<?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-4108990179456943068</id><updated>2011-12-15T00:12:42.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joys and Pains</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-2265174055924221306</id><published>2011-12-14T21:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:12:42.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to whoever may reading this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,I have finish my 3rd semester.How's my final exam?I guess better I dont talk about this matter.My exam has been given me nightmare!This past 3 weeks i feel like my head is going to blow up and it become bigger each day until the last day of exam,I lay down in front of the exam and "phewhh" out loud. My friend was like "alyaa pengsan ke?" with this shock expression and I was like "am I being overreact?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,it's been awhile since stalk my homeslice blog.I just read lola's blog and her latest post is about her boyfriend. As I go through, I realise that her boyfriend is like a clone of my boyfriend. Every little things she said about him is like she talking about my boyfriend.Being emotional over some small matter,raise his voice when he is angry and the most important thing is being a CONTROL FREAK!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lola,&lt;br /&gt;Babe aku harap engkau kuatkan semangat and biarla apa dia orang nak cakap pasal engkau.&lt;br /&gt;One day, people will know the truth. Kalaula aku boleh jumpa dia, aku rasa nak sekeh-sekeh dia sebab buat engkau macam tu.Aku faham apa yang engkau rasa sebab boyfriend aku macam dia juga.Tapi aku tak berani nak minta break up dengan dia sebab tak sampai hati.Kalau ikutkan, banyak benda yang aku regret lepas kenal dia.But it's too late.So, sebelum terlambat engkau decide betul-betul whether you still want to be with him or not.Jangan sebab engkau rasa terhutang budi dengan dia, engkau tak nak break off with him sebab nanti ia akan memakan diri sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About him :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend and i met when we were working together.He kept telling me he like.If you tell them, to an eighteen yeral orld girl who never been in a serious relationship before,she will believe you and think that you really fall for her.He was being so nice to me and slowly make me fall for him.So, one day he call me asking me whether I love him or not,and I reply I love him.If I knew it would turn out like this I would've say NO!. I dont feel regret that we are a couple now but i feel regret that you break your promise.The first few month of our relationship,you promise me many things and I believe you.Thinking that you wouldn't break the promise you made.But boys will always be boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we go out,I dont feel happy.You act like nothing and kept asking me "why am I acting like this?".I never do anything fun with you.We never go roller skate together, go to see the light in i-city,having a nice dinner together,go shopping together.All we do is just sit one place and talk about YOU AND YOU!.I know you dont have anyone here but can you listen to my story too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we discussing about some matter, you always want to win.You say,tell me how I think but at the end it is you opinion is matter. What I think,you dont care.When I rebel,you angry. Say that I never listen to you bla..bla..bla.Even my parent listen to what i say but you never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that our love is not the same like other couple.Our religion,race,nationality is totally different. When you are in trouble, me and my mom will help you. I never ask you to pay us back,i just want you to treat me well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go out, keep asking what time I'm going to come back and you sound like you dont like that I'm going out. Though I'm going out with my parent, you still dont like.&lt;br /&gt;You cant expect me to sit at home and knitting.I cant be like that.In your country, maybe yes but not here. You cannot disturb my privacy.I also never disturb your privacy.Where you want to go, what you want to do, I allow you as long you dont play me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember,i just come back from medan and I'm not feeling well. I got jet leg and i'm so tired. When I've arrive LCCT, you angry at me because I late to send you message. Before,I go on a plane I text you, telling you that I'll be arriving LCCT around 11. When I've arrive it's already 11.05 something and I cant straing away switch on my phone bacuse there's some matter I need to settle like immigration check,my luggage and so on.Around 11.30 I message you.You reply me but you sound so sad.I call you and you started to angry.I'm confuse! What is wrong with you?I cant figure it out.When I'm having my dinner,you call me.Keep on talking in angry manner and not trying to understand my condition.*sigh*.My parent start to become annoyed because I cant eat my dinner nicely because i too busy listening to you "complaining"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months back,you say something that really hurt me. Before this you promise you will try your best to make it but then after 1 year you break the promise you made.&lt;br /&gt;I guess when we marry,you will break and forget all the promise you made to me.You were crying and angry and say that I never listen to you.At the end, I just agree to what you say.Deep in my heart I really want to cry and yell at you but I control myself because I know you always want to win.When I let you win,you happy.&lt;br /&gt;While in train going back to my hostel, you say that I look older than you, you were handsome bla..bla..bla complementing yourself. After our argument, you say like that.How am I suppose to feel?I'm faking my laugh,smile and agree to all the things you say about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;When I've arrive my hostel, I really cant control myself. So,I let it all out to my room mate.&lt;br /&gt;She almost burst to tears when I tell her about what happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we fight, you tell me that I'm a gold digger.You call me many-many times until your credits finish,then you go to top up and call me again and again.When I pick up you say "alyaa dont put down the phone. I've got a lot of money.I will use all my money to call you".&lt;br /&gt;Not just that, there's one day when you didnt message nor call me. The next day,when I send you this "what are we now?whatever your decision I will agree".Only then you call me.I guess you scared.Actually, my friends tell me to break with you but i dont have the guts to tell you that. I believe you will change but until now nothing's change.Just the same old you.The only thing that change is your promise to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ODrAirYBcJ4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-2265174055924221306?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2265174055924221306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=2265174055924221306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/2265174055924221306'/><link rel='self' 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pahat....&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh indanya cuaca..&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba hujan turun&lt;br /&gt;Membuatkan aku,senah dan mye tak henti-henti nak terkencing*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week me,mye and senah go on raya trip to nina house at batu pahat,johor.&lt;br /&gt;All i can say,I have lotsa lotsa fun going there.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to nina's nephew and niece yang melayan kita orang..because nina is busy cooking at the kitchen...anak darakan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SWITCH MODE*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,bila dah duduk dengan budak-budak kecik ni,macam-macam soalan yang pop out..soalan pedas,manis,masam,pahit semuanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seperti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"bila kakak berhenti hisap susu dalam botol?"&lt;br /&gt;-""kakak nak dengar cerita hantu tak?"&lt;br /&gt;-"apa warna favourite akak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Budak-budak pun tak pernah tipu,apa yang keluar dari mulut diaorang semuanya benar-benar belaka.Bila diaorang keluarkan kata-kata pedas,terima jelah...walaupun pahit untuk ditelan dan terasa nak marah tapi sabarkan hati..Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senah pula bawa kereta dengan penuh berhati-hati dah berkhemah walaupun masa nak pergi batu pahat aku tak boleh nak pejam or even blink(poyo!) sebab takut..kih..kih..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi dia memang boleh dipercayai..Terima kasih kepada senah,mye dan viva....&lt;br /&gt;Sepatutnya ambil 4 jam nak sampai batu pahat tapi maklumlah dalam kereta tu semuanya species macam saya...asyik kencing-kencing dekat lima jam macam tu kita orang sampai batu pahat,bila dah masuk ayer hitam ingatkan dah nak sampai rupanya lagi 69 kilometer...&lt;br /&gt;Mak datok....kematu dah punggungku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah sampai batu pahat,nina guide kita orang pergi rumah dia.Ya raabi....nina pula kalau bawa kereta macam nak pergi race.Berdesup dia pergi..Dah,kita orang terpinga-pinga..&lt;br /&gt;Nak masuk rumah dia berbukit-bukit,si senah dah risau...sebab kereta dia sensitive kepada bukit bukau atau gunung ganang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah sampai rumah nina,lauk dah siap hidang atas meja.Perghhhhh,macam heavenbila nina buka tudung saji.Ada cahaya dan binta keluar dari lauk tu,siap ada background music "hallelujah".&lt;br /&gt;Mata kita orangoun dah bersinar-sinar tengok lauk.Tanpa membuang masa kita orangpun makan tanpa memikirkan yang rumah tu rumah orang....dah kenyang baru fikir....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam pula,macam biasa berchit chat dengan anak-anak buah dia,abang dia,mak dia sambil ubi rebus dengan sambal.Mye pula makan dengan gula...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part paling tak boleh bla masa chit chat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anak buah nina,si danish tanya kat kita orang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danish:Siapa pandai berdiri guna tangan?&lt;br /&gt;Nina dengan selambanya cakap:Mak tok pandai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahahahahhahaha,gila kelakar nak guling-guling aku bila imaginekan benda tu....&lt;br /&gt;Baju kurung...buat breakdance...TERBAEK!*thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time tidur pula,aku dah kecut nak ke toilet.Usha bawah si senah dengan mye sedah tidur...&lt;br /&gt;Aku ni dahla suka ke toilet...nak ajak anak buah nina temankan..malu pula..&lt;br /&gt;Tiba-tiba.......kedengaran ada orang macam nak buka pintu bilik....hati aku dup..dap..dup..dap&lt;br /&gt;Sambil berkata "sapo pulok ni?".Aku nampak budak kecik rambut medium length,muka ala-ala cina,mata sepet...Rupanya-rupaya kak cha!Haih.....tak semput den...&lt;br /&gt;Diapun panggil "mak su..mak su".Aku pun kata mak su takde,lepas tu aku temanla dia pergi tandas padahal terbaliknya dia yang temankan aku.....Oh,malunya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila nak pergi tidur balik,kak cha punya tempat dah dijajah oleh anak-anak buah nina yang lain,sarah,natrah dengan kakak nina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia pun cekat pinggang sambil berkata "dahlah sempit!" dengan penuh rasa annoyingnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akupun kesian.Ajakla tidur sekali.Kak cha kalau tidur bukan main ganas lagi.Kalah bini-biniku gangster.&lt;br /&gt;Nak tergolek aku ke bawah.Aku terpaksa membalancekan badan aku supya tak terhempap atas mye.Dahla tu,si mye pula tak habis-habis sepak kaki aku...entah mimpi apapun aku tak tahu....&lt;br /&gt;Menarik nafas lega bila jam dah pukul 6...Bersorak-sorak dalam hati "yay,sudah pagi.Mentarikan datang".Aku tak pernah rasa gembira macam ni..lagi-lagi bila time nak bangun pergi kelas.Kalau terjaga pukul 6 nak terkencing,rasa macam "alaa...kenapa dah pukul enam??Hishhhh".Hari tu memang sejarahla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough talking,let's proceed to the pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9mG784sJ7Z0/TnyFaxK0cVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/oxNx7qJhOqY/s1600/Batu%2Bpahat%2Btrip%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" 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title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9mG784sJ7Z0/TnyFaxK0cVI/AAAAAAAAAwY/oxNx7qJhOqY/s72-c/Batu%2Bpahat%2Btrip%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-5221173070503918134</id><published>2011-07-10T06:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T08:32:52.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello...hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on hiatus for so long.Actually,I didnt have any topic to talk about in my blog.There's nothing "special" things or event happen during my one and a half month holiday.But I was about to express my opinion on the rally happen yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up around 10 in the morning and all i think about "must turn on the news to see about the illegal rally".As I watch the news,the rally haven't started yet.The police guarded at the "hot spot" with FRU.I was thinking "hurmm,nothing will happen today". Thinking about that make me happy.Why?Because all this rally will scare the tourist and the investors .Not for long .1 o'clock news shows the rally has started and most of the place the rally happen is where most of the tourist are going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a malaysian,I'm mad and sad because of all the things thats happening.I love my country and it is a very peaceful and beautiful country.You are free to go he here are and there.But because of this rally people are scared to go out and there was massive traffic jams in several roads.This people on the roads are complaining saying that this rally has disturbed their activities.Let say,I've to visit someone in the hospital and I'm not from KL and I stuck in traffic for more than 4 hours.If private hospital is okay but government hospital,the visiting hour until 5 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it worst.this rally news come out in BBC,CNN AND the new york post.I want to know why they held this rally in the city.There are many tourist there.If I'm one of the tourist,I'll be scare to come to malaysia again.If you want to speak up,speak up but dont make any chaos.Do you know how many shops owner loss their income yesterday?Some more its Saturday where most of the people go out to shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me speak this in bahasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang ramai join perhimpunan haram tu pun student.Aku tak boleh nak cakap apalakan.Tapi korang tu belajar pakai duit siapa?Duit kerajaan juga.Korang tupun jangan-jangan belajar dekat university kerajaan.Haih,entahla.Lepas tu,aku ramai tengok wanita bertudung menyertai perhimpunan ini.Aku yang pakai tudung ni rasa malu juga.Aku faham engkau orang cuba menjadi wanita yang berani tapi ini bukan caranya.Bukan tu je,ada juga emak-emak yang bawa anak-anak dia orang join perhimpunan.Kesian budak-budak tu.Budak 5 tahunpun ada.Budak tu manala tahu apa-apa.Oh come on,janganla heret anak-anak engkau into this rally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku rasa dioarang ni semua belajar sejarah.Penatla orang MELAYU dulu-dulu mempertahankan bangsa dengan negara kita tup..tup abad yang ke-21 ada orang yang mahu mengacau bilaukan negara ni.Aku ni belum lagi cukup umur untuk mengundi and akupun tak suka nak tulis pasal politik sangat.Inipun aku tulis sebab aku rasa macam kurang "enak" ye apabila ramai bangsa aku sendiri dalam perhimpunan tu.Engkau orang tahu ada satu "tempat" ni,diaorang tak ada langsung hak untuk bersuara.Kalau diaorang membantah pemimpin atau kerajaan mereka,diaorang kena tangkap and sampai muflis orang tu dia buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan nak cakap apa,aku ni adala juga pergi tengok negara-negara orang,adala melawat sana sini tapi malaysia juga bagus.Nak tahu kenapa?Dekat sini,aku nak makan apapun boleh.Aku tak perlu nak rasa was-was.Kalau nak ke toilet,aku tak payah nak bawak baby wipe sebab ada paip.&lt;br /&gt;Lagipun negara aku ni aman damai.Aku nak ke sana ke mari tak payah nak rasa takut.Ada satu "tempat",orang yang kaya-kaya je boleh masuk shopping mall.Dekat sini,tak kirala apa status engkau,masukla pavi ke,sunway ke,tak ada orang pun kisah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila banyak merantau,aku banyak ambil ikhtibar.Dekat sini,aku boleh belajar senang lenang pakai duit kerajaan,dah habis aku belajar aku bayar balik.Kalau CGPA aku gempak jadila biasiswa.Tapi aku pelik bila Ada juga yang student kerajaan hantar nun sampai luar negara,nak sambung belajar.Tup..tup.. join perhimpunan.Hurmmm...entahla der.Hantar aku kat luar negara lagi bagus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini adalah sekadar pendapat saya sahaja.Kalau ada yang sokong,itu hak anda,yang tak sokong itu hak anda juga.Sekian terima kasih.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-5221173070503918134?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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over and over again until I get stuck up with this song and fantasize about my boyfriend singing it for me .Hahaha,what the hell.It just so sweet.This song makes me smile and my heart start to become flowery flowery(is there such word?).His voice and the guitar sounds perfect.It makes me calm and relax.For me,I like this song compare to bruno mars-marry you song.Well,this is just opinion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hurmm,tomorrow is monday and everything will be back to normal.So boredla...I dont like to go back hostel and go to class.I just dont know why.How I wish this whole things can be over FAST!Nothing can excite me to go hostel and class tomorrow.When I go back my hostel,I feel so bored.There's nothing for me to do.No TV,no internet...I feel like living in the dessert accept there got water,food and not much of sand.I miss home when I stay at my hostel.Some people say to me "your house is near and every week go back but still got homesick".Well,to be honest I cant even last there for 1 hour!I've been pushing myself to go there.*sigh*.I know,now is the time for me to live independently but I just cant live with people who cant understand me.I dislike people who cant see other people side and their world only revolve around themselves.It's like they've been like in their own imaginary world where his/her is the only living things there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mom knows why I feel like this and been giving all this advice for me to keep on going.I pray god will give me all the strength to keep going despite all the things I've to gone through now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll try to be patient as patient as I can be.I do believe this "what goes comes around".So,if one day you feel like the way I feel now then you know how hurt it can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/4108990179456943068-2460044653885151344?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ghZt2cILcCU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-410191349485830978</id><published>2011-04-02T12:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:38:00.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should I describe this week?One word:exhausted!.&lt;br /&gt;It has been a hell of a week.So many assignment,not to say my freaking practicals which need to pass up every friday.Argghhhh!Can the lecturer give me time to "breath".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully,I've done all the assignments and practicals....and already pass up to my lecturer...Take that,mr kuppu!&lt;br /&gt;I start to sing the "we are the champion" song when I've finish my assignment.I know "wth" right? Even my room mate was looking at me in a weird way...Sorry ayien,I cant help the way I feel!Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,this past few days,I have this kind of weird feeling about my boyfriend.I feel like he hiding something from me,I feel like he cheating on me....I dont know.I'm confuse with the feeling I'm having now...Is it real?or is it just my feeling?Hurmmm...Someone used to told me,if you feel like you dont have future with him,dont waste your time....*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uBmwdlBFs1s?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing...some of the people in my class start to "tickle" my nerve when  they listening to the music on their phone and turn on the volume as if everybody want to listen.Gosh,can you buy headphone or mp3 player,you disturbing my ears.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not enjoying the song you play,thank you very much...I cant even understand the lyric.&lt;br /&gt;Not only that,when our lecturer shows agar culture picture in the book they cant wait to have it and when they have it,they look at it as if the books belong to them.Oh,come on!And when I have the book,one person say "Eh,I havent get the book yet?".Be patientla,I also just got the book.Just because I'm a very tolerable person,so I gave the book to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau ada yang baca benda ni dan ada yang terasa...terus terang aku cakap aku bukan nak gaduh tapi sebabkan blog ini aku yang punya so suka hati aku nak tulis apa ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-410191349485830978?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/410191349485830978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3290784341306649582</id><published>2011-03-20T17:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T12:31:48.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To my dear friend lola,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey it's been awhile since we met.Aku tahu aku macam dah lupa engkau tapi janganla rasa macam itu.Hurmm,sejak masuk college aku agak sibuk.Aku terpaksa save aku punya credit sebab mr.paing tu.Hahahaha,anyway hari ini aku pun jengah-jengahla blog engkau..&lt;br /&gt;Banyak juga benda engkau update tapikan bila aku scroll kat bawah-bawah aku jadi touching.Engkau ada cerita dekat aku yang engkau nampak bayangan dia dekat MCD bangi and muka engkau terus pucat.Hurmmm,masa time tu aku bertanya sendiri "maybe she still love him".Engkaupun pernah datang pavi dengan dia masa aku kerja,aku tak sangka pula.Aku tak nak buat engkau sedih tapi bila aku tengok video yang engkau buat untuk dia,aku hampir nak mengeluarkan air mata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku percaya,one day engkau boleh dapat lelaki yang lebih baik dari dia and akan setia dengan engkau selama-lamanya.Someone who will appreciate the love you gave to him.You just need to open your heart...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3290784341306649582?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3290784341306649582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=3290784341306649582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3290784341306649582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to talk with you guys.Well,actually I do have but my mind went empty when I click at "new post" button.Then I start mumbling about some stupid things.*wth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I'm in my semester 2 now.It has been okay but I wish I studying with my form 4&amp;amp;5 classmate.They are the best.We are like brothers and sisters.When one of use feeling down,the whole class feel it too and start asking one another about him/her.Hurmm,that's the best year in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,I dont feel as happy as I used to be.I'm in a totally different environment.There are times when I feel like crying and dont have anyone to talk to.That's the time,when I sms my "sisters" and tell them about my problem.They are still the same people I know.Help me when I'm down,giving me advice when I've got problem.How,I wish we were studying together.&lt;br /&gt;You guys make me laugh when I feel down,make me feel alive again when I feel like dying is the best option,make me feel less alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend always put the blame on me.He always start the argument and make me feel guilty.I cant take it.I do love him but I just cant tell him what really feel.There are things,I kept inside because I'm afraid he will start an argument with it.I dont want to argue with him.I'm too tired for it.Sometimes I think whether he really appreciate me?Does he really love me or he just want someone he can throw his anger at?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm down,he dont really make me comfortable.I feel like I'm just a burden to him.&lt;br /&gt;Asking me question like "do you really want to go out with me? because when we go out you look like normal.Not excited","do you love me?".How am I suppose to answer him when he ask me  like that .It has been 1 year but when he ask me "do you love me?" ,I get really frustrated.At the point of time,I rather kill myself and bury myself six feet under.Then ask me "if I die,how you will be?".Huh?!,what kind of question is that?What is he trying to tell me?.I dont want to be cliche and tell him "oh,my darling,I will die together with you",I aint juliet.*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have a shot of tequila?*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-1140607955954643693?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1140607955954643693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=1140607955954643693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/1140607955954643693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/1140607955954643693'/><link rel='alternate' 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working anymore.I already resigned from ichiban boshi.I must say,there's a lot a lot of things I learn from that restaurant.I learn that's not easy to earn money.I see the foreign workers working 12 hours a day,just to earn RM 800 a month.I see them survive in my own country with that salary.Though,I earn more than them but I stilll think my salary is not enough.I realize that life is tough and I must be grateful with what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr paing already left malaysia and go back to his hometown.On 5th of june,I send him to the airport together with my mom and bro.Thank you mom and abang ajim:).I hope my paing is doing well there and come back here as soon as possible.Ngar min ko chit t,thet paing oo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy,thanks for your advice and the support you give me.Without you,I dont know what I'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 girlfriend also help me a lot.Sarah and najlaa cheer me up.We go to theme park and make ourself dizzy.They come to my house and we watch korean movie,baby and I.Najlaa cant stop drooling over geun suk in that movie.Go shopping with them and take so many picture.Thank you so much siti nur najlaa and sarah nadia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCDCpMjlC1I/AAAAAAAAAvU/YGM2ZmCyaVE/s1600/24929_1370657940256_1045961434_1131405_6236100_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCDCpMjlC1I/AAAAAAAAAvU/YGM2ZmCyaVE/s320/24929_1370657940256_1045961434_1131405_6236100_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485598359138143058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy dearest♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCDComrEwJI/AAAAAAAAAvM/7Wt7O9cMdv4/s1600/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCDComrEwJI/AAAAAAAAAvM/7Wt7O9cMdv4/s320/Image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485598348969033874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;paing♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC-_T7_5zI/AAAAAAAAAuk/jsWMWksF9k8/s1600/laala+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC-_T7_5zI/AAAAAAAAAuk/jsWMWksF9k8/s320/laala+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485594341030225714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lepas ini,dah masuk college jangan lupa saya di sin,Sarah&amp;amp;najlaa♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-5607089679028344550?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5607089679028344550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=5607089679028344550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-1270627241485005766</id><published>2010-04-20T12:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T23:59:24.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/S80xEVFTB7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/sGAMIimgnMY/s1600/Image016.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/S80xEVFTB7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/sGAMIimgnMY/s320/Image016.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462075873518880690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet,Mr.thet paing oo :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-1270627241485005766?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/S80xEVFTB7I/AAAAAAAAAuU/sGAMIimgnMY/s72-c/Image016.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-7502778901906788856</id><published>2010-02-24T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:02:52.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been so longggggg since the last post.I miss my blog eventhough it looks very deserted and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I have been working for almost three month.It doesnt seems long right?but the experience I gain is like I've been working there for three year!There's one guy in ichiban boshi.His name is thet paing oo a.ka my dear.He's a very nice guy.I also get along with people who's older than me.So,I have to treat them with respect.I have to talk nicely with them and listen to them because they are older than me.There's this husband and wife,I call them ah ma and ah pa.They also nice to me.Treat me like their daughter and always give me advice when I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought,I'm too young to do this job but why can nic(same age) can do this job and I cant.I do feel like quitting this job.I dont think that's a good idea because I need the money to pay for my college fees.If I dont work,I'll trouble my mom to pay for my college fees.Government university is cheaper than private college.Well, of course!But it's not easy to enter government university.Your result must be really goodie goodie good and I dont think my result is that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my best friends didn't get angry with me If I cant reply to their message,answer their call,reply to their comment and turn them down when they ask me out.During my off day,I usually spend my time with my family because they can feel like I've spent less time with them especially my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay.I only going to work there until april.So that,I have a month to rest before I enter college or university.Not only that,may is also a very special month for me.So,I want to spend my time with my love ones on that month.;).I really miss you guys.I feel overwhelmed when you guys said you guys go to pavi to visit me at ichiban boshi but sadly you guys cant find me.It's okay.As long as you guys still remember me,I'll be strong enough to work there until april.Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-7502778901906788856?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7502778901906788856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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leen,samantha yeap,suk koon,siti sarah,aisyah hata,rachel,jarred,my "brothers" and "sisters" in 5 science 2.Please come and visit me at ichiban boshi.Please...please..please.I cant stand that place anymore.I need you guys punya moral support that you guys always give to me before. T_T.Depression........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-405609296950419694?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/405609296950419694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=405609296950419694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/405609296950419694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/405609296950419694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-4895367240817364860</id><published>2010-01-05T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:13:33.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Now guess who's back with a brand new track&lt;br /&gt;That got everybody in the club going mad"*happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.....not really.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Okay update..update..update, yeah!I'm currently working as a service staff at this one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;japanese&lt;/span&gt; restaurant in pavilion.Well,Frankly speaking I dont &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" dont=""&gt;like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; foods especially those seaweed.That green thing taste like grass to me.Some of the foods there are very smelly.I rather eat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;capati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; than sushi.BUT what to do now I'm working at a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; restaurant**serve me right* and to make things worst I have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; knowledge about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; food.First day of work,my manager already assist a guy who's the senior staff there to brief me and give me instruction about my job but he is just so damn busy with his work.Leave me standing in the kitchen looking at the chef cooking the food.At that time,I wish I was somewhere else.Then,in the middle of nowhere a guy call me and I go to him.He said "If you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;apa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;jawatan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;jangan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;duduk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;dapur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;nanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;tiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Errrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;,I also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; know what is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;tiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; but I assume it as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;marah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.So,I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;nooded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; my head and he introduce himself.His name is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;nico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.15 years old kid who always asked me "are you okay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;?".But too bad la,he no more working because he go to to go back to school.Thanks to him,I've make a few friends there.I can say most of the staff there are very nice accept for my supervisor,two of my manager and one of the kitchen staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Arghhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;semakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; lama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;semakin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;teruk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Ayat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;dekat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;atas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; ha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;tunggang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;langgang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;rasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;berblog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;dalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;bahasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;melayu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Bila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;kerja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;jumpa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;dengan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ramai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;orang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.Staff yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;kerja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;dekat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;situ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;datang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;dari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;myammar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;nepal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;bangla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;philipinne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Custmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;pula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;kadang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;kadang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;datang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;dari &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;,japan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70" style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt; etc etc.Mula-mula aku rasa macam banggala juga ada orang korea datang dekat restoran tu tapi lama-lama dah biasa.Bila time nak communicate memang masalah sikitla.Tapi still aku bolehla handle benda-benda ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer yang datang macam-macam perangai.Ada nak yang ini,nak yang itu,tak nak yang,tak nak yang itu,kenapa macam ini,kenapa macam itu.Ada juga yang tanya dekat aku "bisu ke?".Errrr..........aku nak saja reply "are you dumb?".Tapi aku terpaksa tahan kemarahan yang membara dengan memberi senyuman yang "manis" dan balas "takla".Itu belum lagi bila customer punya complain.Bila dah kerja dekat tempat yang exclusive,customer dia pun nak service yang exclusive.Kalau tak dia akan complain dekat manager.Tapi okay lagi sebab manager dia tak adala macam supervisor aku yang aku benci gila nak tengok muka dia.Bukan aku sahaja yang ada masalah dengan dia,kebanyakan staff dekat situpun tak suka dia sebab dia macam rude and dia tak respect kita orang.Walaupun,dia supervisor tapi dia kena jugala respect kita orang sebab kita orang ini pun human being.Ada ke satu hari itu dia cakap dekat aku dengan nada yang keras "in you headla".Lepas itu,orang dekat situ cakap dia kalau nak tegur,dia tegur depan-depan customer.Mana boleh macam itu.Mengaibkan seseorang di depan customer dan depan staff yang lain.Seriously,kalau kerja dekat situ kena jadi macam kayu.Jangan ada perasaan ataupun orang selalu kata jiwa kosong(word?!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Semalam,ada dua orang baru yang masuk kerja.Sekolah VI.Warghhh,inila masanya aku nak buli dia orang.Haahahha.Dalam mimpi aku la.Aku pun baru 2 minggu dekat situ.Tak payah,nak poyo-poyo sangat alyaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau macam manapun,aku sebenarnya merindui "adik-beradik" aku yang dulu aku selalu jumpa dekat sekolah.Sekarang,nak reply comment dia orang dekat facebook pun susah sebab bila balik kerja dah penat,sebelum pergi kerja aku kena siap itu,ini.Bila dia orang ajak keluar,aku terpaksa menolak sebab ichiban boshi.Semuanya ichiban boshi.Salahkan ichiban boshi.hHahahaha.*wth*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,that's all for now.Hope it's not too late to wish you guys happy new year.God bless you!:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-4895367240817364860?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4895367240817364860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4895367240817364860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4895367240817364860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4895367240817364860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2010/01/now-guess-whos-back-with-brand-new.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3810177356773297191</id><published>2009-12-19T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:07:40.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gomenasai guys,I'll update my blog soon........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kaiten new order....kitchen new order......soba new order....!"Arghhhh,shut up!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3810177356773297191?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-580202486673401127</id><published>2009-09-16T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T00:10:59.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been on hiatus for a long time and I think I must update my blog before my blog start to look very deserted.It looks like one to me now!&lt;br /&gt;Seeing other people so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;semangat&lt;/span&gt; updating their blog makes me want to update mine though I have no interesting topic that I want to talk about.*screw me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really have time to update my blog and sometimes I'm just too lazy to update it.Since today I've got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt; time and the most important thing  is my trial exam finish and the last paper was add math 1.*gasp*.My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; essay is so bad.That even the stray cat feel like want to puke when it read my essay.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what I'm mumbling about and when I told my mom about it she was like "why your essay is not related to your point?".What to do mom I went blank that day.I saw this one guy,his essay were so long and full.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I got&lt;/span&gt; intimidated by it which lead to me writing about some nonsence thing in my essay paper.*pure idiot*.During my exam week,my time table become very kelam kabut already.I slept around 12 a.m and wake around 5.Then straight go to school around 7 o'clock.Only god know how tired I am.My back is killing me.My room is messy.Books and paper everywhere.So you can imagine how my bed looks like*grinning*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The never ending homework,undone project,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lazyness&lt;/span&gt;,fasting month,exam makes me wanna call &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tanjung&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;rambutan&lt;/span&gt; and send me there.I thought,after my trial finish there's no homework but sadly my BM teaches just give us like 5 sheet of homework paper to do during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt;.THANK YOU SO MUCH but too bad I'm so not going to do my homework.I have the right to enjoy this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it's the time I go through and check my friends blog.See whether the gossip about me or got latest gossip.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Suprisingly&lt;/span&gt;,among my homeslice the only person that update her blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;often&lt;/span&gt; is miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;ph'ing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ph'ing&lt;/span&gt;.*Big round applause*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to be honest,I might not going to update my blog after this until December.But who knew,it might be earlier than that.It's not like anyone care whether I update or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah before I forget,taylor swift dont worry you deserve to win that awward.I dont why kanye have to disses taylor in front thousand of people.Are you of your mind or you are just trying to get other people attention?Cheap publicity!Go fly kite!&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-8531402716434465983</id><published>2009-08-08T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:53:52.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I let this blog "rest" until it done resting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RsUslDW0GbE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RsUslDW0GbE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-let-this-blog-rest-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-542766081122275159</id><published>2009-06-07T11:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T11:58:30.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enough is enough people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Clarkson&lt;/span&gt; says she's tired of being bullied over her weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"For seven years it's been happening. It's like, 'OK cool, the fat joke,'" she said during an interview with 2Day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;FM's&lt;/span&gt; Kyle and Jackie O Show in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the taunts, the American Idol champ says, "I love my body. I'm very much OK with it. I don't think artists are ever the ones who have the problem with their weight, it is other people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Clarkson&lt;/span&gt; has also come under scrutiny over her sexuality. She says she doesn't care if people think she is gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her only gripe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The rumors are not helping me on the dating front!" she said. "I prefer the boys. I'm extremely flattered when I do get hit on by girls, and I think it's hot, but I'm not into it. I like boys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said she's in no rush to find Mr. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm only 27, not 40 and still single!" she said. "I enjoy being single, I love work and I think people are so passive with relationships and I'm not that person."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Added &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;, "I'm an extremist, I'm either in a relationship or I'm not. I'm honest about it and I'll tell people, it's just there's nothing to tell. I have a very good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:&lt;a href="http://omg.yahoo.com/news/kelly-clarkson-i-m-tired-of-hearing-the-fat-joke/23417"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I totally agree with miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;clarkson&lt;/span&gt; because I'm sick of people telling or teasing me because I'm F-A-T.They should know I'm a human with feelings.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think we as a human have the right to tease other people weight or flaws because we all the same in god's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and No,I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think it's a joke when you tease other people weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Auntie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;zaidah&lt;/span&gt;(the tailor in my previous post)I'm a fat girl.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be so thin like you.I hate you,you know that.I know that you are very rich and you daughter is very slim but in my eyes you are nothing but a woman who is so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt; about her weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-542766081122275159?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/542766081122275159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=542766081122275159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/542766081122275159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/542766081122275159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/06/enough-is-enough-people-kelly-clarkson.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6295294011631068867</id><published>2009-06-03T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:46:33.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gain weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today,I go meet this tailor that have been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jahit&lt;/span&gt;  my baju kurung since I'm 9 years old.She said that I've gain weight.T_T.Is this true?My self esteem is very low and I hate it when people start to talk about my weight.What can I do?I cant control my weight.I try to diet but it didnt work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not go to pharmacy and buy those slimming pill.I dont want to ruin my health.My father ask me to exercise but I'm just to tired and lazy to exercise.Everytime,when I get back from school I feel very tired,hungry and sleepy.I have no time to exercise.My homeworks "exercise"me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*sigh.I dont know.God,I'm so stress right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6295294011631068867?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6295294011631068867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=6295294011631068867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6295294011631068867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6295294011631068867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-gain-weight-soheres-thing-this-tailor.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-8691810736784392748</id><published>2009-06-02T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:52:38.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;makiyoyen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 100 Truths about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, copy and paste this note, erase my answers and enter your own, tag people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual,I'll break the rules by posting this in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage:H2O&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: Yun foong&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message:Hotlink&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song you listened to: Thank god I found you&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried: I cant remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice:No&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on:No&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it:No.&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special:My cat?Yes.Sob...sob&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed:Yes but not until I want to suicide&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up:Na'ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;12.Black&lt;br /&gt;13. Pink&lt;br /&gt;14. White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU: (2009)&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend: Yes&lt;br /&gt;16. Fallen out of love:Nope&lt;br /&gt;17. Laughed until you cried:Blame samantha&lt;br /&gt;18. Met someone who changed you:Nope&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out who your true friends were:Nope&lt;br /&gt;20. Found out someone was talking about you:I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;21. Kissed anyone on your friend's list:On the cheeks?Yes.&lt;br /&gt;22. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: Most of them&lt;br /&gt;23. How many kids do you want?: Two&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you have any pets: Sadly,no!But I'm supporting SPCA.&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you want to change your name:For what?&lt;br /&gt;26. What did you do for your last birthday:Eat until my parent broke!&lt;br /&gt;27. What time did you wake up today: 8.10 A.M&lt;br /&gt;28. What were you doing at midnight last night: Listening to my brother singing&lt;br /&gt;29. Name something you CANNOT wait for:The day when I got my degree.Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;30. Last time you saw your Mother: Last saturday morning&lt;br /&gt;31. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life:So many things.&lt;br /&gt;32. What are you listening to right now : Rain drops&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom:Nope.&lt;br /&gt;34. What's getting on your nerves right now:Nothing&lt;br /&gt;35. Most visited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;webpage&lt;/span&gt;:Yahoo&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Whats your real name: Alyaa Izzati binti aminuddin&lt;br /&gt;37. Nicknames: Ariaa chan,ariaa C,meow meow,montel,and the list goes on&lt;br /&gt;38. Relationship Status: Single pringle&lt;br /&gt;39. Zodiac sign: Taurus&lt;br /&gt;40. Male or female?: Female&lt;br /&gt;41. Primary School?:SK Taman nirwana&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Secondary School?: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;SMK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Datok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Lokman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. High school/college?:I dont know&lt;br /&gt;44. Hair colour: Black&lt;br /&gt;45. Long or short:not too long and not too short&lt;br /&gt;46. Height:163 cm&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you have a crush on someone?: No&lt;br /&gt;48: What do you like about yourself?: I'm loyal.*dont laugh guys*&lt;br /&gt;49. Piercings:No&lt;br /&gt;50. Tattoos: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Righty&lt;/span&gt; or lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;52. First surgery:Never been in surgery&lt;br /&gt;53. First piercing: I cant remember&lt;br /&gt;54. First best friend:Ann something.I forgot her name&lt;br /&gt;55. First sport you joined:&lt;br /&gt;56. First vacation:When I was 5 and I accidentally pee on the aeroplane sit&lt;br /&gt;58. First pair of trainers:Cant remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;59. Eating:Nothing&lt;br /&gt;60. Drinking:Nothing&lt;br /&gt;61. I'm about to:fart&lt;br /&gt;62. Listening to: storm&lt;br /&gt;63. Waiting on:my parent to come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;64. Want kids?:Yes.Yes.Yes&lt;br /&gt;65. Get Married?: Only god knows&lt;br /&gt;66. Career?: A pharmacist maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;br /&gt;67. Lips or eyes:Both&lt;br /&gt;68. Hugs or kisses: Hugs&lt;br /&gt;69. Shorter or taller: Taller.&lt;br /&gt;70. Older or Younger: Older&lt;br /&gt;71. Romantic or spontaneous:Neither&lt;br /&gt;72. Nice stomach or nice arms: Both&lt;br /&gt;73. Sensitive or loud:sensitive and loud.&lt;br /&gt;74. Hook-up or relationship:Go Listen to kelly clarkson &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N1bs86CI4MM"&gt;new song&lt;/a&gt;(I do not hook up)&lt;br /&gt;75. Trouble maker or hesitant:Trouble maker is ma middle name.G'yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;76. Kissed a stranger? :Dangerous!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Drank hard liquor:No&lt;br /&gt;78. Lost glasses/contact:Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;79. Sex on first date:Are you dumb or something?&lt;br /&gt;80. Broken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; heart: No.&lt;br /&gt;82. Been arrested:Nope,everytime I saw those police I'll just smile as sincere as I can and they go "awwww".Hahahaha.*make up story*&lt;br /&gt;83. Turned someone down:Yes&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Cried when someone died:Yes&lt;br /&gt;85. Fallen for a friend?:No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;86. Yourself:Yes&lt;br /&gt;87. Miracles:sometimes&lt;br /&gt;88. Love at first sight:sometimes&lt;br /&gt;89. Heaven: Yes&lt;br /&gt;90. Santa Claus:No&lt;br /&gt;91. Kiss on the first date: No&lt;br /&gt;92. Angels: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;94. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boyfriend at a time: No..no...no&lt;br /&gt;95. Did you sing today?:Yes&lt;br /&gt;96. Ever cheated on somebody?: No&lt;br /&gt;97. If you could go back in time, how far would you go?: 1997.&lt;br /&gt;98. If you could pick a day from last year and relive it, what would it be?:Past is past.&lt;br /&gt;99. Are you afraid of falling in love?: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Posting this as 100 truths?: No.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-8691810736784392748?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8691810736784392748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=8691810736784392748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8691810736784392748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8691810736784392748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-miss-makiyoyen-rules-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6542704846276259397</id><published>2009-05-30T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:30:37.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday Dolah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SiAKDkARW0I/AAAAAAAAAtE/n4-naxQUdqM/s1600-h/n725104511_475965_1177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SiAKDkARW0I/AAAAAAAAAtE/n4-naxQUdqM/s320/n725104511_475965_1177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341280214382107458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presenting to you my brother.So scary right my brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday dolah,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday dolah,&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday dolah annoying,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Dolah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother got curse from someone.Now he turn into a cat.I wish&lt;br /&gt;In reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SiALCqS0fEI/AAAAAAAAAtM/UKQvS1jo0zo/s1600-h/PA040196.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SiALCqS0fEI/AAAAAAAAAtM/UKQvS1jo0zo/s320/PA040196.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341281298402278466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is still a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 23rd birthday,mohd azim a.k.a my annoying brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="200" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rsaqNKFnLLo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rsaqNKFnLLo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An annoying happy birthday song for an annoying person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6542704846276259397?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6542704846276259397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=6542704846276259397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6542704846276259397'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>**Sorry guys,I'll update about my birthday later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I want to dedicate this song to my partner in crime,my hubby,my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;groomie&lt;/span&gt;,my bitchy,my best-best friend,my friend,my smelly family and to those who wish me happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-AGzLcEfsIc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-AGzLcEfsIc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Oh just to be with you is having the best day of my life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I turn seventeen today,I think this song suits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="299"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/efHOIT1ROk8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/efHOIT1ROk8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***updates&lt;br /&gt;It takes me two weeks to update my blog."Thanks" to the exam.I can feel my head is getting bigger and bigger until at one point I'm blank and go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gugugaga&lt;/span&gt; around the house.Even my my mom noticed it.Anyway,I'm here to blog about my birthday.Nothing much to talk about.So let just jump to the present part.I received necklace from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;milka&lt;/span&gt; chocolate from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;suk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;koon&lt;/span&gt;,ear ring from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;afiqah&lt;/span&gt;,a mini house which you can put candle in it from sher leen and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a birthday cake from aisyah hata.You might asking,what parent give to me as my birthday.They belanja me makan and said I can order anything I want.You should look on their face,when I order the foods.What to do mamam and dada,you daughter love to eat one.(I'll post the picture later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,this afternoon,I was in the bus when there's two sucker that cant stop shouting and cursing.Sucker number one was sitting beside me and I feel like pulling his hair,slap him and push him outside of the bus.But I dont want to create a scene or to cause someone death.So,I just look outside the window and be patient but still cursing inside.Sucker number 2 ask sucker number 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucker 2:Weyh,yang dekat sebelah tu kau tak nak?&lt;br /&gt;sucker 1:Yang ini,untuk malam-malam bolehla&lt;br /&gt;sucker 2:Untuk sapa?&lt;br /&gt;sucker 1:untuk kaula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucker 2:Do you "want" the girl next to you?&lt;br /&gt;sucker 1:at night time only&lt;br /&gt;sucker 2:for who?&lt;br /&gt;sucker 1:you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck man.I dont even know who you are and you suddenly talk shit about me.Do you have brain?or you brain somwhere inside your ass and it's made up of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt mean to curse but I just cant help myself when I think of it.What an awful things to say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-9149975059697424985?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/9149975059697424985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=9149975059697424985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/9149975059697424985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/9149975059697424985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/05/sorry-guysill-update-about-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-875335242115407653</id><published>2009-05-01T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T15:14:29.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.When my parent start to argue about some small matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.when my mom complained about my father attitude to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.when my mom tell me she going to migrate to London after she retire and leave me here.T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.when my parent stop talking to each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.when my brother always do things at the last minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.why my dad always think he is right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.why my dad always want people to listen to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.why my mom always being such a drama queen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.why my brother want to get marry when he has not enough money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.why my family become a burden to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-875335242115407653?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/875335242115407653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=875335242115407653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/875335242115407653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/875335242115407653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-7969939540353855620</id><published>2009-04-25T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:48:38.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm obsesses with this book and I dont know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SfLxnul7TUI/AAAAAAAAAs0/EzEIYCsLnH0/s1600-h/m_pg07xandria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 308px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SfLxnul7TUI/AAAAAAAAAs0/EzEIYCsLnH0/s320/m_pg07xandria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328586973957016898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not really into reading stuff.I prefer reading other peoples blog,newspaper,magazine,reference book etc etc as long as it's not a story book and novel.But this book make me feel happy when I read it.I dont know why I feel that way.In my opinion,this book is great.I want to ask my mom to buy me this book as my birthday present but naah.I want to buy this book with my own money.I better start saving now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:Puan hashimah(kalau cikgu sedang baca blog saya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saya akan cuba sedaya upaya saya untuk mendapat gred yang terbaik di ujuian diagnostik.Ujian intervensi ini saya tidak serius dan saya tidak banyak membuat ulang kaji.Oleh kerana itu,markah saya menurun dengan teruk.Saya harap cikgu tidak marah.Saya minta maaf cikgu.T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-7969939540353855620?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7969939540353855620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=7969939540353855620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7969939540353855620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7969939540353855620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-obsesses-with-this-book-and-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SfLxnul7TUI/AAAAAAAAAs0/EzEIYCsLnH0/s72-c/m_pg07xandria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-164328895486908540</id><published>2009-04-11T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:00:51.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My other half,lola was diagnosed with scoliosis.When she first tell me about it,my heart beating stopped and I feel like I was dreaming.I think maybe it's because she dont want me to scream or cry like hell so she tell me about it at pavilion food court.But still I'm trying to figure out about scoliosis.I asked what is scoliosis and she asked me to google it.So,I go home and google it but I've got like a short information about this disease or maybe because I'm misspelled the word.Now,I know what is scoliosis.On 2nd of april,she had her spine surgery.Only god knows,how I feel that time.I keep on looking at the clock and my mind cant stop thingking about her.The day after,I called her mom and asked about her.When she said lola is stable,I can feel  I'm breathing again.Phewwhh.On that saturday,we go and visit her.She's still in ICU and before we enter the ICU there's two things we need to do.First,we need to cover our shoes with a shoes cover(I dont know what it call).Second,we need to spray our hand with the antibacteria liquid thing which nickyta force me to smell it and I'm so dumb to follow what she said.The smell is not that bad but It'll make your head spinning for awhile.I bought her the round shape balloon with "get well soon" message on it,famous amos cookies and a polka dot cardigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday,me and my homeslice go and visit her again.But this time,ph'ing,jun wu,kok onn,vain and hoong tet also go and visit her but they go first.Only god knows,how hard for me,aisyah and sarah to stop taxi.I show my 5 ringgit but none of the taxi stop.In my mind,I was thinking about getting half naked.Hahahaha.But thanks to this one taxi driver who is kind enough to stop and drive us to prince court.I mean that is what they supposed to do.Stop and conveys passengers between locations of their choice.When we get in the hospital,the air from the aircond strike us.Go to najlaa ward and I'm getting so excited.What the hell right?But I'm so happy to see she is healthier than last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBoTWcVZpI/AAAAAAAAAsE/A4d6E3tM6tI/s1600-h/P4090040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBoTWcVZpI/AAAAAAAAAsE/A4d6E3tM6tI/s320/P4090040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323369441203152530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBoTJbusmI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qd6gD8IuIoM/s1600-h/P4090035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBoTJbusmI/AAAAAAAAAr0/qd6gD8IuIoM/s320/P4090035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323369437710955106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBoS1ozW7I/AAAAAAAAArs/PifOZPBeVcM/s1600-h/P4090030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBoS1ozW7I/AAAAAAAAArs/PifOZPBeVcM/s320/P4090030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323369432397077426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBoTCGBUsI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Obl9IAlYYoQ/s1600-h/P4090036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBoTCGBUsI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Obl9IAlYYoQ/s320/P4090036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323369435740852930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look funny in all of the picture.That's the reason I dont smile so "sincerely" in front of the camera.My eyes will be so small and looks like I'm going to poop.Whateverla as long as my friends look good in the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;  I love you Lola&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBsvZxhLxI/AAAAAAAAAsM/HYROcOibH38/s1600-h/P3080039.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SeBsvZxhLxI/AAAAAAAAAsM/HYROcOibH38/s320/P3080039.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323374321180159762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-164328895486908540?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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today,you open my eyes.Thank god for that.I'm not going to go in front of you and say that I hate you then slap you on the face.But,I will ignore you..I dont want to waste my time writing about you in my blog.If you reading this,good for you.Atless you know how I feel.Bless your soul!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-4727047782303800949?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4727047782303800949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4727047782303800949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4727047782303800949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/ScW1MlAhipI/AAAAAAAAAqk/tX08UoVSts8/s1600-h/800e050A0b7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/ScW1MlAhipI/AAAAAAAAAqk/tX08UoVSts8/s320/800e050A0b7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315854162878106258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-4678347980392939873?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4678347980392939873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4678347980392939873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4678347980392939873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4678347980392939873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/woman-and-add-math.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/ScW1MlAhipI/AAAAAAAAAqk/tX08UoVSts8/s72-c/800e050A0b7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-7106921718443895985</id><published>2009-03-19T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:58:56.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the hell..................*scream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,I log in my facebook and as usual I look at the right which is the highlight corner.Then,I was in shock when I saw 2 of my facebook friends become a fan of sex.And I accidentally,click the become a fan link.I was kelam kabut already and quickly click the remove from fan link.&lt;br /&gt;Oh my and at that time there's like 7 people online.*scream*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love dirty jokes only.Not really a fan of sex.Hahahaha.Or maybe I'm to shy to admit it.Pffttt,what the hell am I thinking.If I love sex pun,I wont make it public by become a fan of it.I bet those who's online think I'm crazy already.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Po...po.....po...ker face&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-7106921718443895985?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7106921718443895985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=7106921718443895985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7106921718443895985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7106921718443895985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-8167797169126473632</id><published>2009-03-17T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T22:39:55.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been  awarded a strawberry award by sze jing.*teary eyes*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you guys think?"hello,this isn't grammy award?Why are you being so emotional?".It is because sze jing thinks my blog is cute!Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/Sb-0IjkdcDI/AAAAAAAAAp0/-ZEy6T-pq38/s1600-h/strawberryaward.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 197px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/Sb-0IjkdcDI/AAAAAAAAAp0/-ZEy6T-pq38/s320/strawberryaward.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314164144400592946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.....For the cutest blogger!Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This award is for someone cute or someone owns a cute blog.&lt;br /&gt;I've pass this award to you because I think both you and your blog is cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you receive this award, you need to pass it to 10 persons that you think they are cute or their blogs are cute~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Najlaa's blog&lt;br /&gt;2.Adli's blog&lt;br /&gt;3.Phing's blog.*hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;4.Makiyo's blog&lt;br /&gt;5.Sze jing's blog&lt;br /&gt;6.Rachel's blog&lt;br /&gt;7.Sammie's blog&lt;br /&gt;8.Zoey's blog&lt;br /&gt;9.Fuzzy's blog&lt;br /&gt;10.Kakak Hanisah's blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-8167797169126473632?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8167797169126473632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=8167797169126473632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8167797169126473632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8167797169126473632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-awarded-strawberry-award-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/Sb-0IjkdcDI/AAAAAAAAAp0/-ZEy6T-pq38/s72-c/strawberryaward.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-7094814939188459303</id><published>2009-03-16T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:05:12.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;So from now on, your going to be asked unique questions, you ready?&lt;br /&gt;Hell..........................................no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person who has your heart at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;Only Allah knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you date someone who lived in another state?&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you handle a long distance relationship?&lt;br /&gt;No,I'm a very possessive person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you said you were fine, but really weren't?&lt;br /&gt;4 days ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships or one night stands?&lt;br /&gt;If the boy is from vegas then it will be one night stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you wanted to punch someone in their face?&lt;br /&gt;Hurmmm,last week maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone who doesn't like you?&lt;br /&gt;Only Allah knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you laugh a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself lucky?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connection between you and the last person who text messaged you?&lt;br /&gt;Do "hotlink" consider as a person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to get a facial piercing, what do you get?&lt;br /&gt;God,I'm going to get grounded for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you cry right now?&lt;br /&gt;What the duck!My dad will think I'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are the things you've heard people say about you?&lt;br /&gt;Janganlah buat kerja kelam-kabut-ayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad at someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you spend your summer with last year?&lt;br /&gt;I live in a tropical country so everyday is a summer day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last person you told a secret to?&lt;br /&gt;Najlaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like hugs and kisses?&lt;br /&gt;BIG YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you text/call during class?&lt;br /&gt;Seldom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you say "fuck" today?&lt;br /&gt;fuck yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever made fun of anybody and later became their friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,take my sammy as an example&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever caught a friend cheating on their bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;Nope,they all good girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that peeli​ng a wrapp​er off of a bottl​e means​ your sexua​lly frustrated​?&lt;br /&gt;Oh my!Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​’s the close​st hoodi​e to you right​ now?&lt;br /&gt;In my cupboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would​ your paren​ts be okay with you datin​g someo​ne of anoth​er race?​&lt;br /&gt;Mom:Yes.Dad:he prefer me dating with the same race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;I think is homeless to harvard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were you with?&lt;br /&gt;Anything in my room is with me right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was the last place you bought something?&lt;br /&gt;Jaya jusco,Mini poppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you laughed REALLY hard?&lt;br /&gt;Last friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you attracted to the last person that kissed you?&lt;br /&gt;No,I love her because she's my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your current relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;single and pringle.Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you always answer your phone?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing on your feet?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you buy anything today?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1- 10, how good are you at wrapping gifts?&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;may 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name one accomplishment you had this week?&lt;br /&gt;get enough sleep.Yahoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you friends with your exes?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you start 'dating'?&lt;br /&gt;I dont consider it as a date.It's more like meeting.Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you make the first move?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever gone to dances?&lt;br /&gt;No.How sad:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you listen to any screamo bands?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm mad,yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were an animal, what animal would you be and why?&lt;br /&gt;A sloth because I'm slothful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you play any sports?&lt;br /&gt;During gym class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever bought a self-help book? (Even the -- For Dummies series, etc)&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many pairs of jeans do you own?&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had butterflies &amp;amp;/or dragonflies?&lt;br /&gt;This morning while going to the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to one of your best friends?&lt;br /&gt;This morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be in an hour?&lt;br /&gt;Only Allah knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the first person you talked to today?&lt;br /&gt;My dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking forward to in the next month?&lt;br /&gt;Just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing jeans right now?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's something you do when you're mad?&lt;br /&gt;Keep quite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;Fine,thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you get the shirt you're wearing?&lt;br /&gt;From my school koperasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this weekend be good?&lt;br /&gt;I dont think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Yes with najlaa,sammy,sher leen,rachel.I'm a Ladieswoman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever woken up next to someone and were freaked out?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do you talk on the phone a day on average?&lt;br /&gt;Not that much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your keyboard?&lt;br /&gt;Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever worn the opposite sex's clothing?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you to shower?&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the last person you hugged older than you?&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think someone has feelings for you?&lt;br /&gt;Only Allah knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you run around a neighborhood at night without a shirt for 500 dollars?&lt;br /&gt;Then get caught by the police?Heck no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take compliments well?&lt;br /&gt;I think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last text message was from?&lt;br /&gt;Hotlink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last incoming call?&lt;br /&gt;My house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you curse?&lt;br /&gt;When I'm angry and annoyed at someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old will you be in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;17 years young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elementary school?&lt;br /&gt;Sekolah kebangsaan Taman Nirwana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle school?&lt;br /&gt;Sekolah menengah Kebangsaan Datok Lokman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highschool?&lt;br /&gt;Strip club.*wth*.Still in Lokman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever lost a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you speak​ to your fathe​r today​?​​&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to your number 1?&lt;br /&gt;I dont know number 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have someone who can tell right away when you're not at your best?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and thank god for that.&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/4108990179456943068-7094814939188459303?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7094814939188459303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=7094814939188459303' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7094814939188459303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7094814939188459303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-from-now-on-your-going-to-be-asked.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-5443424717807467423</id><published>2009-03-15T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:38:19.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought my computer got problem because it cant connect to the internet.I was so freaking mad.Internet+me= so call best friend.So,without my so call best friend I rather rest in peace.Hahahaha.What the fuck,I'm so emo.So,I complained about this problem to you know who,my pity dad.Not only him,I actually complained to all of my family even to my cat but it didnt response to my complain.That time,I realise that my cat is mean.So,my dad ask me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah:Did you check the connection&lt;br /&gt;Me:Yes,I already check it for a billion time.&lt;br /&gt;Ayah:I'll call my friends and ask him to check this computer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later my mom ask me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak:Hurmmm,why dont you check the LAN setting&lt;br /&gt;Me:Nope.There's nothing wrong with my LAN setting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my brother comes to my room.Click start then control panel then network connection and the connection is disable instead of enable.My brother and my mother make this "what the hell" face.It was nothing but because of the stupid disable thing my computer couldn't connect to the internet.Boo me for not knowing about it.I dont know even know that the network connection thing do exist in my computer.What the hell I'm so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop being a moaner.Think before you moan.What the hell!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-1890116871413433814</id><published>2009-03-07T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T18:14:36.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always wanted to write about this guy but I always forgot his name.Everytime I want to google him I end up writing Yun foong at the serach box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fist time I saw him on channel V,I was mesmerized by his voice.I agree If you ask me he is not that good looking but his voice will make people will fall in love with him.As describe by this one blogger,he is quite and soft spoken guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily,this morning I've got to watch his Music video on Channel V and I quickly on my computer and search for his video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now his song is stuck in my head and I download almost all of his song.I'm gila already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact about him&lt;br /&gt;His real name is Fong Dai thung.An R&amp;amp;B singer and a songwriter too.He can play various instrument.He was born in Hawaii and his family moved to Shanghai when he was 6. His father (an American-born Chinese from San Francisco, California) wanted Khalil to learn more about Chinese culture. 6 years later, they moved to Guangzhou and lived there for about 2 years. Then, they moved to Hong Kong. When he was 16, he sent demos which he had written to music producers. 4 years later, Warner Music Hong Kong finally recruited him as their producer.His first language is English but he can also speak in Mandarin, Shanghainese, Hawaiian Pidgin English, and Cantonese.Most of his song is in mandarin.His favourite animals are gecko and bugs bunny.Huh,bugs bunny?What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I know Him,My favourite chinese male singer is wang lee hom and that's the only it because I cant find any chinese male singer who can sing better than him.Jay chou can sing but I'm not a fan of his song.*appologise to jay's fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SbJFo6qVOSI/AAAAAAAAAps/4C85CtjaCrQ/s1600-h/post-235364-1208619604-296-x-296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SbJFo6qVOSI/AAAAAAAAAps/4C85CtjaCrQ/s320/post-235364-1208619604-296-x-296.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310383479867128098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just an ordinary guy with extraordinary voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SbJFo1oeQVI/AAAAAAAAApk/CxVxxEtll-g/s1600-h/IMGP9036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SbJFo1oeQVI/AAAAAAAAApk/CxVxxEtll-g/s320/IMGP9036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310383478517154130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S8CYEDatYeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S8CYEDatYeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first Khalil video I watch and suddenly fell in love with his voice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7aOP6r79U0w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7aOP6r79U0w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIdjdyDQpIc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bIdjdyDQpIc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/de-L8JjiZ3I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/de-L8JjiZ3I&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The way he compose this song is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/10lRFLF55FQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/10lRFLF55FQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jason mraz feat khalil fong-Live high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-1890116871413433814?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in a good mood this evening.I need to something to cheer me up and I found this.This  "story" make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best things we can do in our lives is this:&lt;br /&gt;Begin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin to see yourself as you were&lt;br /&gt;When you were the happiest and strongest you've ever been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin to remember what worked for you&lt;br /&gt;(and what worked against you),&lt;br /&gt;And try to capture the magic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin to remember how natural it was when you were a child --&lt;br /&gt;To live a lifetime each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begin to forget the baggage you have carried with you&lt;br /&gt;For years:&lt;br /&gt;The problems that don't matter anymore,&lt;br /&gt;The tears that cried themselves away,&lt;br /&gt;And the worries that are going to wash away&lt;br /&gt;On the shore of tomorrow's new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow tells us it will be here every new day of our lives;&lt;br /&gt;And if we will be wise,&lt;br /&gt;We will turn away from the problems of the past&lt;br /&gt;And give the future -- and ourselves -- a chance&lt;br /&gt;To become the best of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes all it takes is a wish in the heart to let yourself ..&lt;br /&gt;Begin again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Collin McCarty, Source Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The song that I listen over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/m/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v205754241&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed id="uvp_fop" 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is less than 300 words.Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:Mathematics and history.I'm thinking about suicide.History is so damn hard.That choon kit guy who is lately lost his sense of humour told me that he didn't read for history but when he do his essay is like so damn long.Really frustrating.Mathematics is kinda easy for me.I dont have to use the calculator because got not calculation.They test you on the formula only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:Physic.I'm preparing for suicide.Freaking hard.Serve me right because I didnt study earlier.This is the effect of study at the last minute.I glanced at suk koon's paper and she can answer almost all of the questions.Makes me feel stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4:Biology.I'm digging my own grave.The topic I read didnt come out in the exam.Some luck huh?*sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5:Add math.I die already.It is hard for me but I think it will be easy if you do a lot of exercise a week before the exam.One boy ask miss lydia is the quetion numbes 2 corrcet.She doesnt know because she's an english teacher.So,she ask me whether I got the answer for question number 2.Almost all of the student in the class look at me and I feel so hesitated to answer the question since I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hantam&lt;/span&gt;,I replied "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah but I'm not sure &lt;/span&gt;of the answer".Of all the student there,I'm the one she asked.Haih......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week,I learn my lesson:DO NOT STUDY AT THE LAST MINUTE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I found at rachel's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"GOD made a woman out of a man's ribs so a man's ribs is actually incomplete on one side n so a guy must find a girl who has the exact rib from him to ensure both couples stay happily forever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel's handsome biology tuition teacher-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make me said "awwww,that is so sweet" but it is not easy to find a guy who has the exact rib as mine.I dont know from whom I stole this ribs from.Pity that guy,one side of his ribs has been stolen.Gomenasai dude!Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the way,kak hanisah send me this photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SZ6b6BoUgFI/AAAAAAAAApI/2HNAnfRpyKE/s1600-h/n1203963087_350604_3382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SZ6b6BoUgFI/AAAAAAAAApI/2HNAnfRpyKE/s320/n1203963087_350604_3382.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304848832261292114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her I have this panda eyes because of the exam.I dont get enough sleep and next week I have oral test with my hoochie coochie group and also chemistry,agama exam.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.Hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice weekend everybody....!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-4920049105045655627?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4920049105045655627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4920049105045655627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4920049105045655627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Tagged by Kak syuhada Ramlee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag twenty people.&lt;br /&gt;Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name:Alyaa Izzati Binti Aminuddin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word:Mini.Wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name:Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name:Anna leesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation:Biomedical scientist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color:Pastel colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you'll wear:Dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A food:Chicken rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom:Soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A place:Kinabalu mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A reason for being late:Overslept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you'd shout:Oi,Shut upla!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A movie title:Homeless to Harvard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Something you drink:Ice lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. A musical group:The times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. An animal:Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A street name: Lorong haji taib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A type of car: Mercedes-Benz ML 63 AMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. The title of a song:the trouble with love is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guys I've found this video on someone's blog.So damn funny.I was laughing my ass out when I watch this.It's about this one innocent korean dude singing mariah carey-touch my body song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xXxvsShaAoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/xXxvsShaAoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word:GAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-721591212252835856?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/721591212252835856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=721591212252835856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/721591212252835856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/721591212252835856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged-by-kak-syuhada-ramlee-rules-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6381199258389018918</id><published>2009-02-09T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:36:57.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Pick up line is an instant turn off for some women and I'm one of them.It sound very stupid and cheesy.Fortunately,I've found out something interesting and want to share it with you.It is a suggestion for girls to respond to pick up lines.You can google it if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Haven't            I seen you someplace before?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Yeah, that's why I don't go there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: So what do you do for a living?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Female impersonator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy:Is this seat empty?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Yes, and this one will be too if you sit down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:So,            wanna go back to my place?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Well, I don't know. Will two people fit under a rock?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy:I'd like to call you. What's your number?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:It's in the phone book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:But I don't know your name.&lt;br /&gt;Girl:That's in the phone book too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:What            sign were you born under?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:No Parking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:I            know how to please a woman.&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Then please leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:Haven't            we met before?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Yes, I'm the receptionist at the V.D. Clinic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:I            want to give myself to you.&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Sorry, I don't accept cheap gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:I            can tell that you want me."&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Ohhhh. You're so right. I want you... to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:Hey baby, What's your sign?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:Hey            cutie, how 'bout you and I hitting the hot spots?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Sorry, I don't date outside my species.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:May            I see you pretty soon?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Why? Don't you think I'm pretty now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:Your            body is like a temple.&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Sorry, there are no services today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:I'd            go through anything for you.&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Good! Let's start with your bank account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:I            would go to the end of the world for you.&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Yes, but would you stay there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:Your            place or mine?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Both.You go to yours and I'll go to mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:            Does beauty run in your family?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: It obviously doesn't in yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy::            What's your name sexy?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:: Taken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:            Do you believe in love at first sight or do you want me to walk by again?&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Yeah, but this time don't stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:            I think you're the best looking girl in here.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Really? Well, I'd better go find the best looking guy then, hadn't            I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:            Your legs go clear up to your ass.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Most peoples' do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:            Can I buy you a drink?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Go ahead, but only if you buy my boyfriend one too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:You            look like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Go back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy::            What's it like being the most beautiful girl in the world?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: What's it like being the biggest liar in the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:I            can see forever in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Girl:But all I can see is never in yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;Boy:I            looked up beautiful in the thesaurus today and your name was included."&lt;br /&gt;Girl:Thanks! Hey, I saw your name next to jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Boy: If I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put I and U togather&lt;br /&gt;                     Girl: Oh really, because if I could rearrange the alphabet, I'd put F and U&lt;br /&gt;                     together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Boy:did it hurt when you fell from heaven?&lt;br /&gt;                     girl: did it hurt when they kicked you out of hell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Boy:Where have you been all my life&lt;br /&gt;                     Girl:Hiding from you....how the hell did you find me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Boy:I would die for you...&lt;br /&gt;                     Girl: Prove it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boy: I'm all you've got cutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                               Girl: then I must not have a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It makes me laugh like a monster when I read this.For me,I prefer guy that just come up to me and introduce himself.It's more better than those stupid pick up line.It wont "pick" me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6381199258389018918?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6381199258389018918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=6381199258389018918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6381199258389018918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6381199258389018918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/02/boyhavent-i-seen-you-someplace-before.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-9155539588053124687</id><published>2009-01-31T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:44:19.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sze jing and vain vain tagged me.*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things. At the end, you choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s:I should reply this on facebook but what the heck.I prefer post this thing on my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.My full name is alyaa izzati binti aminuddin&lt;br /&gt;2.I was born on eleventh may 1992(11.5.1992)&lt;br /&gt;3.I get nervous when I talk to the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;4.I'm a chatterbox with girls but not with boys unless if they are close to me.&lt;br /&gt;5.I love comedy.A bit of drama is okay with me.&lt;br /&gt;6.I hates long talk meeting and endless conversation.&lt;br /&gt;7.I love my homeslice.&lt;br /&gt;8I love making eye contact when I talk unless you start to annoy me,mad at me,etc etc&lt;br /&gt;9.I have fun bullying my 10 years old cousin and she have fun bullying me!Win-win situation&lt;br /&gt;10.I likes to know and learn about your dreams and thoughts&lt;br /&gt;11.There are time when I need to be hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;12.I like people with personality.&lt;br /&gt;13.I hate reading.&lt;br /&gt;14.I get angry easily.&lt;br /&gt;15.I am stubborn&lt;br /&gt;16.I love mountains&lt;br /&gt;17.I love to feel the rain breeze&lt;br /&gt;18.My neck is the most sensitive part.&lt;br /&gt;19.I love to be hug.*Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;20.I love to make dirty jokes.*I'm such a pervert&lt;br /&gt;21.I love to learn new words.&lt;br /&gt;22.I consider dictionary as a books&lt;br /&gt;23.I hate being push or force to do something.&lt;br /&gt;24.I love candid picture&lt;br /&gt;25.I look funny and ugly when I'm grinning in the picture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-9155539588053124687?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/9155539588053124687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=9155539588053124687' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/9155539588053124687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/9155539588053124687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/sze-jing-and-vain-vain-tagged-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-803915136164124304</id><published>2009-01-31T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T01:05:24.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm almost fell off the chair this morning.This morning,I was chit chatting with miss lola.It was a normal chatt.We fight,argue,laughing,say stupid things.Well,it is me actually not her.She started to photo sharing.She post many TVXQ picture.She will only collect those hot pictures of them(TVXQ members).But none can make my eyes sparkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until she start to send me this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SYMsA_V25OI/AAAAAAAAAow/eFDW5OtlRq0/s1600-h/e0072289_494b8aa063995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SYMsA_V25OI/AAAAAAAAAow/eFDW5OtlRq0/s320/e0072289_494b8aa063995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297125982232569058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my favorite picture of him.He looks like a vacuum guy to me but a hot one.Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SYMsAkLuiaI/AAAAAAAAAoo/y-p3JnZ4VQA/s1600-h/e0072289_494b8aa266c56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SYMsAkLuiaI/AAAAAAAAAoo/y-p3JnZ4VQA/s320/e0072289_494b8aa266c56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297125974942321058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this picture makes me crazy.I cant take my eyes off him.Even though he looks sad but he is still hot.I adore his new haircut.So kawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SYMsAa0YDtI/AAAAAAAAAog/wNPjjKQgjKQ/s1600-h/e0072289_494b8a954c113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SYMsAa0YDtI/AAAAAAAAAog/wNPjjKQgjKQ/s320/e0072289_494b8a954c113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297125972428459730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sad picture but I still love him.If he trying to catch my eyes with this looks and a little bit of flirtatious smile,I'll be drooling on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fan of shim changmin.I dont know what about him that I love.Maybe because when he smile the eyes will be uneven.Hahaha.People,love is blind.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all people.See you next time.Enjoy your weekends.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-803915136164124304?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/803915136164124304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=803915136164124304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/803915136164124304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/803915136164124304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-almost-fell-off-chair-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SYMsA_V25OI/AAAAAAAAAow/eFDW5OtlRq0/s72-c/e0072289_494b8aa063995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-4245774644193187687</id><published>2009-01-28T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:11:17.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As usual people like me always go through my friends  and other people blog.I've found out something interesting in sze jing blog.It's something about the "gender" of your blog.I was so eager to try it and see the result.I bet myself that I will get maybe 80% women and 20% male or 70% women.But this is what I get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(231, 231, 231); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" width="225" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="7"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;Alyaa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="background-color: rgb(246, 249, 255); text-align: center; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(50, 50, 50);" width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="74"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;93.0%男性倾向,7.0%女性倾向&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;table style="background-color: rgb(246, 249, 255); text-align: center; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(50, 50, 50);" width="165" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="153" bgcolor="#91cdff" height="9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="11" bgcolor="#ffb1cd" height="9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;评点：您的文风冷静而镇定，言语间展现出强悍的思辨能力与恢宏的胸襟，一个男子汉的阳刚形象跃然纸上。&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(121, 157, 206); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.yodao.com/" target="_blank"&gt;yodao&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a style="color: rgb(121, 157, 206); text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.yodao.com/blogender/" target="_blank"&gt;博客男女&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 93.0% male and 7.0% women.Am I really that masculine?Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;评点：您的文风冷静而镇定，言语间展现出强悍的思辨能力与恢宏的胸襟，一个男子汉的阳刚形象跃然纸上。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;Critically punctuating: Your writing skill is calm, showing out your strong interpretation and broad mind, the image of a man is totally shown.*thanks to sze jing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog is a MAN but a handsome one.Hehehe.Makes the women blog melt.Ladies be careful!Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I am not upset at all.I'm happy with the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The conclusion is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I'm a girl who owns man blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And people miss rachel aka my handsome groom has changed her URL to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xxnostringzattachedxx.blogspot.com."&gt;www.xxnostringzattachedxx.blogspot.com. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/4108990179456943068-4245774644193187687?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4245774644193187687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4245774644193187687' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4245774644193187687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4245774644193187687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/as-usual-people-like-me-always-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-8150141790188766676</id><published>2009-01-26T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:03:54.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>大家好。你好吗? 我优良是。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我想要利用这机会祝愿你们大家" 愉快的中国新年和好运在该年ox"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation:&lt;br /&gt;Hello everybody.How are you?I am fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take this opportunity to wish all of you "Happy Chinese new year and good luck in the year of ox"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fireworks start to comes out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummmmm.............................buffffffffffff......................bommmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people start to applause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha,wth.My imaginary fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take your time to watch this video and lets pretend the sushi face is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i1m-LLE9Sq8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i1m-LLE9Sq8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,it does look like Mickey mouse version of sushi to me.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go to sammy house and dance like this in front of the door and I'll receive a lot,lot of angpau.Yeah right,instead the parent will call police&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qhz91S8UKP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qhz91S8UKP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this one is the original version of 恭喜恭喜 song.I love this girl.She look so cute.Her name is timizhou and people keep on asking whether she's still alive.People,she still alive.I saw her buy mandarin orange yesterday.*exaggerated.The point is she's still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today my friends.Hope you enjoy your chinese new year and receive a lot of angpau.Dont forget to share with me.50/50 maaa!*ka ching,ka ching&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-8150141790188766676?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8150141790188766676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=8150141790188766676' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8150141790188766676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8150141790188766676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/ox-translation-hello-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-879456055318058323</id><published>2009-01-23T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:27:01.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally,the bitch have time to update her blog.The bitch is me but away.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 weeks of suffering,finally we got 1 week of school holiday.All of the student wish each other "GONG XI FA CAI,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ANGPAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; NA &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"*Is it correct?.We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; care whether he/she is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,we just wish them.Sadly,we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; receive any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;angpao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because none of them is married.Try to ask teacher for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;angpao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but teacher just smile.So,we all give up and just wish the teacher without the" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;CNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; card to my close &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; friend.All of them so happy when they receive the card.The best thing is when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;suk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;koon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ask me to close my eyes and kiss me on the chick.I was in shock when she did that.I keep on smiling when I think of it.There it goes "my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; part".I will never forget it.If one day,a guy ask me is this the first time you receive a kiss on the chick besides your family my answer definitely will be no.FYI,I've never received a kiss with my eyes close before.Now,I can go hu..ha...hu...ha about it.*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craziness,loudness,sadness...will always be on my mind.It makes me realise will I get the same friends when I enter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;colleague&lt;/span&gt; or university.&lt;br /&gt;Friends ,&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mind when I smack their butt,who laugh at my jokes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;eventhough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it sound stupid,I can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;lesboing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with,that can make dirty jokes because we think is funny and I can have fun with.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think about it,it's hard for me to leave the school.I guess it is true when people say "you wont miss the person until they gone".You might think it is too early for me to say this but time goes by so fast.Before we realise,it's 2010 already.By that time,most of us is on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; ways.Some will be busy with project,some might working and some might not here because they study abroad.So,it will be hard for me to see them and feel like the friendship is torn apart.I write this base on my experience with a friend.We used to be close but now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;everything's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;I hope our friendship will never last.No matter what happen,you guys need to promise me that we will be together forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Whenever I talk to stranger the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; slang will come out.This 'stranger' will think that I'm a mix because of the way I talk.Not trying to be plastic or what but the slang just come out.I cant control it.Unless you are close to me,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; will talk in a normal way without the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; slang.That is why I prefer to talk in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with stranger but it might gave them bad impression about me especially to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because they  think that I'm being "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;poyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" just because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; talk in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.It is hard for me to talk to 'stranger'.They might get me wrong or misunderstood me.*sigh.I'm sorry If I'm boring you by this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see at the feed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;jit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that there are people who actually read my blog and they come from different country and places.So happy that you guys read my blog.Leave me comment and I can visit your blog and maybe link you.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be shy-shy,just leave me comment.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to share this video with you guys.My current favourite song.I was singing and shouting and I bet my neighbours can hear it.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Hahahaahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=v202152038&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=0&amp;amp;shareEnable=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed id="uvp_fop" allowfullscreen="true" src="http://d.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/fop/embedflv/swf/fop.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=v202152038&amp;amp;eID=1301797&amp;amp;lang=us&amp;amp;ympsc=4195329&amp;amp;enableFullScreen=1&amp;amp;shareEnable=1" width="400" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say,the video is not as what I expect it to be.I thought its like the fighting between the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; and bf but this one is between the neighbours!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Pfttttt&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;What happen to you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;tyson&lt;/span&gt;?.*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is one guy dedicate this song to his wife on their first anniversary.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Wth&lt;/span&gt; man!Your wife might be asking you for divorce.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Hahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&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/4108990179456943068-879456055318058323?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/879456055318058323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=879456055318058323' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/879456055318058323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/879456055318058323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/finallythe-bitch-have-time-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-4347950974953295643</id><published>2009-01-09T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:18:16.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School is cool for 1st grade students*accept for those who's crying.Want to know something,I am crying too because this year I'll be sitting for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt; and first day teacher give us homework already.Imagine my life for the next 11 month=horrible.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think school is cool.They should put cold instead of cool.Hahaha.*wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haih&lt;/span&gt;,I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what to say.My head is empty.What I think right now is about my homework...homework....math formula.......madam &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jessica&lt;/span&gt; jokes.......and wondering why I sit in front.See,so many things in my brain.Now,I can tell you my brain looks like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tong &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sampah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;because so many things inside this rusty brain.Hahaha.But I need to polish this brain until it becomes shining.More shining than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sammy&lt;/span&gt; teeth.before it's start to go ting tong......&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;lydia&lt;/span&gt; ask us to write an essay about out 09 resolution.I was like "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;reso&lt;/span&gt;..what?".It's not like I never hard that words but I never had a resolution before because if my resolution did not come true I will boo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; myself.Sounds very pathetic right?That is why I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to make any resolution but because that miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lydia&lt;/span&gt; ask us too.So I did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit in front for the second time of my life.This mean if I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; finish my homework,I'll be the first person to stand up and the first one to get scold!*sigh.And people at the back cannot see what is on the whiteboard because some of them is short and I'm tall.So,I need to sit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;unproperly&lt;/span&gt; for them to see the whiteboard.They cannot blame me.They the one who choose the sit.When I enter the class,all the row is full accept for the first row.So,where do you think I shout sit.On the floor is it?Teacher also ask me "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;alyaa&lt;/span&gt; why you sit in front?You are tall".I almost want to shout "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; ask me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;whyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;" but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;naah&lt;/span&gt;,I just smile and said "when I enter the class the first row is the only row that's empty".pffft,how hypocrite can I be&lt;br /&gt;*I was a bit annoyed by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;itla&lt;/span&gt;.Why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; YOU  sit in front so that I can sit at the second or third row and YOU no need to complained "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;nampak&lt;/span&gt;"*whateverla..........**sounds like ajmal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for this horrible week.I dont know when I'm going to post another entry.Alaaa,who cares right?But if you care!I kissu...kissu...kissu you.Hahaha.Take care people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-4347950974953295643?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4347950974953295643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4347950974953295643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4347950974953295643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4347950974953295643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-is-cool-for-1st-grade.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-8232491705197264433</id><published>2008-12-31T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:20:43.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello my friends!How are you?I am fine!Thanks for asking.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wtfla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;weih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately,I am just too lazy to update this blog because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know what to blog about.I hate to squeeze my rusty brain to come out with interesting thing for people to read or else they think this blog is just a waste of time.Hahahaha.Before I make new post,I think of something to blog but when I click new post button,the idea start to fly-fly away.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know where it goes and I end up blogging about my mom driving me crazy.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,I'm on a vacation to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my "hot and cold" family.We stay at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Johor&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Baharu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and we need to take taxi to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Vacation &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;punya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pasal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,I am willing to walk &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;eventhough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I feel like my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tercabut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I can hear my bone started to "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;krekkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Gahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*Just kidding&lt;br /&gt;Singapore currencies is freaking high.1 dollar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=RM 2.40.Gosh,with 2 ringgit 40 cent I can get one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;roti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;canai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;kosong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; here.Hahaha.So when we go there,we are being thrifty.We only buy something that so expensive in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can get it with affordable price.I must say,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;punya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;robbinson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;slightly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;cheapla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; compare to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;robbinson&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and most of the thing they sell there you cannot get here.But,I still love my country.Malaysia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is some of the photos I take at singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJY71mUSI/AAAAAAAAAlg/E7LO2lJzpJI/s1600-h/IMG_0323.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJY71mUSI/AAAAAAAAAlg/E7LO2lJzpJI/s320/IMG_0323.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292232467353588002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me:ey,why your nose looks very weird&lt;br /&gt;Brother:Shut up.Let me pout first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJYm9usLI/AAAAAAAAAlY/xJ8XyMw3Ttc/s1600-h/IMG_0322.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJYm9usLI/AAAAAAAAAlY/xJ8XyMw3Ttc/s320/IMG_0322.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292232461750546610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJYtL_AvI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/P82GU5FzvNM/s1600-h/IMG_0321.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJYtL_AvI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/P82GU5FzvNM/s320/IMG_0321.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292232463420949234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJYVXFCGI/AAAAAAAAAlI/o0yd0qJYu8M/s1600-h/IMG_0319.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJYVXFCGI/AAAAAAAAAlI/o0yd0qJYu8M/s320/IMG_0319.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292232457025030242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look how busy is the orchard road during christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJYRtYXsI/AAAAAAAAAlA/2mAS6m_RgMM/s1600-h/IMG_0318.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJYRtYXsI/AAAAAAAAAlA/2mAS6m_RgMM/s320/IMG_0318.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292232456044830402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha,what the hell.=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHKjQBMWLI/AAAAAAAAAmI/eCtfygv7CD4/s1600-h/IMG_0345.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHKjQBMWLI/AAAAAAAAAmI/eCtfygv7CD4/s320/IMG_0345.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292233744081246386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love those fatty-fatty doll.Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHKjQ3IAgI/AAAAAAAAAl4/TpU_fmXsD5s/s1600-h/IMG_0337.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHKjQ3IAgI/AAAAAAAAAl4/TpU_fmXsD5s/s320/IMG_0337.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292233744307454466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Erkkkkk,he can be very disgusting sometime.Oh wait,not sometime.Anytime is the correct one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHKjKhd9gI/AAAAAAAAAlw/XTpc4-mbXhI/s1600-h/IMG_0336.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHKjKhd9gI/AAAAAAAAAlw/XTpc4-mbXhI/s320/IMG_0336.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292233742606005762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When my mom start to pout.Bahaha.Nola,actually she was talking about something in a very vehement way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHKjMk71lI/AAAAAAAAAlo/1wDy_BpOp3E/s1600-h/IMG_0324.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHKjMk71lI/AAAAAAAAAlo/1wDy_BpOp3E/s320/IMG_0324.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292233743157417554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahaha,cant stop laughing when I see this picture.The way my dad smile looks like first grade student picture in the school magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well-well new year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;evela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today!Time goes by so fast before we even realise it.Next year will be my haunted year.I'm the victim for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 09......*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2008 reviews:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family:We welcoming my future sister in law to our family and officially will be our new family member because she and my 1st brother is getting married next year.Around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,I guess!&lt;br /&gt;This year,my parent quarrel a lot.But not that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;seriousla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Now they quarrel five minutes later things back to normal.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Haih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,what can I say.2008 makes me change my opinion towards my 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; brother.Before this,I always think he is such a jack ass and so annoying and I feel like he is the most selfish person.But this year,I think he is kinda cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;eventhough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; he can be very ass hole sometime but most of the time he is a funny person.His jokes always makes me laugh.Hahaha.Guess what,he also very good at gossiping.Gossip boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends:This year,I make a lot of new friends.When I first enter 4 science 2,I thought that I am not going to make any friend because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know anyone there accept for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;suk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;koon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;sher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;leen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but that time we are not that close.NOW,very close like glue and I'm missing them.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by,I started to make friends with those people that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know and they are very cool,funny and kinda silly.Not only that,I also become so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;ngam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with people before this I am not close with such as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;sammy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;suvitha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;sher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;leen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;suk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;koon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; etc etc.I also make friend with new student,her name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and now we are husband and wife.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love:Nothing much to say.Like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;amy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;winehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sing "love is a losing game".Well I guess is true.I learn that we need to let go of the person if they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have any feeling towards us.Or in my case,just forget about confessing your love to your crush when he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; know that you are actually exist.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; waste your time.Find someone who can appreciate you!Why do we need to wait for them.There is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of guys out there.Just open your eyes and your heart.One more thing,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; go looking for love;let it find &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;you because&lt;/span&gt; that is why it's called falling;you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mean to......you just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study:*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;cheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.I practice last minute study.Compare to last year,I study a week before exam and end up getting 2A only.Kids,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be like me.Study hard!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial:*another &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;cheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Very bad accept during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;hari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because I got a lot of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;angpau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.Now,no more already because I spend my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;angpau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; money on revision books and  other things.*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;hahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,revision book.Nerd wannabe.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;Poyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;gila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:Full with up and down.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;Eventhough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I always said "I rather die" or "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;mampus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;kerja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;sekolah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;belambak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" but in the end I still survive.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I end my last blog for 2008 with this quote by Edith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;Lovejoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Pierce*who the hell is this guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words         on them ourselves. The book is called "Opportunity" and its         first chapter is New Year's Day. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I also want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, Enjoy New Year, Happy Easter, Good luck on Valentines,         Spooky Halloween &amp;amp; Happy Birthday. Now bug off and don't annoy me         for the next 12 months!!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86"&gt;Hahaha&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/4108990179456943068-8232491705197264433?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8232491705197264433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=8232491705197264433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8232491705197264433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8232491705197264433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-my-friendshow-are-youi-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SXHJY71mUSI/AAAAAAAAAlg/E7LO2lJzpJI/s72-c/IMG_0323.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-5624097915699167504</id><published>2008-12-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:22:44.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love my nickname because it's a give by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lola&lt;/span&gt; who is very special to me but there is so many people get confused by that nickname.So many people thinks I'm a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; just because the last name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chan&lt;/span&gt; and I need to explain to them,why my last name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chan&lt;/span&gt;.Sometimes I just want to answer,"it is just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nicknamela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bongok&lt;/span&gt;!".But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nola&lt;/span&gt;,people might think I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;somekind&lt;/span&gt; of crazy girl which the house is full with cats shit.So,I decided to change it to C instead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chan&lt;/span&gt;.So yeah,I change my nickname in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; change it on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; because I need a right time for me to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chage&lt;/span&gt; it.*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt; is this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hella&lt;/span&gt; stupid my display name now become "Ari &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Aac&lt;/span&gt;".For the love of god,what the hell is that.And when I poke someone it becomes "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ari&lt;/span&gt; just poke you".Gosh,what in the world is ari.Sounds like kari to me.I hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.So many fucking rules.Want to change nickname also got rules.What the hell!!I wonder how it becomes the most popular website.Pfffttttt,whateverla.It just a nickname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days,I've become so obsessed with kinder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;bueno&lt;/span&gt;.I eat kinder &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;bueno&lt;/span&gt; like it is the most healthier things to eat.Every morning,when I wake up I'll crave for Kinder B and eat it without brushing my teeth.Yeah,you can say ewwww but for me it is like emmmmmmmmm,sedap siot!Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola now become so obsessed with hello kitty,sammy now obsessed on buying a new dress,rachel is obsessed with chocolate and I am obsessed with mister kinder B.Good atless I'm not the only one who have obsession during this 'obsession' school holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends ask me whether I have buy barang-barang sekolah and I say "no".Dont blame me,blame my parent.They were so relax when I say "mak yaa nak beli stationary" and my mom said "nanti kita beli".The 'nanti' word is makes me worry.Like lola said buatlah "persiapan sebelum orang lain supaya tidak kelam kabut"*it's sound something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to agree with her because I hate it when there are so many people in the stationary store because I dont know what to buy and end up buying nothing and if I did buy something,I'll get fed'up of waiting in the line to pay it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-5624097915699167504?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5624097915699167504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=5624097915699167504' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/5624097915699167504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/5624097915699167504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-my-nickname-because-its-give-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-522409580412375257</id><published>2008-12-12T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:15:24.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;handsomenya&lt;/span&gt; hero Twilight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ni&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bolehla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tapikan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;diorang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;potong&lt;/span&gt; part yang make love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ha'ah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tula&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;syok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Tapi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;tengok&lt;/span&gt; CD maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;potong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Mak&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;kita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;beli&lt;/span&gt; CD &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,after watching the Twilight movie,I could say the movie is cool and amazing even though some of the American think it was a low budget movie but for me it is the most amazing vampire I've ever watch.I must say that almost all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Malaysian&lt;/span&gt; blogger is talking about Twilight movie including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I forget to mention that I actually watch this movie with my parent and they think the movie is cool also.*I thought they going to condemn it because they never like the movie I choose but not Twilight.My mom now have a crush on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Robert&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Pattinson&lt;/span&gt;.It is a bit funny though because my parent is the oldest in the cinema.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; because they cut out the make love scene and I am sure my mom is not the only one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;,right girls?.For me,it is a good thing because we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know maybe a 5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;years&lt;/span&gt; old kid might watch this movie with him/her parent and ask them what are they doing and the parent will answer "They are just 'playing' around.Just close your eyes dear.".This close eyes things remind me when I was 5.Me,mom and my cousin watch this movie and there this make love scene.My mom ask us to close our eyes without knowing why.I was 5 okay!I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;thought we&lt;/span&gt; were playing game or something.I am such a dumb kid.Now only I know why.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Ngeh&lt;/span&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,about the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; thing.I know some of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;robert&lt;/span&gt; fan might say "what,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt;?He is beyond &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;boleh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt;.He is so handsome".Now....now ladies,I do think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;robert&lt;/span&gt; is adorable but not handsome.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Chillexla&lt;/span&gt;,I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;robert&lt;/span&gt; fan too.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,that is how I start my blog after I've been not update it for quite a few days but who cares,nobody even bother if I update it or not.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say many freak things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;happen&lt;/span&gt; to me this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freak out when I go to tuition find out that I'm the only girl in the class.Where's the girls?.5 boys and me.It is getting freakier when teacher ask me this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Izzati&lt;/span&gt;,do you like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;poligami&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:Maggie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;mee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;suka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:I just nodded my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is weird for me to answer this question.It is the same feeling when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;edward&lt;/span&gt; look at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;bella&lt;/span&gt; during biology class and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;bella&lt;/span&gt; thinks that she smells funky because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;edward&lt;/span&gt; is covering her nose.Accept for me the boys didn't cover their nose,they just look at me in a very curious way.I know how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;bella&lt;/span&gt; feel.*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,my brother call me "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;eeeeee&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;macam&lt;/span&gt; stupid dumb dumb" because I did something not so smart with my hairband.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Blekkkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that lately I've got this weird look from men.Not all of them but some of them.They look at me in a very weird way and I wonder "Did anyone post my nude picture?".&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this group on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; call "stop poking,lets have sex".&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;Bahahaha&lt;/span&gt;.I was laughing when I see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-522409580412375257?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/522409580412375257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=522409580412375257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/522409580412375257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/522409580412375257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/12/makhandsomenya-hero-twilight-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6790315141817358089</id><published>2008-11-30T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T19:45:53.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay,here is the thing,I said before that the next time when people tagged me they need to get naked but of course they wont accept the challenge.So,what the heck,I just accept the tag without cost or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.what's your most favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:A hard one.Usually when I go out,I prefer black but that doesn't mean I love that colour.Maybe bright colour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Who is the most important to you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:Family and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;homeslice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.How often do you think of committing suicide?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:When I'm not in a good mood or during PMS,or when teacher start to give me weird project or when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;halizan&lt;/span&gt; ask me to answer the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:No,I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think so but when I'm with my family and friend,I sure did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Who would you be if you were in a movie?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:Audrey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Hepburn&lt;/span&gt;,breakfast at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tiffany's&lt;/span&gt;.Yeah right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Spouse,family and friend.If they drop into the river,and you can only save one of them,who would you save?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:A question that I would never answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:To be a better person! but I dont think I've achieved it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:I do believe it but I do doubt it sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you think the people who tag you love to play kidnapping?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:Owhhh yeah,she love to kidnap cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What are you really afraid of?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:I would say Allah,my parent when they get angry,my sibling when they are not in a good mood,lola when she mad at me and cik halizan enzan yang moodnye sering tak stabil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.What is you habbit?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:So many to think of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What's you opinion of distance love?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:I've seen it and I believe in it but I dont want to be in it.It is hard for me to trust guys.You might think they like us but actually they just like the chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:I will try my best to cherish them but I'm just a human,I cant cherish every single of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What does flying means to you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:An aeroplane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Who do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:Ask my mom and lola.;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.Do you think world is changing?maybe your friend is changing?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:Yes,I do believe that world is changing and yeah they are getting prettier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Describe the person who tagged you in 7 sentences/words?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:She is cute,hugable,lovely,pretty,cute voice,nice smile,smart and I could go on and on.But you want only 7!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.How do you spend your time when it rain outside?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:Watching DVD movie or maybe I will open my window and feel the breeze.Uwwwwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.What are you proud of the most about you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:okay,it might not be about me but I have a perfect family and friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.Do you regret anything?&lt;br /&gt;Answer:I did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.miss lola&lt;br /&gt;2.miss makiyo&lt;br /&gt;3.miss sammy&lt;br /&gt;4.miss zoey&lt;br /&gt;5.miss rachel&lt;br /&gt;6.miss hanisah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6790315141817358089?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6790315141817358089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=6790315141817358089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6790315141817358089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6790315141817358089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/okayhere-is-thingi-said-before-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-8592986992631762366</id><published>2008-11-27T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:00:02.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today,he come back with his happy face looks like he just won a lottery and say he feeling so grateful.Okay,as his little sister,I'm so happy and proud of him.Finally,my brother is back.No wonder lately,he become so emotional.It is because of his presentation which if he fail,he need to redo it.And,he say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg ajim:Aku lulus presentation tu,hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:patutla muka gembira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abg ajim:pergi panaskan lauk untuk bachelor ni!*freaking proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:Heh,yela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy for him.This past few weeks,he did not laugh to my jokes and he keep on marah me.and maybe my jokes is not funny at all.He face looks so dumb and angry like those kids which have so many anger inside their heart and think that suicide will solve their problem.Let just say,his face looks like camel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SS65CyjE62I/AAAAAAAAAkU/hPA4QssyYSA/s1600-h/240px-07._Camel_Profile,_near_Silverton,_NSW,_07.07.2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SS65CyjE62I/AAAAAAAAAkU/hPA4QssyYSA/s320/240px-07._Camel_Profile,_near_Silverton,_NSW,_07.07.2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273355671277202274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Freaking annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was having PMS but wait his a guy.Where got PMS?My mom say maybe he have some problem with his girlfriend.Hahaha,mother love to gossip also.Perez hilton like us.Always gossiping!Stop the wondering already since now I know the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, about spm,today is the last paper for science stream student.I wonder what my cousin doing right now?*Thinking about next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-8592986992631762366?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8592986992631762366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=8592986992631762366' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8592986992631762366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8592986992631762366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/hahahahahe-come-back-with-his-happy-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SS65CyjE62I/AAAAAAAAAkU/hPA4QssyYSA/s72-c/240px-07._Camel_Profile,_near_Silverton,_NSW,_07.07.2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-5579946095720526176</id><published>2008-11-25T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:24:22.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need mr.asimo!The robot look so fun!I want it to accompany me at home during this school holiday.I am so bored.I got nothing to do.I have enough rest.I dont want to bother my friend because I'm afraid if they might think I'm such a penyibuk.So,online is what I do to resist the boringness.I must say,I'm scared to log in facebook.Dont want to tell you why.I'm scared if the person read this blog and will think I'm so langsi.but will tell you if you insist.Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do.I better study then let my time waste doing something that's not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like working but ayah didnt allow me to.My brother is mad at me because I take his IC withour his permission.My bad,I know.I dont know why he is so not in a good mood.Tired of working,perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys,please do tell me what I should do during this school holiday.Beside study,eating,sleep......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no life and I keep on complaining.Everybody is sick of it.*sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-5579946095720526176?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5579946095720526176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=5579946095720526176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/5579946095720526176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/5579946095720526176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3508660688213567736</id><published>2008-11-24T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:43:50.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know but I am so eager to share with my friend this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zhlhsB0VkkA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;video.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously dont know if some of you already know this song but I love it.The way she express her feelings through the lyrics makes me so emo after I watch this video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind if you hate it but If you like it give me a hug.Hahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is,I dont think the video got anything to do with the song.Maybe it is just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like watching this video with my bestie.*I watch to much drama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3508660688213567736?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3508660688213567736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=3508660688213567736' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3508660688213567736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3508660688213567736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know-but-i-am-so-eager-to-share.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-5516264492500333527</id><published>2008-11-24T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T17:38:23.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me and my mom  just finish our lunch and I thought I can relax after that.Unfortunately,silly old me forget to bring my keys and my mom also forget to bring her keys.So,she needs to go back to her office and take the keys.Oh my god,her driving is worst that vin diesel in the pacifier movie.I almost want to puke when I'm in the car.She drive so fast and I'm in the car keep on "jumping" like in the roller coaster because the quality of the jalan is worst than my kampung punya jalan*bahasa rojak.Mmmmmmm,nyum3.wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrive at home and I feel like bow down to my knee and shout  "LANDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD".Hahahaha.But I dont do it because I dont want my mom to think me as a dramaqueen.Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am,alive and feel a lot better.Blogging about my mom's driving me crazy.Bahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhhhh,yeah.I heard sammy got Rm 84 and sammy you better belanja me or I'll post your nude picture.Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-5516264492500333527?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5516264492500333527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=5516264492500333527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/5516264492500333527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/5516264492500333527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-and-my-mom-just-finish-our-lunch-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-2488931595448283539</id><published>2008-11-20T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:04:00.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday,Lola,Alyaa,Makiyo and Aisyah which in short it will become LAMA*Clap-clap&lt;br /&gt;watch this Japanese movie title "10 promises to my dog" which at first makiyo is wondering is there such movie.Hahahaha.Me and her keep on changing our mind and at last we decided to watch this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is not so badla even though there's only 8 people in the cinema.Imagine 2 pair of couple and 4 of us.Must say,that we are the loud one in the cinema.The couple only god knows what they are doing at the back.But there this one girl who crying very emotionally and the boyfie try to calm her down by hugging her and wipe her tears.We got to watch free movie.Hahahhaa.And,I go "awwwww,how sweet" when I see that.Guess what,she is not the only one me,lola and aisyah (who started crying from the beginning of the story that makes me LOL and end up I'm crying too) cry too.The end part is so sad.I feel it because it reminds me of my cat call "Machap".It is a very weird name but we love it because it so fatty and very cute.I miss my "little brother".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I guess it's not like we are the only crying.There are some reviews I read which this user said that she cry like hell.I feel you girl.T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synopsis of the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akari is a 14-year-old schoolgirl living in Japan's northern                      island of Hokkaido. One day, a puppy wanders into her yard,                      looking lost and frightened. She is a Golden Retriever with                      white paw markings. Akari names her Socks. Akari's mother                      consents to her keeping the dog but only after she agrees                      to keep 10 Promises to Socks . Akari enthusiastically assents                      and the two begin their journey of growing up together. Akari                      finds herself having to overcome many changes and challenges:                      the tragedy of her mother's death, father's sudden resignation,                      coming-of-age, first romantic feelings, career ambitions and                      her independence. But at every step, Socks is there to provide                      unquestioning love and support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The poster:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVR1EFOevI/AAAAAAAAAhU/GZAGRMM3_aA/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVR1EFOevI/AAAAAAAAAhU/GZAGRMM3_aA/s320/poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270708910977612530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awww,the puppy so cute.Look at the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVR1f5ITxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/3GFbYO93bHw/s1600-h/753175d6-c504-4a88-9673-7460d517e692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVR1f5ITxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/3GFbYO93bHw/s320/753175d6-c504-4a88-9673-7460d517e692.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270708918443069202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us agree that this 14 year old Akari looks like makiyo and we all cry when the dog die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVR1EFy2SI/AAAAAAAAAhc/hsch_xqWCHM/s1600-h/10_promises.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVR1EFy2SI/AAAAAAAAAhc/hsch_xqWCHM/s320/10_promises.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270708910979995938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 10 years later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the crying,we go get something to eat and camera whoring.I wonder why they call it camera whoring.Why not posing instead of whoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUNUG0ecI/AAAAAAAAAiM/2BCfUj6Gcq4/s1600-h/PB190129.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUNUG0ecI/AAAAAAAAAiM/2BCfUj6Gcq4/s320/PB190129.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711526619380162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I dont know what Makiyo tell Aisyah.But what I am sure is me and Lola is not looking at the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUNa-L2jI/AAAAAAAAAiE/OKwHyyQGMYo/s1600-h/PB190127.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUNa-L2jI/AAAAAAAAAiE/OKwHyyQGMYo/s320/PB190127.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711528462211634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huggy2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUNFxoVtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Upx1uPIfC_4/s1600-h/PB190125.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUNFxoVtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/Upx1uPIfC_4/s320/PB190125.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711522772408018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 3 beautiful girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUMrjn8dI/AAAAAAAAAhs/RHFn2dxQ-p0/s1600-h/PB190123.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUMrjn8dI/AAAAAAAAAhs/RHFn2dxQ-p0/s320/PB190123.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711515734340050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know how I love candid picture.Ngeh3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUNIHbPOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/sB96BzQFyTU/s1600-h/PB190126.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVUNIHbPOI/AAAAAAAAAh8/sB96BzQFyTU/s320/PB190126.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270711523400695010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sleepy aisyah,the poyo me and the I dont know what she look at lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVWRpaw4KI/AAAAAAAAAi0/nDVxvPhPnmg/s1600-h/PB190133.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVWRpaw4KI/AAAAAAAAAi0/nDVxvPhPnmg/s320/PB190133.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270713800082907298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laughing at makiyo and aisyah jokes.Thanks to lola who takes this picture secretly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVWRf1VYAI/AAAAAAAAAis/O37-2_3GOi8/s1600-h/PB190132.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVWRf1VYAI/AAAAAAAAAis/O37-2_3GOi8/s320/PB190132.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270713797509996546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aisyah try to shoot me and the sexy awek mini skirt makiyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVWRQsXakI/AAAAAAAAAic/E78B4XitBB8/s1600-h/PB190130.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVWRQsXakI/AAAAAAAAAic/E78B4XitBB8/s320/PB190130.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270713793445849666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this time I am the only one who looks at the camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVWREnfT6I/AAAAAAAAAiU/uzPl8dB2qLc/s1600-h/PB190128.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVWREnfT6I/AAAAAAAAAiU/uzPl8dB2qLc/s320/PB190128.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270713790204170146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 14 years old akari is in malaysia now.Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYHcIcrLI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gP5nRlS5oDo/s1600-h/PB190137.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYHcIcrLI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gP5nRlS5oDo/s320/PB190137.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270715823740988594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Samseng and gaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYHAw3loI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HxQ5MDYQtZs/s1600-h/PB190136.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYHAw3loI/AAAAAAAAAjU/HxQ5MDYQtZs/s320/PB190136.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270715816394331778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woot2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYHEnN0bI/AAAAAAAAAjM/kKwf75Zuh8I/s1600-h/PB190135.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYHEnN0bI/AAAAAAAAAjM/kKwf75Zuh8I/s320/PB190135.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270715817427587506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No comment.Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYG_hTHoI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1RUbLi6HXBo/s1600-h/PB190134.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYG_hTHoI/AAAAAAAAAjE/1RUbLi6HXBo/s320/PB190134.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270715816060591746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The best of friend lola and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYG1MyijI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ak7qXzQshlM/s1600-h/PB190131.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVYG1MyijI/AAAAAAAAAi8/ak7qXzQshlM/s320/PB190131.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270715813290215986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ngeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,after that my ayah called and asked me to meet him at Lot 10.It was raining and my girls run so fast and find place to avoid the rain.And makiyo said "alyaa cant feel anything because she's wearing tudung".Hahahaha.It is right.We run baby run until we reach lot 10 and I was laughing so loud until there this one mat saleh looking at me.Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that doesnt stop us to cam whoring again.My girls looks "wet and wild".Yeah,baby.*wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZPyDGoaI/AAAAAAAAAkE/mHD7DVLaA1c/s1600-h/PB190152.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZPyDGoaI/AAAAAAAAAkE/mHD7DVLaA1c/s320/PB190152.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270717066574733730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZPzLjzlI/AAAAAAAAAj8/7yoJiT3Lgcc/s1600-h/PB190147.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZPzLjzlI/AAAAAAAAAj8/7yoJiT3Lgcc/s320/PB190147.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270717066878635602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZPm0v6YI/AAAAAAAAAj0/-LRDXMCnajM/s1600-h/PB190146.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZPm0v6YI/AAAAAAAAAj0/-LRDXMCnajM/s320/PB190146.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270717063561734530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZPQ-7cII/AAAAAAAAAjs/xc0TFJMuWM0/s1600-h/PB190143.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZPQ-7cII/AAAAAAAAAjs/xc0TFJMuWM0/s320/PB190143.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270717057698852994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZO5m9_BI/AAAAAAAAAjk/wpvqFTsWZfE/s1600-h/PB190141.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVZO5m9_BI/AAAAAAAAAjk/wpvqFTsWZfE/s320/PB190141.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270717051424341010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Girls just wanna have fun!Hahaahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-2488931595448283539?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2488931595448283539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=2488931595448283539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/2488931595448283539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/2488931595448283539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterdaylolaalyaamakiyo-and-aisyah.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSVR1EFOevI/AAAAAAAAAhU/GZAGRMM3_aA/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-8301986420091011701</id><published>2008-11-18T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:31:27.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Itis funny though at that time I did not appreciate what she did for me.It takes her ages to finish this and all I can say is thank you.Pffffffttt,bitchy me!Slap me for being so rude.I only put this for 2 weeks only in my profile and myspace so stupid it automatically erase it and I lost the code.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that I didnt appreciate what you give to me and I am regret of what I do.At that time,I dont realise it until now.Maybe at that time,I am so empty and I am this bimbo,blur2 type of girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gomenasai,ya.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSK1Pc6cv4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/WsT6Fy6IPkw/s1600-h/wee.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSK1Pc6cv4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/WsT6Fy6IPkw/s320/wee.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269973791040913282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my best of friend,najlaa or lola.She do this for me and I am so sombong like didnt appreciate it.If only I know how many of her ex want her to do this for them.heheheheheehhe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-8301986420091011701?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8301986420091011701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=8301986420091011701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8301986420091011701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8301986420091011701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/itis-funny-though-at-that-time-i-did.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SSK1Pc6cv4I/AAAAAAAAAhM/WsT6Fy6IPkw/s72-c/wee.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3173298969262195890</id><published>2008-11-16T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:26:24.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw my dream guy at The Garden carpark.Hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh,he is so handsome but he have problem with pimples.I seriously dont care about it.My god,he does look like my dream guy.He style,eyes,height and skin.Alyaa is gila already.I cant believe it that my dream guy do exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes is like glue to him when I saw him and my heart stop beating.I'm hoping to see him at the garden or mid valley but I didnt see him.Haih,sad story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is okay.Atless I know that the dream guy is alive.Bahahaahha.I think he has girlfriend already.With the handsome face and perfect height,of course he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy do make my day.I suddenly so happy when I saw him.*big smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3173298969262195890?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3173298969262195890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=3173298969262195890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3173298969262195890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3173298969262195890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-saw-my-dream-guy-at-garden-carpark.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3873968009636037546</id><published>2008-11-14T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T15:42:37.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.06 a.m:wake up and realize Sarah mother wait for me outside to pick me up like she always.I forget to tell her that I am not going to school today.So,I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;turun&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tangga&lt;/span&gt; and my father was like shock and he realize that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sarah&lt;/span&gt; mother is outside.So he help tell her that I am not going to school.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Gomenasai&lt;/span&gt; ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.10 a.m:Go back to sleep and I cannot sleep.I have this "wake up and cannot sleep back" syndrome.I force myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30 a.m:I'm getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fed'up&lt;/span&gt; and wake up.Go downstairs and switch on the TV.I was hoping to watch the "whose line is it anyway" show but it is not showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.00 am:Switch on the computer.Nothing interesting.Same old thing.No mood to update blog since my brain still "sleeping".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.00 a.m:I realise that if I keep on playing with the computer I will die.So,decided to watch full house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.30 a.m:I am hungry.I start to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;goreng&lt;/span&gt; the chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;drumet&lt;/span&gt; and nugget.I just brush my teeth.Thanks god my dad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; know about it or else he will lecture me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30 a.m:start &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt; sleepy and I sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30 a.m:The phone ringing and it was my mom.Ask me to call my dad.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Going&lt;/span&gt; back to sleep for the 3rd time.Cannot sleep no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.00 a.m:Mandi and wait for my mom to come back with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mcd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.15 p.m:Mom come back.Feel so happy.Watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ghostbuster&lt;/span&gt;s II movie.So damn funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.00 p.m:I almost  die because I am so bored.So,I decide to update my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going through blog to blog,I realize that my shoe size the biggest among my friend which also mean that I have big feet.It takes ages for me to find the right shoes.Mother said that my shoes look like sampan.That is why I cannot wear high heels.Imagine my big feet and high heels.I'll look like a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah this women also face the same problem:Kate Winslet, Neve Campbell, Whoopi Goldberg, Paris Hilton, Geena Davis, Uma Thurman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found this on the internet and they say:&lt;br /&gt;* Big feet give you secure footing. Like a tree with very deep roots. You don't fall, slip or trip over so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Big feet give you athletic ability. To run and anchor you firmly in place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Big feet help you kick ass. So the next time some schmuck behind a counter gives you a hard time for your feet, clobber them with one.*Friend if you need me to kick someone ass,I'll be happy to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Big feet ARE more functional than fashionable. But DON'T be afraid to paint your nails, wear sandals, get pedicures and run barefoot on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I feel like a tree right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3873968009636037546?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3873968009636037546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=3873968009636037546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3873968009636037546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3873968009636037546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-life-7.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3946509837777825303</id><published>2008-11-10T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:27:12.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My heart is broken because of my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said most of the photo I take is ugly.She also said that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how to take photo.It's breaking my heart and I am so angry with her.Why she say that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,I admit I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how to take photo.She could not expect me to take picture like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pro's&lt;/span&gt; just because I own semi pro camera.I learn add math at school not how to take great photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to her that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want that camera(Nikon D40).I have changed my mind and she keep on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;marah&lt;/span&gt; me as if I keep on telling her I want that camera.What the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like the photo I take,I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; mind.But &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; insulted me.Right now,I feel like trade in that camera and buy those old camera.The one my late grandpa used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh maybe I just trade in that camera and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; buy any camera.I take the money and going crazy.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously mad at my mom.She keep on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;teeling&lt;/span&gt; me about the camera I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;broked&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Finela&lt;/span&gt;,I broke it but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; broke this one.But I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why the camera is a bit problem.When the object move,the object will look shaky in photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my dad friend said its because the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;len&lt;/span&gt; or maybe on of the gadget inside that camera is broken.I was like "huh,what the heck?".I take of the camera and not the gadget suddenly broken.Magic man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make up my mind already.I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;tarde&lt;/span&gt; in that camera and buy this camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRg1R5tgj-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wIrDZtxZRAE/s1600-h/41JN26JMT0L._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRg1R5tgj-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wIrDZtxZRAE/s320/41JN26JMT0L._SL500_AA280_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267018345875541986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The camera I used now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRlpUTrQ50I/AAAAAAAAAgY/WdLSXQZEG7A/s1600-h/41dPb%2BkA8tL._AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRlpUTrQ50I/AAAAAAAAAgY/WdLSXQZEG7A/s320/41dPb%2BkA8tL._AA280_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267357036786542402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you think?Should I trade in that camera and buy this or should I trade in the camera and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; buy any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P/S&lt;/span&gt;:I want to take this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks to my best friend,Lola &lt;/span&gt;who the first one asking me about my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;swollen&lt;/span&gt; eyes which happen because I cry yesternight about my mom,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my crazy best friend;makiyo,sammy,syata and suvitha &lt;/span&gt;who cares about me and keep on asking me about my problem.I also want to thanks &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kak hanisah&lt;/span&gt; who being very nice to me and always help me with my problem.I love you guys&lt;333.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only god will repay you back.Bless you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3946509837777825303?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRg1R5tgj-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/wIrDZtxZRAE/s72-c/41JN26JMT0L._SL500_AA280_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-960702697740036084</id><published>2008-11-10T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T14:24:39.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got tagged by sammy long time ago and makiyo.Cannot live in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time,whoever tagged me they are going to get naked.Hahahahhaa.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Starting time = 1.35 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Name = Alyaa Izzati Binti Aminuddin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sisters = No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Brothers = Yes and annoying too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Shoe size = I have big feet(10).Feel like Santa Claus*wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Where do you live =Springfield and I have weird neighbour that look very yellowish but very famous though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Favorite drink = Apple juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Favorite breakfast =Egg sandwich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Have you been on a plane = Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Swam in the ocean = Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Fallen asleep in school = Yes accept during add math class.No matter how sleepy I am,I'll try my best to control it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Broken someone’s heart =Mommy?Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Fell of your chair = Yes, of course.Who doesnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call =No way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Saved e-mails = Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What is your room like = Dont know.My mom said It looks like sarang tikus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What is the last thing you ate = Nasi lemak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;~Ever had~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Chicken pox = Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Stitches = No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Broken nose = Hell no.I aint mat rempit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you believe in love at first sight =Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Like picnics = Yes because I can see hot guy.Freaking hansab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Who was the last person you danced with = Dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Last person who made you smile =&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My 1st bro&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;.I cant believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;~Today did you~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Talked to someone you like = Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Kissed anyone = No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Get sick =Sick of TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Talked to an ex =Nope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Missing someone =Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Best feeling in the world = No,I am so empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals =YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What’s under your bed = Nothing.Maybe a dead cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;What time is it now = 1:45 P.M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Random Questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Q: is there a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;person on your mind right now = Nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: do you have any siblings =Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: do you want children = I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: do you smile often =Not really,I dont want people to think I'm crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: do you like your hand-writing = Okayla.I know it's ugly and very round but IDC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: are your toes painted =No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in = My parent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: what colour shirt are you wearing = Blue.I've got the monday blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; what were you doing at 7.00 yesterday =In the morning.Sleepingla,of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: I can’t wait till = I go to indonesia with my family and till I've got my new camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: when did you cry last = Yesterday because of the stupid camera problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: are you a friendly person =Maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: do you have any pets = Yes but I dont consider it as a pet because I love to bully it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: where is the person you have feelings for right now = I dont have feeling for anyone.Owhh maybe Changmin is at home sleeping.Awwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now =Yes of course she's my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: do you sleep with the TV on = Yes.I love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: what are you doing =Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: have you ever crawled to your mother or father = Used to when I was baby.I can walk properly now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: can you handle the truth = Sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: are you closer to your mother or father =Both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: who was the last person you cried in front of =Mirror.Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: how many people can you say you’ve really loved =Many and every single of them is special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: do you eat healthy =Not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: do you still have pictures with you and your ex =Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: have you ever cried because of something someone said to you = Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: how often do you go to church =Wrong question.I'm a muslim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: if you’re having a bad day, who are you mostly likely to go to =Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: are you loud or quiet most of the times =Depend on the situation but mostly loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: are you confident =So-sola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: 5 things I was doing ten years ago = Having fun and dont care about anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: 5 snacks I enjoy = 2 only.Potato chips and Ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: 5 things I would do if I were a billionaire = I will do so many things with it.Donate it,belanja my parent ,go to france with my family,buy car for me and parent and buy new house for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: 5 of my bad habit = Complaining,get angry easily,always think negative,always take thing easily,believe in people easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;: 5 places I’ve lived in = My house,my room,kampungku,hotel and friend house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Q: 5 people tat u tagged = Lola,sammy,zoey,rachel and kak hanisah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-960702697740036084?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/960702697740036084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=960702697740036084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/960702697740036084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/960702697740036084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-got-tagged-by-sammy-long-time-ago-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-394321588995004586</id><published>2008-11-10T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:31:39.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Watching the Ellen DeGeneres show today.She is so funny and spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember she said very funny but don't know what is it.I always so forgetful.Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now only I know that it was actually groupies not boobies.I thought they were saying "I wanna have boobies" which make me go =.=" when I heard it.Then today Ellen ask her "is it groupies or boobies" the Nicole said "its actually groupies".I was like "owhhhhhh now I know!".Laughing at myself.*hak3.If you don't know what the hell am I saying its actually about the PCD new song,when I grow up!*freaking poyo.Better just shoot me for being so poyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the Britney spears,womanizer and it makes me feel like dancing.&lt;br /&gt;I love the lyric.I think that song is for her stupid ex-husband,K-Fed.&lt;br /&gt;Finally,Britney look like herself again after all the drama she've been through.I used to be her biggest fan but after she start to become a bad girl and married to the asshole guy,I think she is not like herself again.BUT now she've changed and me likey*lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song make you want to sing it to your ex-boyfriend and kick his ass after that.*LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know about you but this is what I feel about the song.*Ngeh3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,that's all for now.I'm bored and dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're sick of me complaining I'm bored but I cant help it.I love to complain.Hahahahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-4466398089930169350</id><published>2008-11-08T20:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:49:43.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Call me ungrateful but I want NIKON D-40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know but suddenly I feel not satisfied with my camera.Today,mom almost want to buy me the camera but suddenly she change her mind.I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camera so cool.It only focus on the object and the background is blur.Seriously,If I have RM15000 now,I will buy it.I am so frustrated and I keep on shoutnging(shouting+singing)katy perry "hot n cold" song.So that,mom will hear it.I shout "you change your mind like a girl change her clothes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that camera.I hate my camera.Cant even look at it.So disgusting.Bluekkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am so ungrateful but I am so in love with that camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRWDG6TklII/AAAAAAAAAgA/JJhK-bXMNww/s1600-h/353_25420_D40_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRWDG6TklII/AAAAAAAAAgA/JJhK-bXMNww/s320/353_25420_D40_front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266259494033462402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Baby,I love you........................................&lt;333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 hours after that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my camera.Dont want to change it.I will use it.I wont say that I want to use it forever but I will use it until I've got my own money to buy another camera.Hehehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always change my mind.That is why,I hard to fell in love.First,I'll say I love him but 3 hours later "ewww,why I should be in love with him".Hahahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-4466398089930169350?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4466398089930169350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4466398089930169350' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4466398089930169350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4466398089930169350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/call-me-ungrateful-but-i-want-nikon-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRWDG6TklII/AAAAAAAAAgA/JJhK-bXMNww/s72-c/353_25420_D40_front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-289720987107096104</id><published>2008-11-07T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:45:17.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,I'm bored so I go and check my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;friend list in myspace&lt;/span&gt;.Check their profile,photo and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; that I feel like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;looking&lt;/span&gt; at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly,I start to tell myself that this people never grown up.If only I know why I think that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because I am jealous or I am to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;poyo&lt;/span&gt; to think that I am fully grown up when I am actually not.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ngeh&lt;/span&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,I guess they are too cool to me.What can I say,from the picture they are perfect but some people said "picture lie".It is true.You can do anything to hide your pimple and fix anything on your face.I have to admit,I am like that too.Trying hard too look perfect in picture but now I feel is like I am hiding myself and at the same time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ashamed&lt;/span&gt; of myself.Now I try to not over edit my picture.DONE!*gosh alyaa so poyola today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like to take photo in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;baju&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;kurung&lt;/span&gt; because I will look F-A-T.Well,I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;am &lt;/span&gt;actually.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Blaming&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;baju&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;kurung&lt;/span&gt; pulak.Ngeh3.But seriously,in photo when I'm in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;baju&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;kurung&lt;/span&gt; I look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hippopotamus&lt;/span&gt;!Big butt and tummy look like I am 3 month pregnant.T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my friend,said they want to diet and keep fit during this school holiday and I dont know what to do during this school holiday.I do care about my weight but I get insane when I eat.I dont care.No matter how many times my dad ask me to exercise,I just pretend like he was saying alyaa keep on eating.Hahaahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now,my mom come and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom:yaa,mak baru habis tengo cerita jepun.Best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:owhhhhh,yeke*I'm just pretend to listen to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother:Yaaa,genki de suka tu apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:entah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom:apa khabar*she sound so proud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:owhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother:saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:watashi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother:*keep quite.IDK why,I think she is suprise that I actually know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother:you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:entah.*look at my mom,Waiting for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother:Eh,apa ek?Mak dah lupala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother:Eh,dictionary jepun tu mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:*Nervous and I keep on laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother:mana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:keep on laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother:dah hilang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:keep on laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother;Haih,ingatkan dah master rupanya dah hilang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so annoyed!Just because she is my mom,I sabar.If not,I will reply "Bite me".Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;My mom is the type of woman once she obsessed with something she will keep on digging to find the information or the answer.My god,The dictionary dah hilang for about 2 years and suddenly now she ask after watching that japanese movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know how sher leen feel when her mom keep on asking her about the "come on,come on" song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why people always swith off the lampu bilik air while I mandi.I think is because I mandi terlalu senyap and they think there's nobody in the toilet.Next time,I will sing loudly in the toilet so that they realize that I'm inside the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh.I am so out of topic.At first,I talk about my brain that always think some people never grown up to my mom annoyed me and now people always switch off the lampu bilik air while I mandi.My karangan so goodla.Gahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-289720987107096104?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/289720987107096104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=289720987107096104' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/289720987107096104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/289720987107096104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-is-it-sometimes-that-i-think-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-1134956971696463189</id><published>2008-11-06T18:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:16:21.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last wednesday,I go to school bring my camera and tripod because miss lydia ask me to record the drama that was made by form 3 student.Guess what,I am suprise.They all can act very well without feeling shame.I love the kissing part where the girl come and cover the kissing with symbol "18 sx".Big applause.Hahahaha.But it was just a fake one.I cant believe that adli can act very weel.He even pop his feet.He said he learn it by watching the princess diaries.Awwwwwww!Hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to post the video but this blog have this huge problem whenever I upload video.It will take ages to upload it.So,I decided to upload it in youtube but I guess it will never happen since yesterday,I wait for 4 hours for it to upload and at last when I click the play,It came out "sorry this video is no longer available".I'm speechless and I dont want to waste my time cursing youtube so I just turn off the computer and go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,Miss lydia said I have this dreamy2 atitude.Hahahha.I have to agree with her.I am always careless and forgetful.Hahahaha.Trying to be a better person after this.Need to change!Wokey!wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLLZ9Mkz2I/AAAAAAAAAf4/RztN55RMfnc/s1600-h/PB050109.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLLZ9Mkz2I/AAAAAAAAAf4/RztN55RMfnc/s320/PB050109.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265494561134006114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aisyah yang sangat baik menunjukkan kasut saya punya belakang.So,sesiapa yang snagat baik boleh donate saya kasut kerana air akan masauk ke dalam kasut saya dan kaki saya akan basah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLLZlZpUHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/iq4XLmwbIl4/s1600-h/PB050063.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLLZlZpUHI/AAAAAAAAAfw/iq4XLmwbIl4/s320/PB050063.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265494554746376306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Freaking emola this guy.He looks at the table and seriously,IDK what the hell he looks at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLLZVY2r4I/AAAAAAAAAfo/tJYiY1ABdfw/s1600-h/PB050041.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLLZVY2r4I/AAAAAAAAAfo/tJYiY1ABdfw/s320/PB050041.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265494550448091010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jarred is busted for rubbing his butt while naik tangga.Hahahaha.Got ya!Thanks to makiyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLKN6Fkf5I/AAAAAAAAAfg/o6Ze6xISfgA/s1600-h/PB050034.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLKN6Fkf5I/AAAAAAAAAfg/o6Ze6xISfgA/s320/PB050034.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265493254629261202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I might look like I'm horny but I am actually not.I am just trying to make a sexy pose but it turn out to be so not sexy.Hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLKNtO1ZMI/AAAAAAAAAfY/SHAxFBIvTX0/s1600-h/PB050031.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLKNtO1ZMI/AAAAAAAAAfY/SHAxFBIvTX0/s320/PB050031.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265493251178456258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was laughing when Lew win said that the tripod is "thick and soft"in a very seducing way.Makes me think of something else!Ngeh3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJ4p4A-HI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ezdnba9-L4A/s1600-h/PB050020.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJ4p4A-HI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/ezdnba9-L4A/s320/PB050020.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265492889500186738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lewin chan going to left the school.So this year is his last year in this school.T_T.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody to bully me anymore.He usually knock my head with paper and always complaining about me.Next year,no one going to accuse me farting in the class.Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJgV0PBeI/AAAAAAAAAfI/sfZZCzuf9Vs/s1600-h/PB050078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJgV0PBeI/AAAAAAAAAfI/sfZZCzuf9Vs/s320/PB050078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265492471798760930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tell you this girl can sleep anywhere.Our sleeping beauty.Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJgD0J5LI/AAAAAAAAAfA/GMcRloGZkMM/s1600-h/PB050033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJgD0J5LI/AAAAAAAAAfA/GMcRloGZkMM/s320/PB050033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265492466966586546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what makiyo eat when she on diet.Tissue paper,plastic and some plain soup.Thanks god she is still alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJYAWg_bI/AAAAAAAAAe4/0IrYQ7VDaUQ/s1600-h/PB050030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJYAWg_bI/AAAAAAAAAe4/0IrYQ7VDaUQ/s320/PB050030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265492328598011314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jarred and aisyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJX8vPPAI/AAAAAAAAAew/_mP9i0pdwL0/s1600-h/PB050024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJX8vPPAI/AAAAAAAAAew/_mP9i0pdwL0/s320/PB050024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265492327627963394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this picture because jarred look so happy in this picture like he always does.When he smile the eyes will go small and you'll feel like smiling too.wth&lt;br /&gt;*make me thinking about barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJR7NKBaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/IOCOBs5M0MM/s1600-h/PB050004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLJR7NKBaI/AAAAAAAAAeo/IOCOBs5M0MM/s320/PB050004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265492224137364898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me being poyo in the dewan and doing my senget pose because I am senget.&lt;br /&gt;My sexual orientation explain everything.*FYI I'm a Bisexual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-1134956971696463189?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1134956971696463189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=1134956971696463189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/1134956971696463189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/1134956971696463189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-wednesdayi-go-to-school-bring-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SRLLZ9Mkz2I/AAAAAAAAAf4/RztN55RMfnc/s72-c/PB050109.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-1951160688806167727</id><published>2008-11-04T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T20:31:40.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today,I am not going to school.So happy.All my tired is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so much today and I cant wait to write it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2 month,I learn so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I learn that you can be friend with so many people but not all of them can be "friend" to your secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn that some friend will you use you if you be really nice to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friend will betray you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know now that guy love to gossip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn to be friendly with people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn to be patient eventhough sometime I loose it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that some people dont like my attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn to think that if the people hate you, just let it be.Because in the end we will die anyway.And at that time what is important is our deeds to god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to listen to those screamo song and it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn that so many people judge other by their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say here,that I will be nice to you if you be nice to me.I will treat you bad if you treat me bad.I will be patient but my patient has its limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day,there this one guy.He shout my friend name and me and my friend was actually going to pour some water in the pale.So,my friend go to him.I just stop and that guy was doing something with his hand.Showing the shuhhhhh........shuhhhhhhhh signal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god,how rude can you be.I feel like shouting to him say "gosh,you think I really wanna know what you tell to her.Excuse me,I dont even want to know.Don shuhhhh....shuhhhhhh me.I am not chicken you pig".Hahahahaaha.I fell like saying that to him but I control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I am not your friend does not mean you can be rude to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate people who treat those ugly people like me in a bad way.I mean we are gods creation too.No matter how ugly we are,god only look at one thing which is our deeds.You dont have the right to treat us that rude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not popular in the school.So what?never wish to be .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the ugliest in the school.I dont give a damn about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant take the fact that some teacher is also "pilih bulu".Some teacher only look at the beautiful student and leave me as the ugliest kid invisible.But seriously,I dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know something?What goes around comes around.Sooner or later you will feel how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be so "merendah diri" in this blog but this is how I feel and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I have low self esteem but now I am trying to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I read najlaa blog and I feel so touched when she write she cannot live without me beside the internet and other stuff.Gosh,I almost burst to tears.*sob......sob........sob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUESS WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I CANT LIVE WITHOUT HER TOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WITHOUT HER,I FEEL EMPTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I HAVE NO FRIEND TO LAUGH WITH OR FIGHT WITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU SAYANG!Hehehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-1951160688806167727?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1951160688806167727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=1951160688806167727' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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seriously dont know what the hell is wrong with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've upload it but I dont know why it is not showing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-7539449978591188714?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7539449978591188714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=7539449978591188714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7539449978591188714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7539449978591188714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/11/guysim-sorry-about-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-2880370506198234785</id><published>2008-10-31T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T09:15:11.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After going to suvy house,I quickly run into my room connect the USB to my camera and also to computer*not important.You better look at hiday.He always make diferent pose in every photo.Talk about being photogenic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to bully ajmal,hidayat,sammy and also shameem.Hehehehhe.So funla bully people.Dont know why.I was shouting and dancing in suvy house.I know I am not supposed to do that but I cant control myself when I'm excited.Tehehehhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photo I snap at suvy house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsbSizOGYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9Y9HMuyw3CY/s1600-h/PA310034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsbSizOGYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9Y9HMuyw3CY/s320/PA310034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hidayat pose number 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsbS7NDJ3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/D6cXALImRjA/s1600-h/PA310035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsbS7NDJ3I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/D6cXALImRjA/s320/PA310035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just look at the way rachel drink.Very passionate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsbTpJbgFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/my8QFKg0fh4/s1600-h/PA310038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsbTpJbgFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/my8QFKg0fh4/s320/PA310038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahahahha,she work it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsbUJLHDHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/pTPu-SB_J1g/s1600-h/PA310039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsbUJLHDHI/AAAAAAAAAZg/pTPu-SB_J1g/s320/PA310039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hidayat pose number 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsl920sfVI/AAAAAAAAAZo/CbIIB98LEzI/s1600-h/PA310040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsl920sfVI/AAAAAAAAAZo/CbIIB98LEzI/s320/PA310040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Classy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsl-CzN8CI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9FGGD6oQfag/s1600-h/PA310041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsl-CzN8CI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9FGGD6oQfag/s320/PA310041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsl-UeKqII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/0h027bkE3IY/s1600-h/PA310042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsl-UeKqII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/0h027bkE3IY/s320/PA310042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Hidayat pose number 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsl-t4A9bI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ndr-yk_fO_Q/s1600-h/PA310043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsl-t4A9bI/AAAAAAAAAaA/ndr-yk_fO_Q/s320/PA310043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Hidayat pose number 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsm2kWYYsI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ANkcuhNJoPA/s1600-h/PA310044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsm2kWYYsI/AAAAAAAAAaI/ANkcuhNJoPA/s320/PA310044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The one that makes me going crazy whenever she around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsm2xOq-2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/PGB1ru1_mHM/s1600-h/PA310047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsm2xOq-2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/PGB1ru1_mHM/s320/PA310047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsm3j0ICHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4vH3WZGddCU/s1600-h/PA310048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsm3j0ICHI/AAAAAAAAAaY/4vH3WZGddCU/s320/PA310048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We and the beautiful birthday girl.I forgot her name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7ypo0nlPI/AAAAAAAAAdA/_4kHJFX5Lpk/s1600-h/PA310046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7ypo0nlPI/AAAAAAAAAdA/_4kHJFX5Lpk/s320/PA310046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;why you look so sad suddenly yang?Am I that smelly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7yp_VGEaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yi5s8dRQRhw/s1600-h/PA310047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7yp_VGEaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/yi5s8dRQRhw/s320/PA310047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Okay,the balloon looks like hurmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7yqgFXKyI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/QIraAO2nNE0/s1600-h/PA310048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7yqgFXKyI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/QIraAO2nNE0/s320/PA310048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;IDK what I am looking at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7yqz4lNOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/tOQ1cdm_PUs/s1600-h/PA310049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7yqz4lNOI/AAAAAAAAAdY/tOQ1cdm_PUs/s320/PA310049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful birthday girl and Lola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7ysndVudI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6-QBrxsrdiY/s1600-h/PA310050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7ysndVudI/AAAAAAAAAdg/6-QBrxsrdiY/s320/PA310050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Lola and suvy and samy smelly feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7ytPqukkI/AAAAAAAAAdw/sjj6kSvxfD0/s1600-h/PA310052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7ytPqukkI/AAAAAAAAAdw/sjj6kSvxfD0/s320/PA310052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Suvy and hong tet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7ytaztUcI/AAAAAAAAAd4/U_bK3WStV6M/s1600-h/PA310054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7ytaztUcI/AAAAAAAAAd4/U_bK3WStV6M/s320/PA310054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Doesnt she remind you of your granny.Heheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7y_nWoItI/AAAAAAAAAeA/nypToIqQwPA/s1600-h/PA310056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7y_nWoItI/AAAAAAAAAeA/nypToIqQwPA/s320/PA310056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Awwwwwwwwwww!Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7zAcqbLnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/8V1utJD8Yew/s1600-h/PA310057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7zAcqbLnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/8V1utJD8Yew/s320/PA310057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Afiqah and suvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7zA3E1IMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/H1OaKKZQaDo/s1600-h/PA310058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7zA3E1IMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/H1OaKKZQaDo/s320/PA310058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Afiqah and suvy and the entreframer hont tet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7zBT-skYI/AAAAAAAAAeY/tyhxXRNisu0/s1600-h/PA310059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQ7zBT-skYI/AAAAAAAAAeY/tyhxXRNisu0/s320/PA310059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Me and the beautiful suvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsqZ3o3SQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/DqAdNECslDY/s1600-h/PA310060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsqZ3o3SQI/AAAAAAAAAbg/DqAdNECslDY/s320/PA310060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Seriously,I wanted to snap his face but he ask me to snap his handphone.=.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsqaXSQS4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/DxdaIktdyZw/s1600-h/PA310061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsqaXSQS4I/AAAAAAAAAbo/DxdaIktdyZw/s320/PA310061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this because it was candid.I love candid picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsqa75IL-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/FTufGKNECpk/s1600-h/PA310062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsqa75IL-I/AAAAAAAAAbw/FTufGKNECpk/s320/PA310062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are ready to dance!Hak3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsqbZB_kbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/-H4uhWg_NQ0/s1600-h/PA310063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsqbZB_kbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/-H4uhWg_NQ0/s320/PA310063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That guy in the green shirt so shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update it.My computer have a little bit problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQsbSizOGYI/AAAAAAAAAZI/9Y9HMuyw3CY/s72-c/PA310034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-4684367109459956518</id><published>2008-10-27T10:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:58:56.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a superb crazy time with my cousin yestenight.We were playing with webcam and Yes,we are so insane yesternight!I am so happy.We were dancing and making faces.Hak3.Tiada kerja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I only can show you a bit only la because I am so lazy to upload it.Haahhaa and some of you dont even bother about it.Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUyyqejMbI/AAAAAAAAAZA/D99Qqx6Hb30/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUyyqejMbI/AAAAAAAAAZA/D99Qqx6Hb30/s320/Snapshot_20081027_45.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261667585629565362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look like she want to beranak already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUyDx_xxXI/AAAAAAAAAY4/0SUX90qOA-I/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUyDx_xxXI/AAAAAAAAAY4/0SUX90qOA-I/s320/Snapshot_20081027_63.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666780194129266" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;Trying to be sexy.Poutie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUyDk8drQI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DqHVTBvSWMo/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUyDk8drQI/AAAAAAAAAYo/DqHVTBvSWMo/s320/Snapshot_20081027_53.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666776690568450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUyDqpHR7I/AAAAAAAAAYg/DCFoVfAwNkk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUyDqpHR7I/AAAAAAAAAYg/DCFoVfAwNkk/s320/Snapshot_20081027_62.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666778220021682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUxcFX2XFI/AAAAAAAAAYY/BMbst-QSNdc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_61.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUxcFX2XFI/AAAAAAAAAYY/BMbst-QSNdc/s320/Snapshot_20081027_61.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666098200599634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUxazlbPpI/AAAAAAAAAYA/nMfWdTiS-mk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUxazlbPpI/AAAAAAAAAYA/nMfWdTiS-mk/s320/Snapshot_20081027_51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666076245835410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUxaaFZymI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4qwaA4uHNRQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUxaaFZymI/AAAAAAAAAX4/4qwaA4uHNRQ/s320/Snapshot_20081027_66.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261666069400636002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvXIp6JrI/AAAAAAAAAXw/hNkmuiMKYx8/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvXIp6JrI/AAAAAAAAAXw/hNkmuiMKYx8/s320/Snapshot_20081027_41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663814159050418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvXOwlzfI/AAAAAAAAAXo/iQAIlq7Vsfs/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvXOwlzfI/AAAAAAAAAXo/iQAIlq7Vsfs/s320/Snapshot_20081027_38.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663815797689842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvW_vwW3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/jmpEUB7OLvc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvW_vwW3I/AAAAAAAAAXg/jmpEUB7OLvc/s320/Snapshot_20081027_44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663811767655282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She force me to do it.Hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvWnTMOwI/AAAAAAAAAXY/v1q7FbGzMnk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvWnTMOwI/AAAAAAAAAXY/v1q7FbGzMnk/s320/Snapshot_20081027_42.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663805205396226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BIG hole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvWI0pHnI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hHiYPsk3B10/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUvWI0pHnI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/hHiYPsk3B10/s320/Snapshot_20081027_32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663797024202354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUurBAdx2I/AAAAAAAAAXI/4unCnQGol6Q/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUurBAdx2I/AAAAAAAAAXI/4unCnQGol6Q/s320/Snapshot_20081027_29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663056191932258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looks like mushroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuqxHsQRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/v3PtNWYYevY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuqxHsQRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/v3PtNWYYevY/s320/Snapshot_20081027_28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663051927273746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuqUcoGSI/AAAAAAAAAW4/08Fj1OjO-rE/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuqUcoGSI/AAAAAAAAAW4/08Fj1OjO-rE/s320/Snapshot_20081027_27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663044230453538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUup475b4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/UEBcfTeJBS4/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUup475b4I/AAAAAAAAAWw/UEBcfTeJBS4/s320/Snapshot_20081027_26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663036845420418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuptDzvUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/mfX0QtMWnFo/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuptDzvUI/AAAAAAAAAWo/mfX0QtMWnFo/s320/Snapshot_20081027_25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261663033657376066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuDX87qgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZCis0ksSbPg/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuDX87qgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZCis0ksSbPg/s320/Snapshot_20081027_24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261662375156361730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuDYuYWjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/-z4islrEafU/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuDYuYWjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/-z4islrEafU/s320/Snapshot_20081027_23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261662375363762738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuCqPcvaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/q5CEiU_s9XE/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuCqPcvaI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/q5CEiU_s9XE/s320/Snapshot_20081027_22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261662362885995938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuCYsjrMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/kz211qsgLmQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuCYsjrMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/kz211qsgLmQ/s320/Snapshot_20081027_21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261662358176246978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuCB0GQzI/AAAAAAAAAWA/vEXO41IL1_0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUuCB0GQzI/AAAAAAAAAWA/vEXO41IL1_0/s320/Snapshot_20081027_20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261662352033858354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtZdsAllI/AAAAAAAAAV4/u0o4EN_ri9s/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtZdsAllI/AAAAAAAAAV4/u0o4EN_ri9s/s320/Snapshot_20081027_19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661655141488210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtY4Km4GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/woBTYihElpQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtY4Km4GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/woBTYihElpQ/s320/Snapshot_20081027_18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661645069279330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtY5_-9oI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hi5AUdcQ1Gs/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtY5_-9oI/AAAAAAAAAVo/hi5AUdcQ1Gs/s320/Snapshot_20081027_17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661645561591426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtYuqtVVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/oZsxz0AGh98/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtYuqtVVI/AAAAAAAAAVg/oZsxz0AGh98/s320/Snapshot_20081027_16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661642519565650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtYSV_OcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/_2qwKEC2c0c/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUtYSV_OcI/AAAAAAAAAVY/_2qwKEC2c0c/s320/Snapshot_20081027_15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261661634916465090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsREcRzuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_gsIoasvobw/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsREcRzuI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_gsIoasvobw/s320/Snapshot_20081027_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261660411414040290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsRFlXa3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Svmk9VKmHcM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsRFlXa3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/Svmk9VKmHcM/s320/Snapshot_20081027_13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261660411720592242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsQzrbFUI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wP3Dkyn4efc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsQzrbFUI/AAAAAAAAAVA/wP3Dkyn4efc/s320/Snapshot_20081027_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261660406914159938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsQiZ9SMI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-OUyi6mlI18/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsQiZ9SMI/AAAAAAAAAU4/-OUyi6mlI18/s320/Snapshot_20081027_11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261660402277501122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsQCVrmkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vEANXgK3Hpw/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUsQCVrmkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vEANXgK3Hpw/s320/Snapshot_20081027_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261660393669630530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUrvLQkRuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0zGLMMuqZYM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUrvLQkRuI/AAAAAAAAAUo/0zGLMMuqZYM/s320/Snapshot_20081027_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261659829128414946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUruRU7MPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/zf0VfRKtc3I/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUruRU7MPI/AAAAAAAAAUg/zf0VfRKtc3I/s320/Snapshot_20081027_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261659813577437426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUrt-bzjDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/t82Ah94ZBEE/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUrt-bzjDI/AAAAAAAAAUY/t82Ah94ZBEE/s320/Snapshot_20081027_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261659808506022962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUrts3ZWuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fZwOO7gXzN8/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUrts3ZWuI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/fZwOO7gXzN8/s320/Snapshot_20081027_6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261659803789908706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUrtmt1sHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jn3XYxazXME/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUrtmt1sHI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jn3XYxazXME/s320/Snapshot_20081027_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261659802139209842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUqjD6FEzI/AAAAAAAAATw/0oExh2Uyrzc/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUqjD6FEzI/AAAAAAAAATw/0oExh2Uyrzc/s320/Snapshot_20081027_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261658521484989234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUqitiEy6I/AAAAAAAAATo/RZRNPqgn2To/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUqitiEy6I/AAAAAAAAATo/RZRNPqgn2To/s320/Snapshot_20081027_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261658515478727586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUqicg1RqI/AAAAAAAAATg/054Ksn5u4ec/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUqicg1RqI/AAAAAAAAATg/054Ksn5u4ec/s320/Snapshot_20081027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261658510910113442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUqkM4sPNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ssgKwtZHL8E/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081027_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUqkM4sPNI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ssgKwtZHL8E/s320/Snapshot_20081027_4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261658541074955474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is funny.Big head,small body.Bahahahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-4684367109459956518?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4684367109459956518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4684367109459956518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4684367109459956518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4684367109459956518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-superb-crazy-time-with-my-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SQUyyqejMbI/AAAAAAAAAZA/D99Qqx6Hb30/s72-c/Snapshot_20081027_45.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-386446920483445523</id><published>2008-10-25T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:03:13.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a secret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm a lesbian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So,who's volunteer to tell my mom about it since people love to bocorkan my secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll bet faiz  and the one who tell want!You both are nosy,arent you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nebby get a life la weih,mind your own business!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-386446920483445523?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/386446920483445523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=386446920483445523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/386446920483445523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/386446920483445523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-have-secret-im-lesbian-sowhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-2773681666404519423</id><published>2008-10-24T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:59:52.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today,I feel so happy and I hope that today is going to be the best day.But thing turn to sadness when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aisyah&lt;/span&gt; tell me that a guy name &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;faiz&lt;/span&gt; told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sasa&lt;/span&gt; that I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never imagines this thing will happened.I'm sad and worried.This thing is bothering until I cannot do my exam.I pretend like I am happy But when,I'm happy that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; mean I like the fact that now he know about it but actually I try to hide my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;worryness&lt;/span&gt; because I know maybe he is going to look at me or think of me in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;somekind&lt;/span&gt; of weird way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell the truth,I admit that I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;to like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ilyas&lt;/span&gt;.Le me repeat it again,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;used to like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now is a different story&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have move on and my feeling towards him has disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even before he in a relationship with my best friend,I have move on a bit but when I know he like my best friend,I've move on completely.Now,for me he is just my schoolmate and not more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is now my best friend boyfriend and I must say that I'm so happy that they are now girlfriend and boyfriend.I hope the best for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I hope when I'm move on is to not let Ilysa know that I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to be like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;some kind&lt;/span&gt; of "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;pengacau&lt;/span&gt;" in their relationship.I have better thing to do than to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pengacau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly today,things change and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; turn out the way I hope it be.I am so dissapointed and sad.I know that things happen for a reason but I cant wait for this to end.I just want to settle this thing and I can have my happy life back.But I dont know.I'm stuck and my brain is full of worryness.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could turn,to the time I like Ilyas,I would turn back,slap myself and tell myself this is just a big mistake.But it is too late now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ToAllah,give me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; to carry on and to face this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;.If I'm give up,help me Allah.Give me an idea how to settle this thing.I hope this thing end in good way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ilyas&lt;/span&gt;,to tell you the truth I am so happy that you are now my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bestie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;boyfie&lt;/span&gt;.Just to let you know,that I have move on.Since we are not friend,so I guess for me you are not more just a schoolmate.I hope you are happy in your life and lets pretend like this never happen.Okay.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who know,I cant believe you guys have to be that rude.I say that this is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;secret&lt;/span&gt; and a secret &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;shouldnt&lt;/span&gt; be told.And now people that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know,know about it.and that person even told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ilyas&lt;/span&gt; about it in front of his friend.I have dignity.I wont be flat out rude or curse you,but I hope that someday you will feel how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those,who has been in this kind of sitution,help me to solve it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-2773681666404519423?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2773681666404519423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=2773681666404519423' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/2773681666404519423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/2773681666404519423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-7102394073052082687</id><published>2008-10-10T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:10:49.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kena tag by miss yen sher leen.In class she said that I kena tag by her and I need to write 15 weird things about me.I thought she was saying 50 and I start to have this spinning star on my head."__".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was actually 15 onlyla.Haih,kena marah dgn my ayah because tuition supposed to finish at 5.30 but then I keluar tuition around 6 o'clock.It was add math time!What do you expect.One question takes me half an hour to finish it.Then,started to give up and just follow what teacher do in the white board.*Kuang.......kuang.....kuang.The subject is cicrcular measurement.I hate circle!&lt;br /&gt;Everything is round in shape!!!!!!!Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,I must say to write this "15 weird things about you" is hard for me because I dont know which one to pick since I am a weird and cuckoo kind of person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let stop this mumbling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go,I5 weird things about me*eh suddenly teringat lagu miley cyrus-7 things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I love to eat bread with sweet creamer and I also love it when my mom use the sweet creamer and write my name "alyaa" on the bread.Until now,I am still loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I dont like to eat using this orange plastic plate.*I think it is because this plate remind me of my cat plate and when I want to eat using this plate,it will remind me of my cat food.Is like I'm eating cat food.Hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;*I will put the picture if my mom still keep this plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Sometimes,When I'm in the mood to make jokes,I will sing some commercial song or cartoon song .Like today,I sing this London choco roll song and aiman said that I am sewel.*eh I thought it's supposed to be funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Usually the day before raya,I have this weird semangat of cleaning my messsy room.I wonder why...............................?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.I dont like guys eepecially asian guys that wear this colored contact lens.Those ordinary contact lense without colour is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.I am lazy to shampoo my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.I hate it when people ask about my rashes at the back of my palm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Sometimes,I forgot to zip my jeans!Ngeh3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.I get nervous when I saw my crush!I start to sweat like a pig and my heart start beating so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.I cant walk properly.My walk is very funny and that is why my mom and bro love to make fun of my walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.I look funny when I'm grinning especially in picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I love to do the robot dance and michael jackson "thriller" dance because I cannot dance softly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.I prefer wear my watch on my right hand.I feel uncomfortable wear my watch on my left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.I dont know why but I cannot read any novel nor story books without feeling sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.I'm scared if I cannot sleep.I remember when I was 9,I cant sleep and I cry.Hahaha.Weird heh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know who to tag.............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-7102394073052082687?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7102394073052082687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=7102394073052082687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7102394073052082687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7102394073052082687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/10/kena-tag-by-miss-yen-sher-leen.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-5544817849917040250</id><published>2008-10-07T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T20:39:23.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I never wanted to talk about this but this thing is bothering me right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now my mom complain something about my father and this is not the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She always complain about my father and sometimes I do feel pity towards my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth I've got a lot of thing in my mind that I need to care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really tell people about my problem because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want to burden or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;menyusahkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mereka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.So,I just keep it to myself and smile,laugh and enjoy my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have best friend and they the one who I trust but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want to tell them about my problem because they might think I love to complain.But I love when my friends tell me their problem because it is the sign that they actually believe in me and it makes me proud of myself.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;But away&lt;/span&gt;,I am sick of talking about this and lets talk about something else such as miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lydia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; new car.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,I love her car.It is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;beetle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Volkswagen&lt;/span&gt;.Looks the same like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Herbie&lt;/span&gt; but the colour is half &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;orange and&lt;/span&gt; white yellowish.She said that the car is her boyfriend.I know I will call my car my boyfriend too if I have one but now my boyfriend is my green &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ipod&lt;/span&gt; shuffle.I love my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;.It always accompany wherever I go.When I'm bored or sad it always makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOyoLtLiKQI/AAAAAAAAASM/j1JIvGcokkM/s1600-h/380343967_d36b437903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOyoLtLiKQI/AAAAAAAAASM/j1JIvGcokkM/s320/380343967_d36b437903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254759784294525186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I curi2 this picture from mr.Drustar*Idk him.Sorry yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When my parent talking about something which is very boring that is when my boyfriend play it roles to save me from listening to them.I am not trying to be rude but when I'm in the car I love looking outside and listen to music and not listening to them.Ngeh3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-5544817849917040250?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5544817849917040250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOyoLtLiKQI/AAAAAAAAASM/j1JIvGcokkM/s72-c/380343967_d36b437903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3522188054543582036</id><published>2008-10-06T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T19:15:05.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Play webcam before raya is............. great to reduce the boringness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha.Here is the picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOnxBRtAIxI/AAAAAAAAARk/EsnWnR-h1v8/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOnxBRtAIxI/AAAAAAAAARk/EsnWnR-h1v8/s320/Snapshot_20081002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253995444538712850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wth,I look like I was a bout to poop*teran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOnxBSV_uoI/AAAAAAAAARs/I2NRwQTJeEs/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081002_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOnxBSV_uoI/AAAAAAAAARs/I2NRwQTJeEs/s320/Snapshot_20081002_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253995444710652546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haih,nowadays technology can do everything even can make you twin that looks like you and wear the same t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOnxBi5a7-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/XEnAP6cq-Ho/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081002_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOnxBi5a7-I/AAAAAAAAAR0/XEnAP6cq-Ho/s320/Snapshot_20081002_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253995449154203618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good morning,my hair so serabai.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOnyXtEVUJI/AAAAAAAAASE/9tt3Z_S-wEA/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081002_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOnyXtEVUJI/AAAAAAAAASE/9tt3Z_S-wEA/s320/Snapshot_20081002_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253996929353076882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeng.....jeng...jeng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3522188054543582036?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3522188054543582036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=3522188054543582036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3522188054543582036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3522188054543582036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/10/play-webcam-before-raya-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOnxBRtAIxI/AAAAAAAAARk/EsnWnR-h1v8/s72-c/Snapshot_20081002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-169435559361115979</id><published>2008-10-05T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:28:07.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My name is alyaa and I am trying my best to get as close as I can with my cousin.Wanna know why?because I dont want them to think that I am so langsi or snobbish.Maybe I dont really talk to my cousin and it is actually becase I am so malu to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,I dont know why!Whenever I am with them is like my mouth have been glue with my saliva and it is hard for me to open it and my dumb-dumb cannot stop pumping.&lt;br /&gt;Sound weird,huh?I know but why should I do.It didntt happen when I was kid but after puberty I start to be so malu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe actually I dont what I want to talk to them.I always out of word with stranger or people that I seldom meet but with my friend I always have topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean is not like I am going to sit beside them and suddenly hug them like I usually do with my friend or ask them "hey,where you get your body from?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....I dont know&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I need to go to school.You know how it feel to go to school on the month of raya is like a pain in the ass.I hate it.I dont know why I hate my school so much and I dont know why I hate some of the people at my school so fucking and I am wondering wcthy did people love their school so much.I dont feel like going to school yesterday.So tired and I need rest.I dont really have a real rest last week and I feel like rubbish.I dont like wake up in the morning and breakfast and tomorrow I need to meet my history teacher who I hate so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owhhh,okay got to go.I need to go to sleep.I want to scream.................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-169435559361115979?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/169435559361115979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=169435559361115979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/169435559361115979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/169435559361115979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-name-is-alyaa-and-i-am-trying-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-4247052352438820060</id><published>2008-10-03T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:41:57.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Raya.............raya.....raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love raya&lt;br /&gt;First day was kinda bored at first but when all of my best friend(chinese) come to my house,my raya started to light up and I must say they all is very fun.So,whenever you feel bored just call 1-800-I-wanna-have-fun and they will make you go nuts.My mom also love them.She ask me to invite them next year and I said "of course".My cousin ask my aunty&lt;br /&gt;"alyaa tu pergi sekolah jenis cina ke?" and my aunt answer "mana ada tapi dia ada ramai kawan cina".Funny3! I have a lot of malay friend too but they cannot come that day because very busy visiting their relative house.*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day:I go to balik kampung.It was great but I am not that close with the relative on my father side.I dont know why but we use to be close when I was little.Sound very weird right?&lt;br /&gt;There this one kid throw small thing and it almost kena my eye.I got bad temper but I must control my temper and what can I do is to smile at the little kid.I almost want to strangle that little kid but because of his parent was there I just smile if not I will strangle him until he cannot breath.So annoying......&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why people hate kids it is because most of the kid is very annoying.Thanks god that the kid is not my cousin and we dont have any relationship.He is just some stranger to me.Hak3.&lt;br /&gt;Not to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poyo&lt;/span&gt; but most of my cousin they all  nice accept for one or two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third raya:go to my future sister in law at sabak bernam.Whenever I go there I will learn new thing and yesterday I learn how to make burung wak-wak trap.It was actually very easy to do the trap but for dumb people like me it is very hard.The trap is made by bamboo.This bird usually keluar at during dawn or sunset until night.Back in the time,if you want to catch the bird you need to make the burung wak-wak sound but now they only use the radio or maybe those small speaker.Nowadays is all about technology.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tangkap burung wak-wak pun guna &lt;/span&gt;technology&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.Hebat betul!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SObW_GODtlI/AAAAAAAAARc/lw9bx4GfrCc/s1600-h/2727029171_0f1bf57533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SObW_GODtlI/AAAAAAAAARc/lw9bx4GfrCc/s320/2727029171_0f1bf57533.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253122394863941202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture of burung wak-wak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My 1st raya raya would not be complete without me cam whoring with them.Bahahaha&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is some of the photo that I and tien hoong mei-mei or mey - mey take during the 1st raya.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY88fzQreI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bFAS4iYMkJo/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY88fzQreI/AAAAAAAAAP8/bFAS4iYMkJo/s320/39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252953025400581602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While playing truth or dare sze jing ask me this question&lt;br /&gt;Sze jing:If you were a lesbian,will you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;Me:Of course darling&lt;br /&gt;So,this picture is actually trying to show you guys how madly in love we are*Kenerd dont cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY-ueuUpsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BYsA5pkNzaI/s1600-h/hahaha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY-ueuUpsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BYsA5pkNzaI/s320/hahaha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252954983616521922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sher leen(makiyo) and samantha in tudung.It was all sher leen idea and they look good in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY88mfPFoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/VdX8tNQEN6c/s1600-h/ol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY88mfPFoI/AAAAAAAAAQM/VdX8tNQEN6c/s320/ol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252953027195639426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When all the chinese is wearing there this one malay girl that didn't wear any tudung.How bad.Just look at rachel(my groom).She was holding the tudung so that it wont kena her neck because she feel geli if the tudung touches her neck.Hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY88iUENUI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ffwIq4KyyHM/s1600-h/op.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY88iUENUI/AAAAAAAAAQU/ffwIq4KyyHM/s320/op.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252953026075047234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really love the photo but Sze jing look sad in this photo.Arhhhh,dont carela.I still love this photo...Ngeh3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY884HeYCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UFncEvuYQSk/s1600-h/PA010136.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOY884HeYCI/AAAAAAAAAQc/UFncEvuYQSk/s320/PA010136.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252953031927816226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was actually vania butt and this is her idea.She ask us to grab her butt .She is the one who volunteer.Ha...ha.....ha....hansab*kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZBsBrg5WI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1E5aY9l6ImA/s1600-h/PA010142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZBsBrg5WI/AAAAAAAAAQs/1E5aY9l6ImA/s320/PA010142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252958239995258210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture remind me of the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I kissed a girl&lt;/span&gt;!Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship or lust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZDMjvfCZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/wZzVHcsRDZk/s1600-h/PA010134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZDMjvfCZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/wZzVHcsRDZk/s320/PA010134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252959898406160786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahahaa,I touch samantha forehead.Sorry ya!I didnt mean too.But I really love to touch people fohead.*Bad habbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZDMzXKdGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ldTBxNhnErM/s1600-h/PA010143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZDMzXKdGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ldTBxNhnErM/s320/PA010143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252959902599115874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My groom....I love her and sze jing is showing us new style on how to wear tudung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZGT5Zc_KI/AAAAAAAAARM/5Bw1XmN7b3M/s1600-h/PA010139-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZGT5Zc_KI/AAAAAAAAARM/5Bw1XmN7b3M/s320/PA010139-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252963323013299362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love is in the air......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZGT5tcBfI/AAAAAAAAARU/u34ApuySZjg/s1600-h/PA010144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SOZGT5tcBfI/AAAAAAAAARU/u34ApuySZjg/s320/PA010144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252963323097122290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awwwww,love this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-4247052352438820060?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4247052352438820060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4247052352438820060' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4247052352438820060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4247052352438820060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SObW_GODtlI/AAAAAAAAARc/lw9bx4GfrCc/s72-c/2727029171_0f1bf57533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-2247938438304797417</id><published>2008-09-29T08:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T08:50:54.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; will be raya day.Oh boy,so excited.I have to admit I am the excited one in my family.Next year,will be great because all of my family kena bagi duit raya to me.Hak3.This year everyone accept for my 2nd brother but next year he also need to give.Gahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,I am a bit sad because most of my friend they all balik kampung.So,only me alone belum balik kampung.I'm going to balik kampung on the 2nd day of raya.Hehehhe.Not so excitedla because there's nobody accept for some relatives because my grandma and grandpa have past away, T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurmmmm,I cant wait for my Best friend to come to my house.I hope they didnt get lost or stuck somewhere.Hehehehe.I would like to advice you guys to keep your stomach empty(that is what my mother said)or else you cant enjoy the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayla,I have nothing to say actually.Just mumbling here to waste my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-2247938438304797417?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2247938438304797417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=2247938438304797417' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/2247938438304797417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/2247938438304797417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-wednesday-will-be-raya-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-8055856594242655823</id><published>2008-09-26T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:33:32.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeahhhhhhhhhhh*shouting like a crazy woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy because of the school holiday and raya is around the corner.*ngeh3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear my heart pumping so fast because I am so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling of bagun pagi raya because it makes me feel so peaceful and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I come down from the stairs,I can hear my mom periuk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tang.....ting....tung....&lt;/span&gt; and I'll go to the kitchen with my sleepy face look at the dishes.The wake me up better than the alarm clock.Hehehe.I love to eat.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,I will do my duty to put the kuih inside the jar and eat a bit without brushing my teeth.*I know it sound disgusting but that one of my bad habbit that I cant buang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I want to write more but I am so lazy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is a bit different for me because sher leen,samantha,tien hoong,sze jing,rachel and suvitha will come to my house.*So excited.&lt;br /&gt;Want to see their reaction when they eat the lontong,rendang,ketupat,lemang,sambal sotong and sambal kacang.Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,is a good day for me.No homework.*phewhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also receive raya card from my darling suk koon and my cheerful friend,aina....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNz_tmqay6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/XuOYtinv7xQ/s1600-h/raya.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNz_tmqay6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/XuOYtinv7xQ/s320/raya.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250352424544816034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suk koon card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whether you can read it or not but the word is very sweet.She call me honey!*so excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,I receive raya card from my bestie afiqah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SN0AY4NWdCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/6Thm7sJyUNY/s1600-h/pil.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SN0AY4NWdCI/AAAAAAAAAP0/6Thm7sJyUNY/s320/pil.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250353167989109794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afiqah card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys.........................&lt;3333333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-8055856594242655823?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/8055856594242655823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=8055856594242655823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8055856594242655823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/8055856594242655823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/yeahhhhhhhhhhhshouting-like-creay-woman.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNz_tmqay6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/XuOYtinv7xQ/s72-c/raya.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-2407565332647268588</id><published>2008-09-22T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:17:44.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I probably shouldn't say this but it have been annoyed me like hell when I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,today during history class,I kena marah dgn cikgu yang sangat poyo and seriously I hate him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said I talk so much but actually Aina was marah me because I terambil kertas dia and I said sorry in a very slow tone but then suddenly this teacher looking at me and said I talk so much and keep looking at me like want to eat me.What is wrong with that teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always cakap anak murid dia bodohla and then lebih baik masuk kelas belakang.Apasal pulak?As a teacher you shouldn't say like this to your student.Yeah,I know you are not trying to be hypocrite but you take your unhypocrite manner way too far man......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can complain about you to JPWP but as a good girl I wont do that or else you tak dapat gaji nak beli baju raya. He teach us sejarah but keep on telling us about luar negara and keep on berlagak about him being here and there....Blerkkkkkkkkk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-2407565332647268588?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/2407565332647268588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=2407565332647268588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/2407565332647268588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/2407565332647268588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-probably-shouldnt-say-this-but-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-7276368310914680926</id><published>2008-09-20T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:21:51.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got flu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tak tahan you know especially when you are puasa.*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,I go to sungei wang to buy baju raya.Hehehhe.So funla.I go around the sungei wang to find something that I like.I dont know why but I'm a bit fassy today*woi,poyola.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najlaa was sms-ing me.She ask "ko dekat mana?" and I replied "sg.wang".Suddenly she call me and ask which floor am I.I said I am somewhere around watson.Then,I go around and around to find her and yeah, I saw this one girl with knitted snowcap.It was najlaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I langgar her and she was like 'Eh,mana kau tahu aku kat sini" and I said "ko punya suara tu kuat...." Hahahhaa.I am so bad.She ask me about her knitted snowcap and I said you look like you suffering from leukimea.I am so bad and I'm sorryla najlaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to her that I need to find something since I dont buy anything accept for jeans.I must say the salesboy at Romp are very langsi kinda typeoJust because I dont want to buy your jeans doesnt mean that you can make your annoying faces to me.Who are you?Hellooooo,I'm your customer,you should respect me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try the romp jeans and it so ugly.The jeans make me looks like a mushroom.Gahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;So,I ask my father to go to levi's store and jeng....jeng...jeng I finally found the type of jeans that I like,Straight cut baby!Hehehhehe.I do like skinny and bell bottom jeans but I prefer straight cute.*ngeh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jalan2 some more because I actually was looking for shoes but I have this phobia on buying shoes.I have &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG FEET.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that I ask when I enter the shoe store is the size.If the bigger size is 38 I will just say "oh,thank you!".If they say 40 I will try.hehehhee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead I finally found one jacket but half type of jacket.It is kinda nice to me.I ask the amoi to give me cheap2 price and she give me 60 because the original price is 69.90.So i buyla the jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enoughla talking about this thing or else suvitha will said "alyaa can you write something interesting in your blog".Hahahhahaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-7276368310914680926?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7276368310914680926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=7276368310914680926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7276368310914680926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7276368310914680926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-4990364577422628237</id><published>2008-09-19T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:55:22.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Freaking weirdla typing using this laptop.Since my computer got "heart attack" already and it need to need to be sent to the "hospital".God bless it!Hahahahha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So,I need to find another alternative by using my brother laptop.Hahahhaa.It feel so weird typing with this laptop.It is so thin and it annoys me.*I love to complain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The best thing about this laptop is it got webcam.Apa lagi,I playla with this webcam.So syok you know.*Poyo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNN96Tq-A3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/KHLwidruGr4/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247676431483143026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNN96Tq-A3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/KHLwidruGr4/s320/Snapshot_20080919.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blur face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNN96aeGsVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/r1b2jegoblU/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080919_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247676433308234066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNN96aeGsVI/AAAAAAAAAPU/r1b2jegoblU/s320/Snapshot_20080919_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to look cute.Blerghhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNN96oz2zUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jRbsB9MfFrk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20080919_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247676437157563714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNN96oz2zUI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jRbsB9MfFrk/s320/Snapshot_20080919_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247676436179416018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNN96lKpc9I/AAAAAAAAAPk/xWrhvpl2Ti4/s320/Snapshot_20080919_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was shock!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know what to say about this video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-303c9eac96bfd70a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D303c9eac96bfd70a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331231386%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D225902C8D17AC3E2B49421A74218C7D7EEFC5C4B.530807EB982E38445BAB7F2DC1C887E28FADFAA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D303c9eac96bfd70a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO15_ulCpmn1BDxDgtDBzrYsGVRQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D303c9eac96bfd70a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331231386%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D225902C8D17AC3E2B49421A74218C7D7EEFC5C4B.530807EB982E38445BAB7F2DC1C887E28FADFAA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D303c9eac96bfd70a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DO15_ulCpmn1BDxDgtDBzrYsGVRQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Okay,what you think about it? It is quite funny for me when I see my reaction in this video.Hahahhaa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-4990364577422628237?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/4990364577422628237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=4990364577422628237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4990364577422628237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/4990364577422628237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/fr-eakingweirdla-typing-using-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SNN96Tq-A3I/AAAAAAAAAPM/KHLwidruGr4/s72-c/Snapshot_20080919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3331618243091624257</id><published>2008-09-12T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T20:04:42.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so weird.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know but lately I keep on hearing the word "death".I told sarha about it and she said "aku rasa nenek aku dah nak meninggal!" and I pause for quite a while.Then I ask her why,she said "dia tu macam dah buang tabiat(insane)".I just laugh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why in the world this week I always heard the word death?I am scared.I dont know why.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih,dont carela.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This monday,will be 2 weeks for the muslim to fast.I'm so happy.I seriously cant wait for the raya to come.I miss raya song.I miss raya comercial and what I miss the most is "angpau lai-lai".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon,I take najlaa picture at the Persatuan pekak malaysia since it is so near our school.This photo is for her project.So,after school me and najaa go to this place and we wait until there is no car because we dont want them to think us as weird or insane people.Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,we wait and wait until all the car gone.So,we go to the place look for the signboard and yes,we've found the signboard.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,Come this one avanza and park at the signboard.He look at me and najlaa.We both cannot tahan but to laugh .I dont know what is running in that uncle mind but it must something that got to with the word "crazy".Gahahaaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atless,I manage to take 1 photo because after 1 shoot the uncle come.*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now....will update tomorrow.I'm going to sembahyang terawih now,sayonara!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3331618243091624257?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3331618243091624257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=3331618243091624257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3331618243091624257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3331618243091624257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-so-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-1610538718918567517</id><published>2008-09-05T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T18:08:01.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiyaaaa,so busy la during this fasting month.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hahahhahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Samantaha&lt;/span&gt; ask me since I tell her that I barely online during this fasting month and she ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha:Why you cannot online during this fasting month?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:I'm so busy during this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,this is my busiest month ever.I'm tired and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; get enough sleep since I need to wake up like 5 a.m to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sahur&lt;/span&gt;.After that,bathing and go to school.I can sleep after school but not on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; though,I need to go to tuition.*Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,need to help my mom to prepare for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;buka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;puasa&lt;/span&gt;.Then,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;buka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;puasa&lt;/span&gt;.Then,go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sembahyang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;terawih&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; 10.30.Arrive at home around 10.35.Then,makan a bit because I usually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;sikit&lt;/span&gt; during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;buka&lt;/span&gt; puasa.Hehehhehe.Then,ZzzzZzZZZZzZzZZZZzZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is good though because I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really feel hungry during this fasting month.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-1610538718918567517?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1610538718918567517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=1610538718918567517' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/1610538718918567517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/1610538718918567517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/09/woiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiso-busy-la-during.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6693969407279516348</id><published>2008-08-30T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T20:43:14.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a big fan of changmin from DBSK.So,today I found his sister picture.They do really look alike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLk_kM58o5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/59y5eZ34cp8/s1600-h/d09bca5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLk_kM58o5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/59y5eZ34cp8/s320/d09bca5a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240289532594398098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLk_keNEspI/AAAAAAAAAPE/c3VMhID-Cts/s1600-h/1168435282_b2b9f70557_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLk_keNEspI/AAAAAAAAAPE/c3VMhID-Cts/s320/1168435282_b2b9f70557_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240289537238020754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahha,changmin eye will go uneven when he smile but the sister doesn't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6693969407279516348?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6693969407279516348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=6693969407279516348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6693969407279516348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6693969407279516348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-big-fan-of-changmin-from-dbsk.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLk_kM58o5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/59y5eZ34cp8/s72-c/d09bca5a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-7034833311532418905</id><published>2008-08-30T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T20:17:30.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay,I guess this one is for sugar mama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now japan has new accessory call japan "geisha guys".*Smiling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that the geisha guy is very hot*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;duhh&lt;/span&gt;,of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think they like those female geisha that wear thick make up and look like ronal mcdonald.&lt;br /&gt;This guy is handsome,have a good sense of style and romantic.Haahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the customer is women accept if you are a gay.Those woman is actually a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;professional&lt;/span&gt; women,have good job and rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In night club,they look like normal couple.He flirts and pours champagne. She looks at him and laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; This isn't a date, though. It's business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the women pay for a man to lavish them with undivided attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the male geisha said "I give women things that men normally don't do, like complimenting their appearance,I make women happy. Women see us as one of their accessories, they like to wear nice things, so I try to look prettier for them all the time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess is true what they said,some of us dont even look for a relationship.We actually want man because we want to have fun and because we are sick of having fun with girls.Not for me though,I never get sick or bored when I have fun with my girls and I only want man that I can have fun with and not looking for relationship because I want to feel and see how the guy have fun.Sadly,I dont have guy friend that really fun to be with.Gahahaha*poyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This geisha earned a lot of money.One of the geisha earned more than $200,000 last year.Walawey.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer paid like almost $50,000 a night to have fun with this geisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The customer said "This is a gift for myself," she says. "It's the same as spending money on a trip or buying something."&lt;!--startclickprintexclude--&gt;&lt;span class="cnnEmbeddedMosLnk"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I grown up,I might be one of the customer.Hahahhahaa.*Joking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I cant say no if the male geisha looks like jun matsumoto*drooling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLk5hwHvJ3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/NRQwIHLKySM/s1600-h/cinemasquare_1207_03a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLk5hwHvJ3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/NRQwIHLKySM/s320/cinemasquare_1207_03a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240282893438101362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-7034833311532418905?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/7034833311532418905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=7034833311532418905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7034833311532418905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/7034833311532418905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/okayi-guess-this-one-is-for-sugar-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLk5hwHvJ3I/AAAAAAAAAOs/NRQwIHLKySM/s72-c/cinemasquare_1207_03a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-5960952678369717901</id><published>2008-08-29T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:26:23.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've found out something funny today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin display name is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sperm+ovum=you".Hahahahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cant stop laughing.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah,I saw this one video the tittle is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if your vagina fell out"=.=".Sound disgusting,I know!Hahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be a pervert sometimes!Hehehehhee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-5960952678369717901?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/5960952678369717901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=5960952678369717901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/5960952678369717901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/5960952678369717901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-found-out-something-funny-today-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6168668784173188658</id><published>2008-08-29T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:24:07.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like always,after turun dari bus I need to walk to my house.Quite far but I'm used to it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,While walking I saw this motor yang jual ice cream.I dont know how to describe it but I'll bet you have seen it.So,I saw a woman buy the ice cream for her daughter.I dont botherla.Then,after the mother and daughter walk away,I walk in front of the motocycle and the ice cream guy look at me.I smile at him.He keep looking at me.I'm getting scared and I keep on smiling.Suddenly he ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice cream guy:Adik,nak beli ice cream tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:BOLEHLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaa,I thought the ice cream guy want to belasah me.Hahahhahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,I paid for the ice cream and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SUDDENLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,I heard a woman shouting.So loud one!I thought the women want to tahan the ice cream guy.I dont carela.Keep on walking and I saw one guy in one shirt,ugly looking and short run in a kelam-kabut way.I just look at him and the guy cant even make an eye contact with me.I was like blur.And the guy jump into his friend motocycle.I just walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my mom out of the house.I ask her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Kenapa mak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom:Tadi yang budak tu nak curi kasut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:HAH,YE KE!*&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm so frust if not I'm sure will hit the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; guy head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,Whyla I'm so blur.Trust me,If I saw that guy outside,I am sure hit his head.I hate pencuri.They all cost nothing but trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And yeah,the woman that shouting is my mom.&lt;/span&gt;Hahahahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6168668784173188658?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6168668784173188658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6468898630305373512</id><published>2008-08-29T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:58:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My brother is so annoyed with me because he said I am become so obsessed with Dato' chong wei(He is Dato' now)*Grinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother:Mak,alyaakan dah tiba2 minat chong wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom:Biasala diakan,suka budak lelaki cina(I admit this is true but I dont like those "lala" or hansap one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother:Dekat document dia banyak gambar chong wei(Actually ada 5 picture of him but he tell my mom like I have 100 picture of him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:Biarla,jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See,He(my brother) is kaki report.That is why,I report about him to my mom also.Hahahahhaha.Actually,there are so many of changmin picture in my document but he never tell my mom pulak.*Weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing today is minyak day.Since me,lola and afiqah kena minyak dekat our punya uniform.Hahaha.Best friendla katakan.Eleh,poyola(samantha love this word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our school have this ambang merdeka,so like always the last acara will be nyanyian lagu patriotik ramai-ramai.I must admit I sing in a very semangat way.If only you could hear me sing.I dont know bu I think najlaa just pretend like she didn't hear me since my voice sound very tak sedap.Hahahaaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part,amira caunght me singing so loud and she was like laughing.I am laughing too and tell her that I am very patriotic person(poyo......!).I dont know why but I feel relieve after singing or should I call shouting.Its like "I  have kill the person I hate"kinda feel.Oh boy,I have find another way how to release stress!Hehehehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6468898630305373512?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6468898630305373512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=6468898630305373512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6468898630305373512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6468898630305373512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-brother-is-so-annoyed-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-83098328890774186</id><published>2008-08-26T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:05:19.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lola was telling me that she dont think that Jonas brother is hot in burnin' up because she said joe look hot in SOS and not in burnin' up video.I cant say anything but to laugh because she wont listen to me and started to become so annoying.Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that I laugh so loud in the cinema.Hehehehe,Yes,I admit.I dont know but I love to laugh out loud.I dont know how to laugh in a very quite way.I dont know how to laugh like those girl put their hand over the mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLP6oVrTcJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/h8WjEXkujGs/s1600-h/42-15881155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLP6oVrTcJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/h8WjEXkujGs/s320/42-15881155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238806362482503826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how usually girl laugh because my future sister in law she is laughing like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and this how I laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLP68_XXV1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/Gd-xxlAVI7o/s1600-h/laughter-funny-cat-laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLP68_XXV1I/AAAAAAAAAOk/Gd-xxlAVI7o/s320/laughter-funny-cat-laugh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238806717270546258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This how I laugh!Ngeh3&lt;br /&gt;Mouth open wide and eyes get very small or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sepet&lt;br /&gt;The cat at the back is  expressionless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLP6oVVBJEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/B_CnK7kJ9d4/s1600-h/BudLaughWeb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLP6oVVBJEI/AAAAAAAAAOc/B_CnK7kJ9d4/s320/BudLaughWeb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238806362389029954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I get so excited,this is how I laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-83098328890774186?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/83098328890774186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=83098328890774186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/83098328890774186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/83098328890774186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/lola-was-telling-me-that-she-dont-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SLP6oVrTcJI/AAAAAAAAAOU/h8WjEXkujGs/s72-c/42-15881155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6897393598236964572</id><published>2008-08-23T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T14:53:11.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I dont want to go to school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pull stop!~&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/4108990179456943068-6897393598236964572?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6897393598236964572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=6897393598236964572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6897393598236964572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6897393598236964572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-want-to-go-to-school-pull-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-8596591549695229035</id><published>2008-08-22T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T21:16:13.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joe,kevin and Nick..............I...............Love........you&lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with the jonas brother.They look hot in the burnin up video.I almost fell from the chair.&lt;br /&gt;*drools*&lt;br /&gt;I dont think they are that hot until I listen and watch the burnin' up song.I mean S.O.S or when you look me in the eyes not really showing their hotness.I must say this burnin' up is really burn me up.Gahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on listen to that song now and seriouly I'm crazy about them.They might say kevin is not that hot but for me he is so hot.Compare to the one at my school he is triple hotter than them.*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1TAe2zE-6Ys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1TAe2zE-6Ys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in loveeeeeeee.Lalalalala and yeah they are so nice.They allow their bodyguard to sing with them.I mean the rap part is their bodyguard.Tell me which singer have done that?None right!But they are nice and cute!Haih&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-8596591549695229035?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6585350448383017484</id><published>2008-08-21T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:08:51.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here I am blogging and seriously I feel a lot better now than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "thing" that happen to me that have been bothering my mind for quite a few days is actually thought me something.I believe that god is actually trying to show me something and seriously I dont know what is it.Maybe I will tell if I've seen or feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess,I need to concentrate more in my study than this whole love thingy because the love or crush thing between me and someone never really works.So,It is the sign that I'm not ready for any relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was standard 5,there this boy which 1 year older and yeah he is my boyfriend.But our relationship was like suddenly "hilang" after he has finish standard 6 and going to middle school.and I'm still stuck in "sekolah rendah".I dont care about he get out of the school because I'm only 11.For me,relationship is like friendship.So,I dont really care.Event hough during raya,I send him card but he did not reply.I'm not hurt by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you ask me now,I am hurt.Hahahahha.let bygone be bygone.The pass is already begin,just look forward and ready for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,I'm not ready for any relationship even though I feel that I am ready but god is trying to prove me that I am not.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6585350448383017484?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6634267377459741995</id><published>2008-08-20T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:43:21.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahahaha,I dont know what is going to happen when I go to school.I dont feel right.I just feel like going somewhere else.I hope aisyah stop calling me "the name' because between me and him is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy but bored during this school holiday.I need more time to clear my mind since it have been polluted with so many thing.I need spa.Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.I'm bored.Dont know what to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6634267377459741995?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6634267377459741995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=6634267377459741995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6634267377459741995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6634267377459741995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey2its-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3907891475691608573</id><published>2008-08-19T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:06:04.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My girl,Lola and Sam have been given me advice about this crush thing.I must say I'm so touch by their advice that makes me think that friendship is important than boys.*duhhhhhhh.Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you Lola and sam!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lola's advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i used to like someone very much until at one point i feel like a psycho..i stalked his page everyday,,trying to get his attension,but it was hopeless..and then i try to get over him..delete anything that related to him...and act as if i never knew him..do anything fun to avoid myself remember and feeling sad bout him..and it works.! eventually,u'll forget bout him.dont listen to sad pathetic love songs,ok! hehehe.. ^__^"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKrEOMCYBxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/O3Aso_-crG0/s1600-h/m136005893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKrEOMCYBxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/O3Aso_-crG0/s320/m136005893.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236213264800024338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samantha's advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"well, loving a person ain't a sin.. your love for him will eventually fade off whenever you are bored of him or in few more months.. but try not to not-love him.. don't force yourself to stop cause it'll make you even desperate.. desperate as in to love him more.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmmm.. now i know how obsessed you are over him! will give you advises when you need it alyaa!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;btw..love is truly blind.. wear glasses also cannot solve the blindness.. haha! love you alyaa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKrEOLwRUsI/AAAAAAAAANs/Y0q2Cb0rOwQ/s1600-h/DSC07582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKrEOLwRUsI/AAAAAAAAANs/Y0q2Cb0rOwQ/s320/DSC07582.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236213264724087490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont forget the advice that you girl give to me.It means a lot to me.Thank you very much.I'm feeling a lot better now.Hehehehhe&lt;33333333333333333333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3907891475691608573?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3907891475691608573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=3907891475691608573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3907891475691608573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3907891475691608573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-girl-have-been-given-me-advice-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKrEOMCYBxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/O3Aso_-crG0/s72-c/m136005893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-1413566373635372982</id><published>2008-08-18T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:55:39.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; loose to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt; last night.I was a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; but I'm happy at least he get silver and RM300,000.I dont know but suddenly I have a crush on chong wei.He looks handsome while playing badminton.I was about to drools but I control myself.Hehehhee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKlmMu1HwgI/AAAAAAAAANE/ovtY1h9ViLE/s1600-h/091807_lee_chong_wei2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKlmMu1HwgI/AAAAAAAAANE/ovtY1h9ViLE/s320/091807_lee_chong_wei2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235828410710213122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKlmM6Ee9oI/AAAAAAAAANU/i2UGLYC9rd0/s1600-h/Lee_Chong_Wei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKlmM6Ee9oI/AAAAAAAAANU/i2UGLYC9rd0/s320/Lee_Chong_Wei.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235828413727438466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know he smile like dave ming chan but in a cute way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKlnErDvvHI/AAAAAAAAANk/eru3iRssXxY/s1600-h/DSC_0574a-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKlnErDvvHI/AAAAAAAAANk/eru3iRssXxY/s320/DSC_0574a-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235829371770485874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a happy couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKlms8otZRI/AAAAAAAAANc/N5Mu0Nh6QsI/s1600-h/Chong+Wei2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKlms8otZRI/AAAAAAAAANc/N5Mu0Nh6QsI/s320/Chong+Wei2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235828964172064018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks serious but cute at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes,I think I'm in love with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-1413566373635372982?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1413566373635372982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=1413566373635372982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/1413566373635372982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/1413566373635372982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/chong-wei-loose-to-lin-dan-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SKlmMu1HwgI/AAAAAAAAANE/ovtY1h9ViLE/s72-c/091807_lee_chong_wei2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3887158690539081435</id><published>2008-08-17T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T20:43:30.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SURVEY EVERYBODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Is it cute when guys kiss you on your forehead?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,It is really cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poofy&lt;/span&gt; dress or a short party dress?&lt;br /&gt;Party dress,I look ugly in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;poofy&lt;/span&gt; dress.Look like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;poodle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if you received a long love letter?&lt;br /&gt;I wont and maybe because I never receive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Group dates or single dates?&lt;br /&gt;Single date.Group date so bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you hate it when guys act different around their friends?&lt;br /&gt;Owhhhh,yeah I'm allergic to this type of guy.What a great prentender!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Are diamonds a girl’s best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Of course darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Is your hair up or down today?&lt;br /&gt;down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you straighten your hair?&lt;br /&gt;Yes because I dont like my curly hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite mascara?&lt;br /&gt;Maybelline XXX volume +length mascara.Hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you get your nails done?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.I will when I grown up.Now cannot because the prefect will tahan for having a nice nail.Talk about jealousy.Hehhehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Small or large purses?&lt;br /&gt;Small purse so classy and young and large purse is so "mummy like"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. In your purse, what are your must haves?&lt;br /&gt;Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Jeans or sweats?&lt;br /&gt;jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you wear clothes/shoes/jewelry that’s uncomfortable?&lt;br /&gt;Why should I!I will look more ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you text message a lot?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What would you do if you got pregnant?&lt;br /&gt;I would be shock and I will be watching juno movie for over a hundred time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What’s your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;black,white,soft pink,soft purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Heels or flats?&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wear heels.So flat for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Did you ever cry during a romantic movie?&lt;br /&gt;OMG,when I watch I'm sorry I love I cry like I'm the one in the movie.Until my eye get really sore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you ever leave the house without make-up on?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; or Target?&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Tesco.*wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you wear collared shirts?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and I think I look good on it.*perasan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you like preppy boys?&lt;br /&gt;Hell no,they suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you think lip gloss is the best!?&lt;br /&gt;owhhhh,yeah.My cousin loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you own any big sunglasses?&lt;br /&gt;nope,I look ugly wearing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;half an hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you like to wear band-aids?&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you like skater boys?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,they cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you often wish there was something you could change?&lt;br /&gt;Right now,Yes I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Gold or silver?&lt;br /&gt;silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you like to receive flowers?&lt;br /&gt;hehehhee,of course but not to often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you like surfer boys?&lt;br /&gt;Wuhhhoo,their body is to die for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you dress up for the holidays?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha,of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Do you like to wear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dresseses&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,It makes me look tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. On a scale of 1-10 how much do guys confuse you?&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. In the last 48 hours have you hung out with a guy?&lt;br /&gt;with my cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Would you date a guy shorter than you?&lt;br /&gt;ewwwwwwwwww,no way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Do you like to hold hands?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What is the youngest you would date?&lt;br /&gt;I never date anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What is the oldest you would date?&lt;br /&gt;Inever date anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What do you notice when you first meet a guy?&lt;br /&gt;Their face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Is it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt; when guys sweat?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What is the best feature in a guy?&lt;br /&gt;eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you like making eye contact?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Would you kill for chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,yes,yes........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Did you ever spend all day/night getting pretty for a guy?&lt;br /&gt;Never,I love to look ugly in front of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. On a scale from 1-10 how fun is shopping?&lt;br /&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you freak out if you miss your favorite show?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you yell a lot?&lt;br /&gt;yeah baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you wear sweatpants/pajamas to school/work?&lt;br /&gt;Never,I will kena tahan with my discipline teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Have you ever dressed unlike yourself to impress a guy?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you write a lot of mushy love poems?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha,wtf!never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. What makeup could you not live w/ out?&lt;br /&gt;eyeliner,blusher,mascare and concealer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you fall in love easily?&lt;br /&gt;a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you have cramps?&lt;br /&gt;Yes,I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Do you think you have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bestest&lt;/span&gt; friend ever?&lt;br /&gt;Yessssss and they all so nice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3887158690539081435?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3887158690539081435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=3887158690539081435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3887158690539081435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3887158690539081435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-3311214374042055786</id><published>2008-08-15T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T18:34:34.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I finally know who mr.sasa like.Hurmmm,I wont tell who but that girl is pretty and I like her because she is so nice.That girl,feel guilty towards me because I was the one who like him and not her.Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is okay girl.It find with me.I dont own him.It his right to like or in love with someone else.Ngeh3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl,I hope you dont tell him I like him.Okies.I will die if he know.Hahahaha.I dont want to push him to like him because I've been in that situation where this boy force me to like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be not over him yet but my feeling towards him is start to fade away already.Hehehehe.Peace yo!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="font-family:arial, verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It takes a minute to like someone, and hour  to love someone, but to forget someone takes a life time.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-3311214374042055786?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/3311214374042055786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=3311214374042055786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3311214374042055786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/3311214374042055786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-i-finally-know-who-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-6676845172063405020</id><published>2008-08-09T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T18:41:48.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love taking photo.When I see something very amazing to my eyes,I will on my camera and I will snap2 until my dad become very annoyed with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is some of the photo that I take:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e-rbjlhI/AAAAAAAAAME/Z_kKp-FSb5I/s1600-h/llllul.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e-rbjlhI/AAAAAAAAAME/Z_kKp-FSb5I/s320/llllul.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232513141721765394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Penang.Wuhoooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e-2R621I/AAAAAAAAAMM/SvT_wQfthfM/s1600-h/P4260025.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e-2R621I/AAAAAAAAAMM/SvT_wQfthfM/s320/P4260025.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232513144634137426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I take this while I'm on my way home after send my parent to the airport!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e-7WewkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ibGYczsU3Ow/s1600-h/P6010039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e-7WewkI/AAAAAAAAAMU/ibGYczsU3Ow/s320/P6010039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232513145995444802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This one is actually a paddy leave not grass and the butterfly is my model.Hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e_AK-wOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PhovXYBV228/s1600-h/PC160007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e_AK-wOI/AAAAAAAAAMc/PhovXYBV228/s320/PC160007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232513147289387234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so bored so I decide to take picture of my brother amplifier.Hehehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e_C9ShPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EOoauJIBohg/s1600-h/P7020083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e_C9ShPI/AAAAAAAAAMk/EOoauJIBohg/s320/P7020083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232513148037268722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;View from my room and the moon is very nice.In reality it is way nicer than this.I'm not a profesional and I dont know how to make it the picture look so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2gLY0bZ2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ccLIPa9yWyM/s1600-h/P5240013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2gLY0bZ2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ccLIPa9yWyM/s320/P5240013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232514459575740258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Main ambil sahaja yang ini but it turn out to be nice.For me......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2gLs-si_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/BqZAqx4MNw0/s1600-h/P6010017.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2gLs-si_I/AAAAAAAAAM0/BqZAqx4MNw0/s320/P6010017.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232514464987515890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brother is kacau-ing my cousin which I love to bully.This girl is so syiok to bully.Hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2gLmQzc7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/IHnAG7hXDAc/s1600-h/P6010019.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2gLmQzc7I/AAAAAAAAAM8/IHnAG7hXDAc/s320/P6010019.bmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232514463184417714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another bully-ing picture.This one is that girl little brother.He is so funny and he is so hyper active!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-6676845172063405020?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/6676845172063405020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=6676845172063405020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6676845172063405020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4108990179456943068/posts/default/6676845172063405020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-taking-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Alyaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06229426798445291827</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/TCC_zKviKtI/AAAAAAAAAus/GllARyJJvwI/S220/laala+061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-AB9dikvDWg/SJ2e-rbjlhI/AAAAAAAAAME/Z_kKp-FSb5I/s72-c/llllul.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4108990179456943068.post-1441770904757343916</id><published>2008-08-06T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:10:43.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hurmmmm&lt;/span&gt;,what can I say my secret is now "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bocor&lt;/span&gt;" already.Used to be only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lola&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sher&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;leen&lt;/span&gt; know my secret but now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yilin&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;samantha&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;syiqeen&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aisyah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;suvitha&lt;/span&gt;.God,this girls knows my secret already and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;aisyah&lt;/span&gt; cant stop calling me "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;sasa&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;sasa&lt;/span&gt; and he was at the back when I and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;najlaa&lt;/span&gt; were going to canteen.So,I am so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;gabra&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;najlaa&lt;/span&gt; was like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;kacau&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; me.Only god knows how anxious am I that time.I swear I sweat like a pig.*Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;nooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Najlaa&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tengok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;tu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;usha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;slek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;je&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dekat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;engkau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:ye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;najlaa&lt;/span&gt;:yup,maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;tahu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;engkau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;suka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;kot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;pela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;najlaa&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;eleh&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;yela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;biarla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;tahu&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Nanti&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; pun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;usha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;slek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;dekat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;jugak&lt;/span&gt;*See I sound really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;berlagak&lt;/span&gt; but actually I want to cover my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;worryness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;najlaa:yela tu.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,boy!Maybe he know that I like him already.What should I do?What he actually think when he look at me?Is he think that I am so perasan?*sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whateverla tomorrow is going to be a new day and I am going to be stronger than  yesterday!*singing britney-stronger song.Heheheehe:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4108990179456943068-1441770904757343916?l=ariaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ariaac.blogspot.com/feeds/1441770904757343916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4108990179456943068&amp;postID=1441770904757343916' title='2 Comments'/><lin
