah kurang memuaskan.&lt;br /&gt;Science quite easy ahk.&lt;br /&gt;Start becoming gila2.&lt;br /&gt;Yelah..&lt;br /&gt;Dah dapat cikgu mcm gituhh...&lt;br /&gt;Tak boleyh menghalang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought food and drinks for myself and Adi.&lt;br /&gt;Asked Emmy to pass the items to Adi cause have duty..&lt;br /&gt;Why am I telling you this??&lt;br /&gt;Excess infoo..&lt;br /&gt;Sorrey![Shiva way of saying]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do debate..&lt;br /&gt;Vehh lazy to speak..&lt;br /&gt;Shiva was loike laughing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I just LOL with her lahh.&lt;br /&gt;She my older sister..&lt;br /&gt;Cannot saketkan hatih dierh.&lt;br /&gt;heeh XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Tongue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEAAAHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ferst, Syarif must shift his place nearer to me.&lt;br /&gt;Then, after that, worse-er.&lt;br /&gt;I must sit in front of hym!&lt;br /&gt;So, joker for malay class is&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a part to play..&lt;br /&gt;Talk-ed to Syarif bout stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Blueek!&lt;br /&gt;I tak nak bilang youh sumerh!&lt;br /&gt;XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blabla happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay Dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Dapat baju, ghee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Canteyk2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yellow top and green bottom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;I loike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;blablabla happened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, go home, Fafah and Asraf temankan akuhh pi MCD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Beli coke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then nak baleyk, terserempak nan Farid, Dzul and Sham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Sham tanye akuhh nak baleyk ke tak then blabla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pastuhh yang klakar nye Frid ckp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dah nmpk/jumpe pompan, kawan sendiri lupekan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Akuhh dah mcm fine ahk! Ameyk die baleyk lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;So, esok die nye last day in S'pore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Bohoo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sedeyh sak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, not hys last day in S'pore for this year larh of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Last day in S'pore for Term One!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;At ferst die bilang akuhh, akuhh terperanjat berok sal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Skali until Sunday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Cibai siah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Akuh dah mcm on that spot jugak nak nanges seyh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Loike one member from my "family" will go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sedeyh2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sampai umah.. tros use comp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Currently: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;    Chatting with NiNie Rochea! My all time best friend since 2005! Cygg die bnyk! Kyte will kluar next week ngan member2 laen! Yeepee~  She will always be the one whom I will lean on when I have a prob! She will always be my one and only. Thanks ehq, sis! Akuh tau lah akuhh niehh, blom lagi ke tahap kao, tapi, thanks for understanding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Oulevoure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Chalobeteehh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;Xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;AsyaChiaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-2218755624190814522?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2218755624190814522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-pe-did-mass-dance-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2218755624190814522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/2218755624190814522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-pe-did-mass-dance-thing.html' title='Bila akuhh pejam mataku, dirimu yang menjelma.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-648264723070249107</id><published>2010-03-04T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T06:19:17.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I know that forgetting you is the hardest thing to do. And it ain&apos;t easy. So don&apos;t let my feelings get hurt just because of this minor stuff. It breaks my heart piece by piece;day by day'/><title type='text'>I don't want to walk this earth if I gotta do S-O-L-O</title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrie for not posting.&lt;br /&gt;One, cannot on computer cause&lt;br /&gt;of my adeyk.&lt;br /&gt;Two, malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;English!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;My group talking bout when you get married and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;what you want to be when you want to be when you grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Me and Shiva scared if we would be influenced with bad companies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Like go smoke or skip school and pierce tongue, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Serious tau, scary yknow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just imagine akuh jadi minah sundal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Relek one corner peyh lepak ngan gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ckp wansueyy ngan life akuh ader skang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tak nak ghee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Seram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;That period funny, ghee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;We talk lah what we wanna be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then I say to Ron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;You must get married by 20++ in order to see your grandchildren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then Ron go count donno what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then he say: 30++ still I can see my grandchildren cause by then I would be 60++.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then I replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How do you know you would get children very early?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then Shiva laughed very2 hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;She looked at me and then said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are the one who started all this right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Then I was like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ya lah! Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Funny xhiaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I love my members!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Step A head 5 rock my babats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Science!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What A BORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We did experiment then copy answers from the screen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I, AdiTweenie and Effa sat down on the floor to copy answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then, I find it hard to write on my lap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then I looked at Effa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She write like veri easy xhiaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was thinking what trick did she use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then suddenly she say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Aku kebas calender.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I was like so amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I laugh like WOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Recess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Eat chicken Rice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Emmy eat chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Blablabla happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mother Tongue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Did the buku kerje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Forget why I laugh for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Maths!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;The Miss Tan taught us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Okae2 ahk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Prefer Mr Lim teach us liao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Skejap suruh pakai this method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Then pakai the next method.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;wtheck?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Confused gegerl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Tak kechian kerh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CLD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Must go to 1A2 class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeeppeee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We watched movie then blablabla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then the fun part began!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blow wind blow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ferst, there was this one malay boy say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blow wind blow. Blow those who are chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then the chinese move already, there was this one chinese guy left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The person standing in front was given 5 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We all loike counting already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then he panic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So, he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Erm, Blow wind blow. Blow those who are malay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You may think that is not funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But wait for the second part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;He said quieter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then want to say what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His face cannot angkat xhiaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cute plak tuh bilerh ckp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll replie the tags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Adi-DiMenZi&lt;/span&gt;: Oi! Update lah sey!! Blog lu mati ke peh?? Hehehe.. eh,takmu repent lagi ehk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Adi-DiMenZi&lt;/span&gt;: Hey,twinee..!!! Apamaciam?? Rather eat a bowl of porridge??? RANDOM sey!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;To Adi-DiMenZi: Akuh baek2 ajah. I know! Random kan? lols. Ini peyh post untuk kao. Happy?Blog Syafiiqah takkan mati nyah. Lu bleyh percaye. Repent? Akuh klao tak repent, tak de orang nak ckp nan akuh. Lebeyh baek diam suah. Kuraaaangg dose akuh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;`EMMY&lt;/span&gt;: just happen to pass by. and no saying hi. TAG ! love ya always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;to `EMMY: Thanks gerl! Love you double more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Adi-DiMenZi:&lt;/span&gt; Hey,update kay.. Try ah.. Aku tau kau nye adek ader CA1 tapi,blog jgn kasi amti,kay? Tagged you with flying colours!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;to Adi-DiMenZi: Blog Syafiiqah takkan matinye. Akuh try update hari2 okae? Terime-Kaseh daripade akuh kae? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahkayy ahk!&lt;br /&gt;Chio!&lt;br /&gt;ChalooBetehh!&lt;br /&gt;Oulevuore!&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;AsyaChiaki&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-648264723070249107?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/648264723070249107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-want-to-walk-this-earth-if-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/648264723070249107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/648264723070249107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-want-to-walk-this-earth-if-i.html' title='I don&apos;t want to walk this earth if I gotta do S-O-L-O'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-4035303369807411558</id><published>2010-02-28T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T04:23:41.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>I know it's me who said goodbye. And that's the hardest thing to do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S4pdNxLSbgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ukyXnwX_23A/s1600-h/gorgeous+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443265590751030786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S4pdNxLSbgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ukyXnwX_23A/s320/gorgeous+eyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hypnotising eyes.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't she have the most heavenly eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why can't I have those eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It seemed so perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And that is only the eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have not mention the eyelashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's so long and I simply adore it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She seemed so perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmph...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anw, I have been thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna be an air stewardess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really want to be one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No joking matter you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's so cool man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But the problem now is I am scared of heights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Really scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd rather eat a bowl of porridge that have been left for a few days rather than go flying fox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LAWL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which idiot would do such a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tomorrow is Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have to wake up early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Must remember to pay attention in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ouhkae!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gonna skoot off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oulevoure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pandai2 lah kao agak word to mcm mane nak pronounce dan maknenye apehr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chaloobeteeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;asyachiaki &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-4035303369807411558?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4035303369807411558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know-its-me-who-said-goodbye-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4035303369807411558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/4035303369807411558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know-its-me-who-said-goodbye-and.html' title='I know it&apos;s me who said goodbye. And that&apos;s the hardest thing to do.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D5h2K_p1LaU/S4pdNxLSbgI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/ukyXnwX_23A/s72-c/gorgeous+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-3916877539690223927</id><published>2010-02-22T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T06:24:44.619-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='But you can&apos;t make me invisible in your life.'/><title type='text'>I know I am just the girl sitting at the sidelines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have not been posting lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mahlas ahk siah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okae, okae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;School is like always but have been busy lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come back home late, everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but will try to come home early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was kinda ahkayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Was gila2 at ferst, but then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the day became bored-er and bored-er.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Soooo sleepy during the story telling time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but kinda hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then, went for Malay Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Got selected to perform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YEAH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am freaking happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But, my mind shut down sah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I am the one who made the most mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cikgu Z. was kinda mad at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The tempat dah lah sempat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Orang tngh penat, stress, panas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Alahai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mcm mane lah akuh nak concentrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whatever it is, tomorrow ade training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, can practice my arse out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gonna focus, focus, focus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Important perfromance yknow?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Urgh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So stressed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What to post now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Feel like posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Good mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Happy mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Apelah krng nieh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Klao krng saling bermaaf-maafan dengan sesama sendiri, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;problem settle babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kae2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Drop that topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't you dare catch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Phm2 lah what I tried to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Justin Bieber's Baby Official Music Video is out!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;OMG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Baek ghee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I suke tau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Blablah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Boring ghee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tak tau ape nak buat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hish!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ape kate akuh blah skang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okayah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;baibai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kamsamida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ChalooBetehh!&lt;br /&gt;Cheriyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Xoxo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ASYAAAcintaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-3916877539690223927?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3916877539690223927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know-i-am-just-girl-sitting-at.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3916877539690223927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/3916877539690223927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know-i-am-just-girl-sitting-at.html' title='I know I am just the girl sitting at the sidelines.'/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6707852495339971196.post-1688045052393148731</id><published>2010-02-18T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:35:18.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hello!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now chatted with Anis.&lt;br /&gt;Talked bout something.&lt;br /&gt;Ahkay ahk.&lt;br /&gt;She very nice.&lt;br /&gt;But I donno why, whenever i meet her,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to saqy to her.&lt;br /&gt;But in msn, got things to share and tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dong Hae and Kangin are HFCCP.&lt;br /&gt;Which stands for Hot, Funny, Cute, Charming and Perfect!&lt;br /&gt;OuhEmGee!~&lt;br /&gt;Cute gilerr, ghee.&lt;br /&gt;I can go all crazy over them.&lt;br /&gt;Sabar, ghee, sabar.&lt;br /&gt;Super Junior is off the hooks, peeps!~&lt;br /&gt;I like all of them.&lt;br /&gt;But, I like Dong Hae and Kangin esp.&lt;br /&gt;Tehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for SHINee, tak minat sngt ahk.&lt;br /&gt;But, get your facts right, I PREFER Super Junior to SHINee.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that Super Junior is number one in my priority list, yknow?&lt;br /&gt;I don't detest SHINee ahkay?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahkay, then listened to my favourite korean song ever!&lt;br /&gt;Not from SuperJunior nor SHINee.&lt;br /&gt;tehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Listened to songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish..&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to post already lah.&lt;br /&gt;Kamsamida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I won't be posting that quite often already. I'll follow my mood flow, aytes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheriyo!&lt;br /&gt;ChaloBetehh!&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo;&lt;br /&gt;{ASYAAAcintaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6707852495339971196-1688045052393148731?l=givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1688045052393148731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-just-now-chatted-with-anis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1688045052393148731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6707852495339971196/posts/default/1688045052393148731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://givingme-butterflies.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-just-now-chatted-with-anis.html' title=''/><author><name>Nur Syafiiqah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09197151443310591602</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
