<?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-1667679616874827167</id><updated>2012-01-30T22:14:48.280+08:00</updated><category term='emo'/><category term='h0pE'/><category term='eDuCaTioN'/><category term='ape2 ntah'/><category term='LiFe'/><category term='frEns'/><category term='masam manis'/><category term='m0viE'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='FooD'/><category term='soul'/><category term='feelings'/><title type='text'>~ c0nFeSSi0n Fr0m LoCkHeArT ~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-2723952185096258856</id><published>2012-01-18T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T01:45:40.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ He sMoKes Cigarettes ~</title><content type='html'>hari ini saya lepak dengan kawan-kawan sebelum mereka pulang ke kampung halaman masing-masing. sort of girls' day out. kami tengok movie 'shelock holmes', kami shopping sehelai baju, kami lepak, kami makan, dan...kami makan. end of the activities of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2632/3712386808_5f16bf3fd0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2632/3712386808_5f16bf3fd0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlight pada hari ini adalah beberapa orang lelaki. quite good looking, all of them. sempat lagi kan. dah alang-alang meja bersebelahan. usha jea. sedang ktorang bgossip, ktorg terdengar topik perbualan lelaki-lelaki tersebut.haaa.multi- tasking betul ktorang. basic point of the cnversation goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy 1: aku nak tanya korang, apa 2 perkara yang boleh buat korang tak senang duduk klo takde?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy 2: klo aku, bb and rokok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy 3: soalan apa laaa nie. aku, kereta and rokok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy 4: haha. aku rs korang tau ape kelemahan aku kot. rokok n call dr awek aku. klo xdpt call dr awek aku, aku rs cm plik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ala.sweet *ke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla.bla.bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the cnversation: most of the guys will be miserable without rokok? some will say that they want to look cool. some will say that smoking releases tension. some smokes to feel warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most will think it's hard to stop smoking or they cannot stop smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever tried to stop?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-2723952185096258856?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/2723952185096258856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=2723952185096258856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2723952185096258856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2723952185096258856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2012/01/he-smokes-cigarettes.html' title='~ He sMoKes Cigarettes ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7455510028469115123</id><published>2011-12-24T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T01:38:00.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>" I LOVE HER "</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zReghB9jG50/TvS0sRLiiuI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RIkDgKwUlKE/s1600/stock-illustration-9406003-father-and-daughter-doodle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="259" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zReghB9jG50/TvS0sRLiiuI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RIkDgKwUlKE/s320/stock-illustration-9406003-father-and-daughter-doodle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, Bella Gilbert brought her boyfriend, Edward to her family dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while Bella was helping her mother in the kitchen, Edward was left with Mr. Gilbert to do the barbecue. Edward was very nervous and trying very hard to bring up comfortable conversation with Mr. Gilbert. but after a moment of silent, Edward was awakened with a conversation that he will never forget. only with a simple question, a sincere answer &amp;nbsp;and lead to a meaningful outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Gilbert: do you love my daughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edward: Yes Sir, with all my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Gilbert: Good. then you should always remember that during your hard time with her. always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People says mothers are much more connected with their children.&lt;br /&gt;but, I guess fathers also have their own instinct. even they&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; rarely&lt;/span&gt; show in front of the children.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe never shown at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, I think that is rather sweet and charming sides of you, dear fathers &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7455510028469115123?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7455510028469115123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7455510028469115123&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7455510028469115123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7455510028469115123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-love-her.html' title='&quot; I LOVE HER &quot;'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zReghB9jG50/TvS0sRLiiuI/AAAAAAAAAX0/RIkDgKwUlKE/s72-c/stock-illustration-9406003-father-and-daughter-doodle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7936314919324726573</id><published>2011-12-11T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T14:43:36.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ MiRRoR tEsT ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I am a big believer in the "mirror test".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;All that matter is if you can look in the mirror and honestly tell the person you see there, that you've done your best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;my career life has give me new challenge that there is time when I feel to give up. undeniably, I realize w&lt;/span&gt;e have had our ups and downs but that is what makes us&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;different.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;Even though you may want to move forward in your life, there always something holding you back. In order to be free, we must learn how to let go. Release the hurt. Release the fear. Refuse to entertain your old pain. The energy it takes to hang onto the past is holding you back from a new life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;After all, we survived, we're still here. That is when&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;you know nothing can actually break you apart, it just makes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;you stronger and I honestly would not have it any other way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;for now, I'm learning to be free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; margin-right: 0.9pt; margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"&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/1667679616874827167-7936314919324726573?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7936314919324726573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7936314919324726573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7936314919324726573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7936314919324726573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/12/mirror-test.html' title='~ MiRRoR tEsT ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-1737188241316730945</id><published>2011-11-01T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T00:26:44.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ when LoVeRs become StRaNgeRs ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/EqWLpTKBFcU/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqWLpTKBFcU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EqWLpTKBFcU&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am currently listening to Coldplay songs. the songs always sooth me. like you're surrounded by the beauty of nature and there's nothing to bother you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that if you're going to cry, you can recite the colour of things to make it stop. green tree, yellow skirt, blue sky, blue jeans, blue eyes. it may work sometime, but not all the time. how I miss to talk to someone. it's amazing, some people, they just say these small little things, one sentence and it changes the way you fell about them in an instant. small little words that can hurt you so much or make you fall deeply in love forever. it changes everything. nothing between you is ever really the same again, even if they don't know it. and I don't blame you for questioning why people fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is, strangers became friends for some unknown reasons. some friends become lovers eventually. then, when lovers cannot work things out and break-up, almost always, they end up becoming total strangers again. it has been a cycle. and it must not be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's such a shame when lovers become strangers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-1737188241316730945?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/1737188241316730945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=1737188241316730945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1737188241316730945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1737188241316730945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-lovers-become-strangers.html' title='~ when LoVeRs become StRaNgeRs ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-6191732640660130951</id><published>2011-10-18T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T00:09:49.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You FeeL the Magic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MfXaJeUPZTA/TpxOq7z--PI/AAAAAAAAAXg/rH-1iGkqR8g/s1600/IMG_4033+%2528edit%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MfXaJeUPZTA/TpxOq7z--PI/AAAAAAAAAXg/rH-1iGkqR8g/s320/IMG_4033+%2528edit%2529.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I met you for a reason&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;the greatest weakness of most human is their hesitancy to tell others how much they love them while they are still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;if you like someone, if seeing his or her makes you happy and if you feel like you know his or her even without talking, then don't let that someone go. in my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly who you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what you have, the right person will think the sun shines out of your ass. that's the kind of person that is worth sticking with.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;and now d distance has become a challenge to us. as last time you told me, missing someone gets easier everyday because even though you are one day further from the last time you saw them, you are at least one day closer to the next time you will see them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;that's what I've been hold on until now and I hope the next time I see us, we can make the best of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Candara; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqae5nLo4r1qgirclo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqae5nLo4r1qgirclo1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;now you'll realize when people stop talking to you, they'll start talking about you.and in the end you always go back to the people who where there for you in the beginning. when it comes to this situation, I salute the above quote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5929912278627404649?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5929912278627404649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5929912278627404649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5929912278627404649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5929912278627404649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/08/hyp0crites.html' title='~ hYp0cRiTeS ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-9186430077024622851</id><published>2011-08-08T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T15:51:26.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ meLancHoLiC ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;he always told me that reality is nice. because he could met me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've known him forever. i know how he always like the idea of getting up in the morning and make a morning call to his lover. how he would rather not to smoke in front of his lover. he's considerate like that. though sometimes he will be an annoying person when he turns to an ignorance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my thoughts somehow are always with you. I wonder what you're doing and who you're with.I wonder if you still love to go to karaoke when you feel stress. I wonder if you still go to movies while i'm not around. I wonder how your days have been. I always wonder every little thing about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you know why? because you are my anchor, my pillar, my strength, my hope, my universe and supremely my everything. I am glad the last time I saw you, you seem to be in perfectly-well condition. we were just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;then reality hits me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I love you, you love her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now I vote one for reality is cruel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1667679616874827167-9186430077024622851?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7172139766749975078</id><published>2011-07-16T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T00:34:09.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/249635_227836077226642_100000007543056_965671_4657516_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/249635_227836077226642_100000007543056_965671_4657516_n.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my super cool roomates&lt;br /&gt;( mar, yong &amp;amp; ain )&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-thJsoU3BklM/ThtGhFDQLGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UcOm4-4nbkU/s1600/DSC05903+%2528edit%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-thJsoU3BklM/ThtGhFDQLGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UcOm4-4nbkU/s320/DSC05903+%2528edit%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;awesome roomates :)&lt;br /&gt;( wanie, ain, ean, juma )&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f7t2DFdOT80/ThtG-_45FMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jFBtS9O4s7M/s1600/P1110030%2528edit%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f7t2DFdOT80/ThtG-_45FMI/AAAAAAAAAWo/jFBtS9O4s7M/s320/P1110030%2528edit%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my Gfs forever&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1nBccRI2FU/ThtHDcezMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/FY4RHClWVzo/s1600/DSC_0524+%2528edit%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1nBccRI2FU/ThtHDcezMhI/AAAAAAAAAWs/FY4RHClWVzo/s320/DSC_0524+%2528edit%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;best buddy ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIZRpDROmOM/ThtIEeAgOwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gnOCAaCxxjs/s1600/edit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zIZRpDROmOM/ThtIEeAgOwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/gnOCAaCxxjs/s320/edit1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;bestie, Diana :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i used to spend my student's life with them... it was fun although we fight with each other sometimes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;kawan- kawan yang dah kerja selalu pesan, hargai saat2 jadi pelajar. dulu tyme belajar buat tak kesah jea pesanan tu. tp sekarang bila dah habis baru faham kata2 tu. the statement is true, indeed. life as a student is precious as compared to commitment life. i mean the commitment towards studying is super fun if compared to working life. dulu tyme belajar sempat lagi nak enjoy2, hantar assignment last minute, study pun last minute, &amp;nbsp;kawan selalu ada kat sekeliling. sekarang kalau semua nak buat last minute, duit pun last lah masuk. kawan- kawan pun dah dengan life masing-masing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now, baru nak start fikir pasal future. it's not an easy task as I can't decide it for myself. rasa macam nak duk kat rumah jea jadi suri rumahtangga yang bertauliah. honestly, I hate to realize that this reality has come to hit me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate to confess it but, oh I love being a student ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/1667679616874827167-7172139766749975078?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7172139766749975078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7172139766749975078&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7172139766749975078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7172139766749975078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-super-cool-roomates-mar-yong-ain.html' title=''/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-thJsoU3BklM/ThtGhFDQLGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/UcOm4-4nbkU/s72-c/DSC05903+%2528edit%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-4631394217033107967</id><published>2011-07-07T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T14:53:56.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Day 111 ~</title><content type='html'>everyday the same thoughts haunt my mind. everyday the same questions repeat themselves over and over like a constant echo in my head. everyday feels like a routine of the same emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look for an escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-4631394217033107967?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/4631394217033107967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=4631394217033107967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4631394217033107967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/8700000/IAN-SOMERHALDER-ian-somerhalder-8799991-527-800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://images2.fanpop.com/image/photos/8700000/IAN-SOMERHALDER-ian-somerhalder-8799991-527-800.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hye.. I have a big crush on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/1667679616874827167-4332305238029557972?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/4332305238029557972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=4332305238029557972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4332305238029557972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4332305238029557972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/05/crush.html' title='~ cRuSh ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7097962588934275079</id><published>2011-05-11T19:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T01:39:12.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ puzzle of complexity ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkpq15wtGz1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lkpq15wtGz1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and here comes the feeling of insecure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;one simple advice. people that are meant to be together always find each other in the end. just walk along the path and leave the rest to fate :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7097962588934275079?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7097962588934275079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7097962588934275079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7097962588934275079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7097962588934275079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/05/puzzle-of-complexity.html' title='~ puzzle of complexity ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-6605220393415611674</id><published>2011-05-08T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T01:35:41.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Her Day ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the moment a child is born, the mother is also born. she never existed before. the woman existed, but the mother, never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;honestly speaking, I am not so close with my mother. but as I grow older the relationship becomes close naturally. some mothers are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers. my mother scolds and kiss together. tipu ah kalau cakap saya tak jeles bila orang lain boleh anggap mak nie macam kawan baik gilerrrr... cause I can't do so. but I know I am lucky coz I got a mother like her. unique and has a superb sense of humour :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vILiqyB490E/TcWB71YwpHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/e_s7wKkoM9w/s1600/IMG_6604+%2528edit%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vILiqyB490E/TcWB71YwpHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/e_s7wKkoM9w/s320/IMG_6604+%2528edit%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Puan Shadiah:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;HAPPY MOTHER's DAY :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're flawless &amp;amp; Love you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p/s: happy mother's day to all mothers in the world. thanks for being the greatest mothers to your children. you're precious :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-6605220393415611674?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/6605220393415611674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=6605220393415611674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6605220393415611674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6605220393415611674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/05/her-day.html' title='~ Her Day ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vILiqyB490E/TcWB71YwpHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/e_s7wKkoM9w/s72-c/IMG_6604+%2528edit%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8287092959669228492</id><published>2011-05-05T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T03:07:35.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ HoPe ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li162mzaGU1qgirclo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_li162mzaGU1qgirclo1_400.jpg" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you are in trouble or feeling sad, people always tell you "everything will be alright." and you will get better sometimes after hearing the phrase. the question is are the situations will really be alright? or are we just want to sooth our feeling and lying to ourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's hard for us to accept reality and most of us seem to blame anything other than ourselves. even i myself always blame others even i know that the problem was rooted from me. best ke kalau dapat tipu diri sendiri? ape susah. bila dah tahu tengah tipu diri sendiri tak payah lah fikir dah. kan senang. how i wish things could be settled as easy as 1,2,3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manusia sekarang makin senang nak menipu. sesetengah dah jadikan hobi from the habit. but i still search for the honesty. really. it's hard. or i think we should play truth or dare. or maybe just dare because no one knows how to tell the truth anymore. i give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8287092959669228492?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8287092959669228492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8287092959669228492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8287092959669228492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8287092959669228492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/05/hope.html' title='~ HoPe ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-4267756584030566607</id><published>2011-05-01T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T01:41:24.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ cycles ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljr6n0YNbl1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljr6n0YNbl1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;either we are lovers or were lovers; friends turn into enemies or vice versa. we will still have a precious bond. it's just a cycle of relationship that will add some sparks in the path of life. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1667679616874827167-4267756584030566607?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/4267756584030566607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=4267756584030566607&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4267756584030566607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4267756584030566607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/05/cycles.html' title='~ cycles ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7559417110588492818</id><published>2011-04-07T00:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T01:00:49.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>connection ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gz9iVxpyAKw/TZyRi834d5I/AAAAAAAAAV8/GBNhFg09Xb4/s1600/34713_1573202322281_1002225017_1608069_3160833_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" linkindex="117" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;" falling in love and having a relationship are two different things "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7559417110588492818?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7559417110588492818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7559417110588492818&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7559417110588492818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7559417110588492818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/04/1-thing-2-say-3-words-4-u.html' title='connection ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5756245410912562015</id><published>2011-03-25T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T02:56:40.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ Musim Mata Lebam ~</title><content type='html'>my final exam schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/ 4/ 2011 ---&amp;gt; &amp;nbsp;Language for Occupational Purposes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/ 4/ 2011 ---&amp;gt; World Literature in English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5/ 4/ 2011 ---&amp;gt; Arabic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/ 4/ 2011 ---&amp;gt; Topics in Islamic Literature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/ 4/ 2011 ---&amp;gt; Linguistics for Students of Literature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mind you I will be done with my exam a week earlier than other students. I'm being quite satisfied as my subjects in earlier semester always ended in the last day of exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what bother me is that there's a saying or maybe a quote that says "80% of the final exam will be based on the one lecture you missed and the one book you didn't read." interestingly, I've been very lazy this final semester and I can't figure out how many lectures that I've missed for each subjects that I'm taking =.='.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I've come out with the solution for my revision. as the more studying you did for the exam, the less sure you are as which answer they want. then, I won't give pressure for myself and try to read as less and compact as possible. see, who says revision is difficult?haha.good luck for those that will be sitting for examination. hope miracles will accompany all of us *-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5756245410912562015?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5756245410912562015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5756245410912562015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5756245410912562015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5756245410912562015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/03/musim-mata-lebam.html' title='~ Musim Mata Lebam ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-6853386885986614680</id><published>2011-03-01T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:04:09.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ aNoThEr EncHanTmEnT ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh7vvmp54M1qbw4xfo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lh7vvmp54M1qbw4xfo1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before you give up on someone, you've got to remember why you're still holding on. and when you found the reason why.just remember that something better will come along and never ever forget the things that once made you smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-6853386885986614680?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/6853386885986614680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=6853386885986614680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6853386885986614680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6853386885986614680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/03/another-enchantment.html' title='~ aNoThEr EncHanTmEnT ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5494341960189757304</id><published>2011-02-17T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:40:20.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~ wRiTiNg CoUnTs ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;why do writers write? I sometimes can't understand what some sheets are all about. but for my courses. I have to. or else I would be stuck up in undergraduate for quite a long time.&amp;nbsp;it's hard to find writings that really can satisfy us. but when you find one, you'll surely treasure it or maybe obsess into it. what I like in a good author is not about what he says, but what he whispers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;I love writing. I love the swirl and swing of words as they tangle with human emotions. for me, writing is like exploration. you seems like you don't know what to write. but most of the time, you'll be surprised where the journey takes you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;I know writing wasn't easy to start.but one nice thing about putting the thing away for a couple of months before looking at it is that you start appreciate your own wit. of course, this can be carried too far. but it's kind of cool when you crack up a piece of writing. and then realize you wrote it. then you start appreciate it. I used to see about my first post till the latest once. it's kind of shame actually, but it does bring recommended feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;honestly, if there's a book you really want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it. live in your imagination. be seductive. writers literally create new worlds from scratch. what is sexier than that?personally, I don't know why every person out there isn't dating a writer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got one ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll have my exam for my critical subject tomorrow, yet in my notes I don't understand what all the authors really want to convey. I think I will make up some illogical explanations tomorrow. or maybe most. dear MIRACLE, please come visit me tomorrow. please do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', Times; font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/1667679616874827167-5494341960189757304?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5494341960189757304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5494341960189757304&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5494341960189757304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5494341960189757304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/02/writing-counts.html' title='~ wRiTiNg CoUnTs ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-3543993277756430812</id><published>2011-02-13T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T01:05:20.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ InSiDe hEr HeaD ~</title><content type='html'>they look at each other wondering what the other is thinking. but they never say a thing. they got their own interpretation. and the assumptions become the termites of their relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she says she wants to be the girl that he'll love forever, the one that he'll never forget. she wants to be the girl that he'll always think about, and talk about to all your friends. she wants to be the girl that gives him butterflies when he see her; and when they touch, he'll tremble. for all the time she just want to be the girl that gives him the same feelings that he gives to her.&amp;nbsp;in her defense, he doesn't seem to care for her, he doesn't appreciate her and she is unimportant. then, she decides to leave him for good, for his better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sidled up to her from behind. "You..", he whispered. "Yes?". "Nothing". said him, taking her hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you.and I really want you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now she realizes, there's no regrets. just &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-3543993277756430812?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/3543993277756430812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=3543993277756430812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/3543993277756430812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/3543993277756430812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/02/inside-her-head.html' title='~ InSiDe hEr HeaD ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8531792216091912200</id><published>2011-02-05T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T01:40:48.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masam manis'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbi0hqagfi1qbw7pmo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lbi0hqagfi1qbw7pmo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cat lovers will adore above picture. I think. but at this moment, not for me. I guess the feeling will remain for quite a long time. if only I could blame the cycle of nature. if only I can put the blame on fate.&amp;nbsp;as a person used to say, destroying is a necessary function in life. everything has its season, and all things eventually lose their effectiveness and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan ingin menyalahkan takdir. tapi kematian mereka berdua agak sukar untuk diterima. they are harmless. bukan salah mereka &amp;nbsp;untuk menjadi mangsa kucing pada hari itu. it's just I can't imagine how they fight for their survival. but death keep coming for them. I regret as I cannot save them. I regret that I'll never be there while they ask for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs255.snc6/180335_1832607811956_1143235122_2140804_6531302_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/hs255.snc6/180335_1832607811956_1143235122_2140804_6531302_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* thanks for bringing cheerful &amp;amp; precious moments to my family with your presence*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;miss both of u so muccchhhh...do rest in peace :'((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8531792216091912200?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-1820113519477616995</id><published>2011-02-03T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T00:04:23.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><title type='text'>~ HoMe CoMiNg ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e46/myspace-fusion/graphics/photography/heartpicture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="221" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e46/myspace-fusion/graphics/photography/heartpicture.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late last night so far away.&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed myself a dream.&lt;br /&gt;and I dreamed I was all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, I woke up from my comfy bed.&lt;br /&gt;well the sun was superb nice from my window view.&lt;br /&gt;I said to myself: welcome Home.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Papa's smile.&lt;br /&gt;I long Mama's joke.&lt;br /&gt;I miss homemade cooking.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy sibling's chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it nice to be home again?&lt;br /&gt;this is true heaven. you think this happens everyday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-1820113519477616995?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/1820113519477616995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=1820113519477616995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1820113519477616995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1820113519477616995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/02/home-coming.html' title='~ HoMe CoMiNg ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8426407276149418571</id><published>2011-02-01T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T19:15:26.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ape2 ntah'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5528368/want,rooms,,,homes,bed,blue,interior,design,interior-abe7d20f36b574209e1d056486c634fa_h_large.jpg?1292365223" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/5528368/want,rooms,,,homes,bed,blue,interior,design,interior-abe7d20f36b574209e1d056486c634fa_h_large.jpg?1292365223" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;would it be too demanding if I wish to have this kind of bedroom? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8426407276149418571?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' 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misplace them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because we know they were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it could be that the feeling might not be the same.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;anymore.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so Dear ***3055,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for all this while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THOUGHT YOU ALWAYS BE MINE ~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-4815362869369063974?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/4815362869369063974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=4815362869369063974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4815362869369063974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4815362869369063974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-y0u-know.html' title='~ LeT y0u kNoW ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5056216122218680374</id><published>2011-01-10T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T02:00:33.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>~ eMoTioNs ~</title><content type='html'>I feel annoyed when people interfere in my life while I never mingle with their matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel disturbed when people do not tell the truth .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel insecure when people stay away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel unsettled when I lost my feelings for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel uneasy when my loved ones are in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lonely when I think about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel empty when I forget about Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I pray He will remember me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5056216122218680374?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5056216122218680374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5056216122218680374&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eDuCaTioN'/><title type='text'>~ sAyA bAnKrAp ~</title><content type='html'>saya di dalam dilema sekarang. ya. dilema. dilema kewangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini gara-gara kereta a.k.a bumbleBEE saya. lepas dah habis rm300 beli satu 'barang keperluan', sekarang kereta nak bermanja-manja pula. oh, sebut pasal 'barang keperluan', nanti saya ceritakan. next post ok.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;berbalik pada topik sebenar, selepas ditolak segala keperluan makanan, keperluan buku, dan kepeluan minyak hitam kereta, saya berada dalam kondisi yang amat berjimat. sampai nak shopping pun kena tahan nafsu yg berkobar-kobar. nak dating lagi lah kena bersabar, walaupun kadang-kadang tak sabar jugak sebenarnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alkisahnya, kereta tersebut sudah lanjut usianya dan enjinnye tetiba taknak hidup pulak. nak cakap tak cukup minum, minyak ada lagi. nie semua gara-gara minyak naik, kereta tu pun nk protes jugak kan. ada kaitan ke? selepas diteliti dari setiap penjuru dan bertanya pada yang pakar, sudah dipastikan bateri kereta ada masalah.&lt;br /&gt;ingatkan lepas recharge, boleh start dah. sekali kena tukar baru daaa ~ ingatkan murah je. memang berangan lah. approximate rm120 -rm150 utk harga bateri tu.haish. memang menduga betul kalau pasal maintenance bumbleBEE nie. so, terpaksa lah lebih kental menahan segala nafsu dan keinginan untuk berbelanja. so, sesiapa yang nak membuat amal, derma anda amat dialukan ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-400896773938517237?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/400896773938517237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=400896773938517237&amp;isPopup=true' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ I LoVe YoU, I nEEd YoU ~</title><content type='html'>it's not easy to be me. when I'm around you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to make jokes with you as sister always do.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to talk with you, compared to mama.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you everything that happened in my life.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe because I'm the eldest, you make me be independence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at time like this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to be by your side, I want to give you strength.&lt;br /&gt;PAPA, do hold on. please get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;I long to see your smile again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7181876418539602971?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5495013590321087464</id><published>2010-12-27T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T01:26:06.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><title type='text'>~ sYaBaS Harimau Malaya!!!! ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;AFF Suzuki Cup 2010 finals : Malaysia beat Indonesia 3-0 in their first leg match played in National Stadium, Bukit Jalil :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that I could watch the match at the stadium. the Malaysian players were great even Indonesian players tried to make 'interesting scene' during the play. high salute to the players especially the hero, Safee Sali. like you more lah...hehe. however, there's still bad attitudes from the crowds. main lempar bunga api lah, mencarut tak tentu pasal lah, campak botol air lah. haish...shame...shame...grow up people. kalau setakat datang tengok bola nak bikin situasi, baik minum hot chocolate sambil tengok kat rumah. mana hilang semangat kesukanan penyokong Malaysia tadi. but then, great job, players from both team. harap-harap match kat Indonesia nanti fair &amp;amp; square lah yerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TRd6Embg2yI/AAAAAAAAATY/shSMjfU8AtM/s1600/68687297-malaysias-safee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TRd6Embg2yI/AAAAAAAAATY/shSMjfU8AtM/s320/68687297-malaysias-safee.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hero Harimau Malaya: Safee Sali - moga jadi lebih hebat di Bung Karno!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia Boleh! ceh, tetiba baru ada semangat patriotisme ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5495013590321087464?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5495013590321087464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5495013590321087464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5495013590321087464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5882933900132551544</id><published>2010-12-21T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:59:34.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eDuCaTioN'/><title type='text'>~ HeLLo FiNaL yEaR ~</title><content type='html'>new semester has started. I'm taking only 13 credit hours this semester. but, the subjects sure are killing me:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;topics for islamic literature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;world literature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;language for occupational purpose&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;linguistics for literature&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;arabic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;automotive skill&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;see. the literature subjects are much more than the linguistics subject. me likey ^_*. linguistics can bring pressure to me at some time even I am majoring in combination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bersempena sem baru, kena ada azam. so, for this new sem, I aim to study in relax mode. why? because I have to enjoy every moment of it =). buat ape nak stress kan...final sem kot.hik3. another aim is to have a super good time with my friends. iyelah...nanti dah tak berpeluang nak beronggeng dan berfoya-foya lagi kan.. yosh...what's the most important is I have to maintain my achievement. hopefully. for those who are also in final year, lets get through this year with satisfaction.yeah. good luck everybody!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5882933900132551544?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5882933900132551544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5882933900132551544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5882933900132551544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5882933900132551544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/12/hello-final-year.html' title='~ HeLLo FiNaL yEaR ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5143597233139050391</id><published>2010-12-17T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T02:49:52.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eDuCaTioN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ m0mEnTs ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TQpbX1V4rYI/AAAAAAAAATM/KcScvOfEZ_E/s1600/DSCN3421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TQpbX1V4rYI/AAAAAAAAATM/KcScvOfEZ_E/s320/DSCN3421.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TQpbZe2bHnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/upURsVHihas/s1600/DSCN3431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TQpbZe2bHnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/upURsVHihas/s320/DSCN3431.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TQpbZe2bHnI/AAAAAAAAATQ/upURsVHihas/s1600/DSCN3431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TQpbTc19DUI/AAAAAAAAATI/KNbDkpmSKIQ/s1600/35438_180584768619326_100000034119479_671306_675075_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TQpbTc19DUI/AAAAAAAAATI/KNbDkpmSKIQ/s320/35438_180584768619326_100000034119479_671306_675075_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;above are the only pictures that I have during my one month holiday. I guess I spend more time at home even though it seems nothing beneficial that I've done. it's good to spend time with your family and friends. or I rather say it was an awesome moment. because I might not be able to spend those precious moment again. everyone will be graduating. friends will have their own future to think of. there may no time to hang out soon. so, I really appreciate my final year as an undergraduate student because I know I will miss this journey the most. the time where I was late for handing my assignments, the period when I was taking the killer subjects, the time when I wanted to release all the stress. I am grateful that I have my friends. thank you &amp;nbsp;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5143597233139050391?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5143597233139050391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5143597233139050391&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5143597233139050391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5143597233139050391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/12/m0ments.html' title='~ m0mEnTs ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TQpbX1V4rYI/AAAAAAAAATM/KcScvOfEZ_E/s72-c/DSCN3421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7701914596292894781</id><published>2010-11-28T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T00:26:28.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ a PROMISE made should be a PROMISE kept ~</title><content type='html'>semua orang suka bagi janji kan? atas macam-macam sebab. ada sebab nak tenangkan hati, ada yang nak menjaga hati, ada yang nak menarik hati. yang penting semua berkaitan dengan hati.hehe. tapi boleh ke semua janji tu dipercayai? sebab ada yang tipu sunat, dan ada juga yang memang tipu betul. macam mana nak bezakan tu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate promises, actually. because i tend to fully believe in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;janji buat saya letak harapan yang tinggi, janji buat saya berangan jauh, janji buat saya anggap fantasi boleh jadi realiti. itu kesan janji pada saya. saya? memang jarang berjanji sebab saya bimbang janji saya akan memberi kesan yang buruk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuma satu yang saya asyik fikir pasal janji. &amp;nbsp;janji lelaki. ada orang cakap, lelaki suka bagi janji manis. orang yang cakap, bukan saya. betul ke? selalu janji lelaki mesti macam ni kan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;1) saya janji saya sayang awk sorang jea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;2) cuma awak sorang jea dalam hati saya. memang xde yang lain dah. saya janji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;3) saya taknak orang lain, nak awak jugak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black;"&gt;4) saya nak sayang awak sorang jea seumur hidup saya. sampai saya mati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, boleh percaya ke? kalau dah putus hubungan, mana dah sayang awak kat saya dulu?&lt;br /&gt;kalau saya dah takde, kenapa awak cari yang lain juga?&lt;br /&gt;kalau orang lain ngorat awak, kenapa cinta awak tergugat juga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is not a matter of personal. yes, indeed. but i just wonder what about your promises to me? hope they are really true. because mine are all true :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TPEvlHC40aI/AAAAAAAAARg/KP3uqBqQOVg/s1600/DSC_0278%2528edit%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TPEvlHC40aI/AAAAAAAAARg/KP3uqBqQOVg/s320/DSC_0278%2528edit%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7701914596292894781?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7701914596292894781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7701914596292894781&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7701914596292894781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7701914596292894781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/11/promise-made-should-be-promise-kept.html' title='~ a PROMISE made should be a PROMISE kept ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TPEvlHC40aI/AAAAAAAAARg/KP3uqBqQOVg/s72-c/DSC_0278%2528edit%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7817687000319792476</id><published>2010-11-22T16:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:17:37.462+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FooD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ Graduation Dinner ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOon6Oaom1I/AAAAAAAAARU/bQoe0reFNEg/s1600/154409_1711300903683_1272957466_1895619_5609240_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOon6Oaom1I/AAAAAAAAARU/bQoe0reFNEg/s320/154409_1711300903683_1272957466_1895619_5609240_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOonWkuncvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Pxnk4M0gIeY/s1600/74271_1386901367130_1669942030_776219_85434_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOonWkuncvI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Pxnk4M0gIeY/s320/74271_1386901367130_1669942030_776219_85434_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOoni08lgaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2sZckasNPrI/s1600/75724_1711300983685_1272957466_1895620_388612_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOoni08lgaI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/2sZckasNPrI/s320/75724_1711300983685_1272957466_1895620_388612_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOonurnrBhI/AAAAAAAAARA/PHk7gthbSC0/s1600/148628_1386899087073_1669942030_776216_6125795_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOonurnrBhI/AAAAAAAAARA/PHk7gthbSC0/s320/148628_1386899087073_1669942030_776216_6125795_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOonli2iOMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/8_x9HRJpkfY/s1600/76091_1711301343694_1272957466_1895623_7309816_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOonli2iOMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/8_x9HRJpkfY/s320/76091_1711301343694_1272957466_1895623_7309816_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOon0jPjciI/AAAAAAAAARE/P8mUCM75U9k/s1600/149262_1711303663752_1272957466_1895630_5278550_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOon0jPjciI/AAAAAAAAARE/P8mUCM75U9k/s320/149262_1711303663752_1272957466_1895630_5278550_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOon3_YPTRI/AAAAAAAAARM/45fs9FjbbhQ/s1600/150048_1711303183740_1272957466_1895629_1817679_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOon3_YPTRI/AAAAAAAAARM/45fs9FjbbhQ/s320/150048_1711303183740_1272957466_1895629_1817679_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOop-PZhKPI/AAAAAAAAARc/GN-BPQ6htPU/s1600/154958_449508115833_527825833_5844984_3930803_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOop-PZhKPI/AAAAAAAAARc/GN-BPQ6htPU/s320/154958_449508115833_527825833_5844984_3930803_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOon2t3dA-I/AAAAAAAAARI/anjQWgcC4rc/s1600/149550_1396365403725_1669942030_789469_270030_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOon2t3dA-I/AAAAAAAAARI/anjQWgcC4rc/s320/149550_1396365403725_1669942030_789469_270030_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOop8JEmkAI/AAAAAAAAARY/ISOHdA3kclM/s1600/74109_449507795833_527825833_5844971_6489743_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOop8JEmkAI/AAAAAAAAARY/ISOHdA3kclM/s320/74109_449507795833_527825833_5844971_6489743_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12/11/2010: pre-graduation dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*satu momen yang boleh dijadikan kenangan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;several months to go. dan bakal bergelar graduan. insyaAllah. hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;p/s: kredit to jae &amp;amp; freddy&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/1667679616874827167-7817687000319792476?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7817687000319792476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7817687000319792476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7817687000319792476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7817687000319792476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/11/graduation-dinner.html' title='~ Graduation Dinner ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TOon6Oaom1I/AAAAAAAAARU/bQoe0reFNEg/s72-c/154409_1711300903683_1272957466_1895619_5609240_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-172151763382904100</id><published>2010-11-16T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T04:00:32.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>~ Do Me a FaVoUr ~</title><content type='html'>he thinks that I am talkative&lt;br /&gt;his friends think that I am quiet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she thinks that I am a easy going person&lt;br /&gt;her friends think that I am too unfriendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterall, it doesn't matter me much. but I only want to know. what's YOUR opinion? about me.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I have split identity ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-172151763382904100?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/172151763382904100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=172151763382904100&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/172151763382904100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/172151763382904100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-me-favour.html' title='~ Do Me a FaVoUr ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5238845561071837197</id><published>2010-11-11T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:18:56.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masam manis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m0viE'/><title type='text'>~ the TAKERS ~</title><content type='html'>went to watch a movie last week. TAKERS. a movie directed by John Luessenhop which revolves around a group of intelligent &amp;amp; skillful robbers. they try to pull off one last job with more money at stake than ever before. but the reality shows who's taking who. and and the actors are actually one of the reasons that attract me to watch it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TNsx7YqQlTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sY9Apo151wI/s1600/Takers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="188" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TNsx7YqQlTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sY9Apo151wI/s320/Takers.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- paul walker, idris elba, hayden christensen, T.I, michael ely, chris brown -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;overall, it's a nice movie even the effects are quite shaky. tapi tapi, my favourite guy is dead. in this movie.so, baby, i am down, down, down, down, down. movie jea pun kan...feeling terlebih plk.oh hayden...sob3!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TNsz1cMMocI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jMnLzEIUHCY/s1600/hayden-takers-1024x768-right.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TNsz1cMMocI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jMnLzEIUHCY/s320/hayden-takers-1024x768-right.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but the climax of the day is, with parallel to the movie that I've watched, my beloved wedges also been 'taken' by a 'taker'. it feels so sad. it is more pathetic when it happened at a mosque. how could somebody take other's belongings at a holy place???so advice of this post, take care of your belongings wherever, whenever you are. I've learnt my lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5238845561071837197?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5238845561071837197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5238845561071837197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5238845561071837197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5238845561071837197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/11/takers.html' title='~ the TAKERS ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TNsx7YqQlTI/AAAAAAAAAQs/sY9Apo151wI/s72-c/Takers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-3826358045222359938</id><published>2010-11-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:59:25.989+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ LiFe's ExPeCtaTioN ~</title><content type='html'>am currently listening to Coldplay &amp;amp; Lifehouse songs. their songs always calm me. it feels soothing. like you're surrounded by the beauty of nature with the combination of the careness of the breeze touching you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in a good condition right now. it's not a bad condition but it's just not a good one. how I miss to talk to someone. to have a meaningful conversation. the feeling seems to be forgotten by me. how I long to spend precious moment with my friends. it's been months that we do not have a good hang out altogether. how I wish to be around my family at this moment. to voice out everything. and how I crave for your attention. as the moment will end soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not expect anything unexpected. I just want to maintain a good relationship with everyone and have a good life. that's all I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-3826358045222359938?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/3826358045222359938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=3826358045222359938&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/3826358045222359938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/3826358045222359938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/11/lifes-expectation.html' title='~ LiFe&apos;s ExPeCtaTioN ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7813334888417741966</id><published>2010-10-31T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:21:43.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ cHenTa &amp; KaSeH ~</title><content type='html'>hai....nama saya Chenta ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaseh tak ada. Kaseh pergi jauh. puas Chenta kejar Kaseh. tapi Kaseh taknak balik semula. kenapa Kaseh jadi begitu? kenapa Kaseh degil? tapi tapi Chenta tetap tak sanggup kehilangan Kaseh. Chenta tekad. Chenta nak jerit kuat-kuat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kaseh!!!!!!! awak kat mana? mana awak pergi?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chenta...Kaseh kat sebelah ni kan...tak pergi mane-mane pun. kenapa dengan Chenta nie? , soal Kaseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chenta lihat sebelah.&lt;br /&gt;betullah tu Kaseh.&lt;br /&gt;confirm bukan orang lain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi kenapa Chenta tak rasa apa-apa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7813334888417741966?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7813334888417741966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7813334888417741966&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7813334888417741966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7813334888417741966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/10/chenta-kaseh.html' title='~ cHenTa &amp; KaSeH ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-4293293726457952512</id><published>2010-10-25T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T00:57:29.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h0pE'/><title type='text'>~ HaPPyNeSS ~</title><content type='html'>bahagia bila dapat hadiahkan senyuman diri sendiri untuk orang tersayang kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi apa yang lebih bahagia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang tersayang membalas kembali senyuman itu. dan diri dapat merasa keikhlasan senyuman itu. &lt;b&gt;tak ternilai&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-4293293726457952512?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/4293293726457952512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=4293293726457952512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4293293726457952512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4293293726457952512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/10/happyness.html' title='~ HaPPyNeSS ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8113753635774063280</id><published>2010-10-22T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T02:24:49.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ LOSER? you're not worth it ~</title><content type='html'>i had a conversation this evening. with some guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i expect? more relaxation and less hedges? it's surely a no indeed.&amp;nbsp;they do gossip too...much way hotter than women. i think. it's sure would be a lie if i told that i've never gossiping about anything. yes, i did. but it just feels wrong when you're gossiping about anything, with the guys. especially about your own gender matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a girl had coincidentally sitting beside our table. she's cute and stylish. the guys agreed too. but then came her friend. wrong place at the wrong time. at the moment, the guys then asked me what do you think was the size of the friend. she's quite plum but still cute. and they make a lot of jokes about her. how sick is that. what do i answer? grow up people! at least she has size and doesn't have a mouth like you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i'm being close minded. it's not like she is the same gender with me. and it's not like you're my friend. it's just you being a loser. and how do you fix that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8113753635774063280?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8113753635774063280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8113753635774063280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8113753635774063280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8113753635774063280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/10/loser-youre-not-worth-it.html' title='~ LOSER? you&apos;re not worth it ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-9005003839202955993</id><published>2010-10-20T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T23:09:36.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masam manis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ HeY GirL, I h.a.t.e y0u ~</title><content type='html'>I've told you so many many many times....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takkan boleh punya lelaki dan perempuan berkawan takat "Teman tapi Mesra". tipulah lagi. Last-last mesti jatuh hati. so for what stupid purpose pakai statement 'kitorang kawan jea lah, takkan lebih dari tu, tak main feeling-feeling nie. aku takkan kacau pun hubungan diorang lah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop coming in between other's relationship!It's just not about you, it's about your bitchyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I don't get it. &amp;nbsp;and I don't want to. just hoping to get rid of people like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-9005003839202955993?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/9005003839202955993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=9005003839202955993&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/9005003839202955993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/9005003839202955993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/10/hey-girl-i-hate-y0u.html' title='~ HeY GirL, I h.a.t.e y0u ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-1389841678987439925</id><published>2010-10-16T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T13:09:19.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ PAPA.... I'll aLwaYs HeaRt YoU ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;sewaktu kaki terseliuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebab nakal sangat maen-maen kat semak. papa mengatakan dengan tegas: " yang pergi maen kat semak tu sape suruh. ada kawasan lapang nak jugak pergi kat situ" (hati terluka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiap-tiap pagi bangun tidur, saya pasti akan panggil mama nak minta tolong turun tangga. tiap-tiap kali pasti papa yang akan datang menggendong saya turun tangga. diri tidak pernah dibiarkan turun sendiri. (hati terubat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;sewaktu sakit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa pasti akan sedikit membentak: "sudah diberitahu bekali-kali jangan minum air sejuk, jaga makan!"&lt;br /&gt;( diri tahu papa sangat bimbang di saat itu )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;sewaktu melanjut pelajaran di universiti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa hanya kakukan diri sewaktu diri memeluknya. sambil memberi nasihat, menyuruh jaga diri &amp;amp; belajar bersungguh-sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;( diri tahu papa ingin memberi kekuatan di saat itu )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;sewaktu berjumpa dengan teman lelaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa pasti akan berlagak 'cool' tapi mengekalkan status seorang ayah yang tegas.&lt;br /&gt;( diri tahu ada sekelumit cemburu di hati papa )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;sewaktu keluar dengan lelaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hati papa akan mengeras dan memarahi diri. "papa tak suka lelaki-lelaki itu"&lt;br /&gt;( diri tahu papa sangat risau akan keselamatan diri di saat itu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"&gt;dear papa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaupun diri akan meninggalkan papa suatu hari nanti &amp;amp; mungkin jarak akan menjadi satu masalah. YOU will be the only man that I truly, deeply &amp;amp; madly in love with. I'll never leave you alone and please don't be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: orange;"&gt;LoVe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your troublesome daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-1389841678987439925?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/1389841678987439925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=1389841678987439925&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1389841678987439925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1389841678987439925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/10/papa-ill-always-heart-you.html' title='~ PAPA.... 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TKbLjqCXv_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/xP_mdMB8FOQ/s1600/DSC_0370.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TKbLjqCXv_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/xP_mdMB8FOQ/s320/DSC_0370.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was exhausting but super duper exciting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how can I describe the feeling of being up there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the air was so cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the sceneries were eye-soothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the heart feels a sense of tranquility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the companions were so amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;mesmerizing, comfort and humility, perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how great of His creation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;peeps, you should try too =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be with nature...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is the chance you have to grab&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;once in your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;experience it, then you can feel it ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7361262959371079920?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7361262959371079920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7361262959371079920&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7361262959371079920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7361262959371079920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/10/climb.html' title='~ tHe cLimB ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TKbLQSH773I/AAAAAAAAAPk/7Fncsedusbo/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8173845325384326396</id><published>2010-09-27T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T18:27:05.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>~ cHeAtiNg HearT ~</title><content type='html'>forgiveness is never easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kita senang untuk membenci, mudah untuk dengki. but forgiveness, that is a tough one. sometimes people say things they don't mean or do things they can't take back. sometimes we do things we can't take back. but how can we know that the action is unintended? why don't we think deeply before making the action?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all making mistakes. I make mistake. sekarang saya tahu apa yang saya buat bukanlah diri saya. unburden yourself from the mistakes of the past. and when you do, hati pasti akan jadi lebih kuat. I should know, and you should too. I was supposed to realize it a long time ago. but it doesn't mean that what you have done is forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all afraid of something. I was afraid. but what I have done is done. if in any case, saya dah melukakan hati kamu, kamu atau kamu. saya minta maaf. hanya maaf yang saya mampu pinta. even I know it's may not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif;"&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/1667679616874827167-8173845325384326396?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8173845325384326396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8173845325384326396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8173845325384326396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8173845325384326396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/09/cheating-heart.html' title='~ cHeAtiNg HearT ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7705034775030001515</id><published>2010-09-25T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T10:47:08.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h0pE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ EcHoEs oF MiRacLe ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Voiceover by Peyton, Lucas, Brooke, Nathan and Haley:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Make a wish and place it in your heart. Anything you want, everything you want. Do you have it? Good. Now believe it can come true. You never know where the next miracle is gonna come from, the next smile, the next wish come true. But if you believe that it's right around the corner, and you open your heart and mind to the possibility of it, to the certainty of it. You just might get the thing you're wishing for. The world is full of magic. You just have to believe in it. So make your wish. Do you have it? Good. Now believe in it. With all your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TJ1iJUNNqCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/RnOqIELX7PU/s1600/me+&amp;amp;+flower.jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TJ1iJUNNqCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/RnOqIELX7PU/s320/me+&amp;amp;+flower.jpg.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not ever lose hope, because there will always be miracles for you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7705034775030001515?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7705034775030001515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7705034775030001515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7705034775030001515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7705034775030001515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/09/voiceover-by-peyton-lucas-brooke-nathan.html' title='~ EcHoEs oF MiRacLe ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TJ1iJUNNqCI/AAAAAAAAAPg/RnOqIELX7PU/s72-c/me+&amp;+flower.jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-6329965647790732793</id><published>2010-09-18T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:03:27.767+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ Ruang Pertama ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i24mkN0ybZ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/i24mkN0ybZ8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ada sesetengah orang lebih menghargai pasangan masing-masing berbanding kawan, &amp;nbsp;dan ada yang sebaliknya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;luckily, I own the best for both and I am grateful. terima kasih kawan. terima kasih untuk semua. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1667679616874827167-6329965647790732793?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/6329965647790732793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=6329965647790732793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6329965647790732793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6329965647790732793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/09/ruang-pertama.html' title='~ Ruang Pertama ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-708671692276931438</id><published>2010-09-18T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T02:14:56.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ DiLeMMa ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I don't like your past time, honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;neither mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;what was in the past already left us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;but then it seems people always try to cling onto the past time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;for what purpose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;sometimes there's something that you can hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;sometimes there's something that you should let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;mungkin awak patut kembali kepada masa silam dan lupakan kisah sekarang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;and maybe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;we should stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-708671692276931438?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/708671692276931438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=708671692276931438&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/708671692276931438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/708671692276931438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/09/dilemma_18.html' title='~ DiLeMMa ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-93193030113498405</id><published>2010-09-10T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T01:48:24.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masam manis'/><title type='text'>~ sYaWaL mEnJeLmA ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIkbDWINXvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oTnOYj8frVk/s1600/IMG_4921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIkbDWINXvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oTnOYj8frVk/s200/IMG_4921.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;1st time dapat kad raya dari incik bf. hepi terlebey2. mengada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh...oh seronoknya berada di rumah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;finally dah cuti balik raya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;walaupun balik paling lambat kan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;still HOME SWEET HOME =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;untuk raya semua persiapan dah siap. erk? iye kot. tema tahun nie tak dapat ditentukan. sebab dah campur macam-macam warna. ada ungu, ada ala2 oren, ada pink shining2. makin tua sambut raya makin melilau mata nak pilih warna baju raya.ish3.... sebelum balik raya, wajib pergi jalan TAR bawak balik buah tangan untuk family. trime kaseh laaaa buat cik jae a.k.a gff &amp;amp; kekanda sebab sanggup temankan walau terpaksa mengharungi hujan &amp;amp; badai....ceh3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;syawal kali nie, ada yang seronok &amp;amp; ada yang tak seronok. yang seronoknya sebab masih lagi boleh sambut dengan family tersayang. cukup kuota semua. takde yang kawen or lari umah ke. n sebab sehari sebelum raya ada special day...hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yang tak seronoknya sebab pasti akan terasa kehilangan saudara yang pergi menyahut seruan Ilahi dahulu. tahun ni, ketiadaan nenek saudara yang terchenta pasti akan dirasai... semoga rohnya dicucuri rahmat. amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;buat mereka yang berada di perantauan pula, semoga bertabah yerk. salam lebaran dari Malaysia.hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;apa-apa pun, harapnye tahun ni akan mendapat lebih keberkatan. dan semoga masih dapat menempuh Ramadhan yang akan datang. doakan yang terbaik untuk semua =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway, nak ucapkan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;SELAMAT HATI RAYA AIDILFITRI&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;MAAF ZAHIR &amp;amp; BATIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;JIKA TERSILAP KATA / TERSINGGUNG PERASAAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;SEMOGA BERBAHAGIA DI HARI RAYA INI =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIkckbZpyEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LxhrItF6IAo/s1600/9532_1258840308089_1142093844_776635_8114227_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIkckbZpyEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/LxhrItF6IAo/s320/9532_1258840308089_1142093844_776635_8114227_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;kad raya instant taon lepas. recycle balik. harap maklum ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;p/s: 0-0 wokeh.harap2 duit raya makin bertambah dari tahun sebelum ni.amin ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-93193030113498405?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/93193030113498405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=93193030113498405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/93193030113498405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/93193030113498405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/09/syawal-menjelma.html' title='~ sYaWaL mEnJeLmA ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIkbDWINXvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/oTnOYj8frVk/s72-c/IMG_4921.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-2453733645828780429</id><published>2010-09-09T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T16:49:28.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ DeeP in My HeArT ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIiR7ILUOVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TDNwnbNOfbI/s1600/iLLip4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIiR7ILUOVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TDNwnbNOfbI/s200/iLLip4.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia happy go lucky...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia poyo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia baik hati...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia cerewet...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia penyabar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia pembuli...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia lembut...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia kuat berlagak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dia ego tinggi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DIA SAYANG SAYA =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Dear S,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know you're not a romantic person, neither do I. for all this years, ape persamaan kita yerk?hehe. despite all the differences that we have, we have complement and complete each other.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;semoga kita terus bertahan dan berhempas-pulas untuk menempuh tahun-tahun yang mendatang. insyaAllah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thanks for everything... ILYSM ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s: bila nak kawen?hahahahaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIiVqXt1vMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/4zPis3OAWoI/s1600/27248_1431721630052_1143235122_1255496_3100380_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIiVqXt1vMI/AAAAAAAAAOo/4zPis3OAWoI/s320/27248_1431721630052_1143235122_1255496_3100380_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;kutub timur + kutub selatan&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/1667679616874827167-2453733645828780429?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/2453733645828780429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=2453733645828780429&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2453733645828780429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2453733645828780429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/09/dia-happy-go-lucky.html' title='~ DeeP in My HeArT ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TIiR7ILUOVI/AAAAAAAAAOg/TDNwnbNOfbI/s72-c/iLLip4.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5165001429265547591</id><published>2010-08-30T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T23:38:21.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><title type='text'>O.N.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;kita isi empty spaces dengan empty words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;hanya kerana...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;kita tidak mahu menghadapi&amp;nbsp;semua kekosongan dalam diri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;we fill the silence with empty sounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;BUT THEN...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;I don't know where it comes from&amp;nbsp;but it's what I hold on to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and I can't let go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;sumwhere inside me,&amp;nbsp;I noe that it always wanted me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;but then maybe it just got lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;and now I will never feel empty,&amp;nbsp;never feel silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;as it has reached me. all I have to do is listen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;because it now surrounds us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;all we have to do is LISTEN. &lt;b&gt;with our heart&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5165001429265547591?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5165001429265547591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5165001429265547591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5165001429265547591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5165001429265547591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/08/one.html' title='O.N.E'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8521643019104414864</id><published>2010-08-22T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:48:00.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masam manis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>~ a GIRL not yet a WOMAN ~</title><content type='html'>this few weeks, I went through my life as a different person. no more gossiping cerita- cerita sensasi with my babes, no more hang out with loved ones. no more ordinary routine. my life was dull &amp;amp; empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa ini terjadi? diri pun tidak tahu. semua berlaku secara tiba-tiba. kini diri hanya bertemankan monolog dalaman.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt; sendiri&lt;/span&gt;. mungkin itu lebih baik. atau mungkin tidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perempuan, girl, women memang kompleks dan makhluk yang penuh dengan emosi. yes! that makes us unique yet complicated because even we, ourselves can't understand what we really need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuma harap orang akan faham diri memang sesukar itu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8521643019104414864?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8521643019104414864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8521643019104414864&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8521643019104414864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8521643019104414864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/08/girl-not-yet-woman.html' title='~ a GIRL not yet a WOMAN ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5916638165801102040</id><published>2010-08-12T19:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T19:22:04.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ HanYa DoA dApAt DiKiRiM ~</title><content type='html'>sudah dua hari umat Islam berpuasa...&lt;br /&gt;juga sudah tiga hari papa kesayangan saya berada di wad...&lt;br /&gt;he's got high fever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apabila dapat tahu, diri rasa ingin terus balik&lt;br /&gt;tapi papa cakap komitmen untuk belajar perlu diutamakan&lt;br /&gt;kerana dia tidak berada pada tahap yang membimbangkan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diri terus bertahan&lt;br /&gt;terus teringat saat-saat bersahur, berpuasa &amp;amp; berbuka bersama family&lt;br /&gt;sumpah rindu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa....&lt;br /&gt;hold on k...&lt;br /&gt;and my prayer will always be with you...ALWAYS....&lt;br /&gt;do get well soon....amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know I need to be stronger than I am before. dun worry. I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5916638165801102040?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5916638165801102040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5916638165801102040&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5916638165801102040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5916638165801102040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/08/hanya-doa-dapat-dikirim.html' title='~ HanYa DoA dApAt DiKiRiM ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8753953045496433874</id><published>2010-08-07T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T19:17:56.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ Journey For HAPPYness ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://x70.xanga.com/e0df664659630270553763/b214452050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://x70.xanga.com/e0df664659630270553763/b214452050.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love lists. I always write assignment lists, shopping lists, movies-to-watch lists, books-to-read lists, wish lists, and most famously, the ever present, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;things-to-do lists&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, while writing my to-do list, I realized that sometimes I will make some note at the bottom. either&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;luck"&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;fighting!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;or &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;find happiness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. but then I realized that sometimes I write &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"make happiness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I began to ponder the actions of my subconscious.&amp;nbsp;I know this sounds like something lacking much substance. but I wondered why the difference? I went searching through my purse and drawer - found some older lists. sometimes I wrote &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"hold on!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, sometimes &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"smile more often =)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. of course there is mix up between "find and make happiness". but then something surprised me. sometimes, ever so simply, I've penned &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;"LOVE yourself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these little notes written to me don't contain words of wisdom, they aren't written eloquently and they aren't written with any talent. but I do think that they hold meaning and truth. it's funny what our head does when it's reacting to the heart. maybe one of these days I'll stop shoving the lists into my bag and start listening to what my heart is trying to have me to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8753953045496433874?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8753953045496433874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8753953045496433874&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ sHe WeArS tHe BIGGEST sMiLe ~</title><content type='html'>she wants to tell all her secrets and be true...&lt;br /&gt;or maybe she should probably start with how much she cares for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then he sends her two roses, each with a note&lt;br /&gt;the first note says for the woman I love&lt;br /&gt;and the second for my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she knows...&lt;br /&gt;among all the truth...&lt;br /&gt;deeply in her heart. she loves him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-4990483603604823072?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/4990483603604823072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-6063730656184439734</id><published>2010-07-14T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:59:17.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><title type='text'>~ DoN't sToP BeLieViNg ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life is full of secrets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but do you know what the secret of life is? one thing. just one thing. you stick to that and everything else doesn't mean shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's what you've to figure out...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-6063730656184439734?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/6063730656184439734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=6063730656184439734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6063730656184439734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6063730656184439734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-stop-believing.html' title='~ DoN&apos;t sToP BeLieViNg ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-4633469523650352896</id><published>2010-07-10T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T21:29:25.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ ReGrEt &amp; bE gRaTeFuL ~</title><content type='html'>life is simple, it's just not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so do relationship. love has no other desire but to fulfill itself. to melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. to wake at dawn with a winged heart and grateful for another day of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a boy is a magical creature, you can lock him out of your door, but you can't lock him out of your heart. you can get him out of your study, but you can't get him out of your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whomever your partner is. either he is a mess or a nerd. either he is a talented artist or a skillful engineer. or a high imaginary person maybe. even a drug addicts or criminals...do give him a another chance coz everybody deserves a second chance rite...just hoping that he will be a better person and do give full support. wouldn't that be a good feeling =). saya pun harap yang baik- baik saja untuk semua....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;"&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/1667679616874827167-4633469523650352896?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/4633469523650352896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=4633469523650352896&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4633469523650352896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4633469523650352896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/07/regret-be-grateful.html' title='~ ReGrEt &amp; bE gRaTeFuL ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-3743852261129934481</id><published>2010-07-09T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T01:37:13.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ wHo aRe YOU? ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;it's undecided. STRANGER? HUMAN? STRANGER? HUMAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at a crossroad. afraid, confused, lonely, without a roadmap. the choices we make in those moments might prevent us from getting lost. of course when we faced with the unknown, kita sering turn around and go back then, how could we find our way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, maybe I was wrong in thinking that strangers sangat menakutkan and that strangers are weird. but I know this much, if I don't meet strangers, I wouldn't have found people that are worth to be friends. and if we were supposed to be foes, then it was the most beautiful mistakes I've ever made. and if I hadn't met&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/bellokukelu"&gt;this stranger&lt;/a&gt;, I wouldn't be the same person I am today ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you look back at your picture collections, sometimes you might come across a picture of yourself and a stranger in the background. and you might wonder how many strangers have the pictures of you. just by thinking of that, you could be a big part in someone's life or might bring huge surprise for someone. yet, you not even know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, how interesting strangers could be?&lt;br /&gt;so, dear strangers, friends, foes, lovers....how do we meet actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v649/61/108/1620467723/n1620467723_30039638_2454.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-sf2p/v649/61/108/1620467723/n1620467723_30039638_2454.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;past:&lt;/span&gt; stranger in the background =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt; present:&lt;/span&gt; someone important..hee =D &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;future:&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;to be determined??? =p&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: 'Comic Sans MS', cursive; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0.25in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff40ff; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Verdana; font-size: x-small; font: normal normal normal 11px/normal georgia; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&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/1667679616874827167-3743852261129934481?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/3743852261129934481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=3743852261129934481&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/3743852261129934481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/3743852261129934481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/07/who-are-you.html' title='~ wHo aRe YOU? ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-2854163368632662042</id><published>2010-07-02T03:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T03:16:28.283+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masam manis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ Don't Let LoVe Becomes Ugly ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pialyandsajib.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/couple-with-rose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://pialyandsajib.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/couple-with-rose.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;budak-budak zaman sekarang bercinta macam-macam kerenah. ada yang cover-cover malu, ada yang terlebih eksyen, ada yang cover-cover tapi nak eksyen...eh? so tetibe kali nie nak share sikit trend orang bercinta yang agak annoying bagi saya yerk. ulangan. pada pandangan saya sahaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;1) pasangan on phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;time berchenta nie, orang kata bagai dunia korang yang punya. semua rasa macam indah. sampai hal orang lain pun dah tak kisah. kalau cakap telefon dalam LRT tu nak bagi satu LRT tau korang tengah hangat berchenta and pasangan korang tu romantik habis. tapi bila time bergaduh, kalau boleh nak maki hamun dalam phone biar semua orang dengar korang tengah kecewa. tak cukup dengan tu, siap letak dalam blog announce laki tu jahat lah, keji lah, dan seangkatan dengannya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;2) pasangan di 'mukabuku'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;trend nie memang popular pada alaf yang berteknologi nie...iyelah...apa guna status relationship kalau taknak tayang kan? (iye ke?). perlu ke nak &lt;i&gt;post status &lt;/i&gt;kat mukabuku tu yang korang tengah masyuk sangat berchenta. nak share yang pasangan korang tu yang terbaik lah di bima sakti nie.huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;puteri cantek &amp;gt; putera kacak :&lt;/span&gt; sayanggg...thanks for the surprise...b ske sgt...love u...syg ckit.mmuah3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;putera kacak &amp;gt; puteri cantek:&lt;/span&gt; not a big deal b...asal u hepi. i ada u sorg jea k b...love u too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;kadang- kadang terfikir jugak apa motif sebenar &amp;nbsp;komen tu. y tak anta mesej kat phone jea? kalau kadang- kadang nak bermanja and tak overreact tu wokeh jea...takde lah smpai close minded sangat. tapi dah kalau asyik penuh dengan komen camtu jea kat home tu semak juga mata nie..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3) pasangan di jalan raya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;haaa...yang ini paling buat hilang sabar. kalau dalam kampus tu dah la kena pusing satu round, dah tu bawak kete tu slow pulak...konon berhemah tapi kalau dah drive kat lane laju tu tapi bawak macam baru nak blaja kete tu boleh nak kena hon tu. sekali dapat pintas, jeling sikit, haaa....tengah sakan gelak- gelak dengan pasangan. amboi...bahagia sangat dapat keluar sama sampai &amp;nbsp;tak tahu beza lane laju dengan lane orang tengah berchenta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;ada yang lagi ' baek punye pasangan' siap lentok2 lagi...adoi...takpe nak manja2 pun...tak marah pun...macam lah saya tak pernah buat...oopppssss...heee...tapi kalau dah sampai kete2 laen pintas korang ikut sebelah kiri tu tak faham lagi ke korang dah kat salah lane tu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4) pasangan di public places&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;pakwe macho + awek kurang lawa&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; huish....sekali tengok pakwe dia tu macam Damon dalam ' Vampire Diaries ', dua kali tengok macam &amp;nbsp; Nathan dalam ' One Tree Hill ', kali ketiga tak boleh tengok dah, takut jatuh cinta. apa nak jadi dengan kekanda saya nanti?hehe. wokeh.kembali kepada topik. pasal awek tu tak boleh nak describe macam pakwe pulak.wokeh.fine.rezeki dia lah boleh dapat pakwe hensem + macho macam tu, tapi tak payah sampai nak buat drama sebabak pulak. dah bila selisih, tetiba nak tarik tangan pakwe tu rapat2 and buat aksi menggoda supaya pakwe tak pandang lain. hello...ada saya cakap saya nak ngorat pakwe awak ke? i'm taken also k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;awek lawa + pakwe kurang macho&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; yang nie pulak sama jea keadaan...jantina jea berubah. dah bila selisih tetiba rangkul gadis ke sisi. adeih...kalau kekanda saya nak ngorat awek awak tu, dia tak bersama saya. dah awak tu tengok saya takpe pulak?hahahaha ~ &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;pakwe macho + awek lawa&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; pasangan yang camnie tak boleh nak cakap banyak lah...dua2 nak kontrol masing2 punye pasangan. naseb baek sama cantek sama padan kurang sikit perasaan angin nie.lantak korang lah...kalau pasangan camnie susah sikit nak dibendung sebab jarang dijumpai...hehe&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;awek kurang lawa + pakwe kurang macho &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;jenis pasangan camnie saya wokeh sangat sebab dua2 sedar diri. buat biasa-biasa jea. orang pun tak amek kisah sangat. so tak sakit mata memandang...darah pun tak tinggi =) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://advertising.theaegis.com/Images/CoupleHands.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://advertising.theaegis.com/Images/CoupleHands.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;berchenta nie biar berpada-pada dan bersederhana. jangan melebih sangat. nanti merana diri. tak semestinya pasangan yang korang berchenta bertahun-tahun tu akan jadi suami / isteri korang nanti. wokeh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&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/1667679616874827167-2854163368632662042?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/2854163368632662042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;* tempat kejadian *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs081.snc4/35395_460328125743_523180743_6268831_7241634_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs081.snc4/35395_460328125743_523180743_6268831_7241634_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;* tempat gadis2 bersantai *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs061.ash2/36418_460327955743_523180743_6268818_4797722_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs061.ash2/36418_460327955743_523180743_6268818_4797722_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;* hidangan yang membuka selera *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs517.ash1/30448_460327710743_523180743_6268806_2483763_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" 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src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs079.ash2/37277_460328200743_523180743_6268835_2366807_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;* gadis2... *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs086.snc4/35671_460328290743_523180743_6268842_3153147_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs086.snc4/35671_460328290743_523180743_6268842_3153147_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;* &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;credits to sk...for d wonderful pics =D&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;because life doesn't always happen according to a timetable or calendar...so it's hard to arrange any schedule to meet old friends... yet last Saturday was a good start and it was a chance that I can't missed. the moments of catching up with old friends are wonderful =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;dear gorgeous friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you will be you and I will be me, hari ini esok dan seterusnya, and let's trust the future to tomorrow. let us ride our own orbits and trust that they will meet. dan biarkan bintang terus menjejaki kita. may our reunion be not a finding but a sweet collision of destinies. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; again &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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to us."&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3515/3886006735_9aecd55245.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Century Gothic';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5080702605963536323?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5080702605963536323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which monster should I choose to be then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;little red riding hood maybe ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7557817239049733540?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7557817239049733540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7557817239049733540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7557817239049733540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ 3 wEEkS iN w0nDeRLaNd ~</title><content type='html'>the hardest part about growing up is letting go of what you used to, and moving on with something you're not.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;old memories seem to be most pleasant remembrance in our thought. old school, old friends, ex-lovers...but we are all guilty of saving old messages from someone who became really special in our lives. or going to familiar places that give us that small twinge in our hearts and smiles on our faces. oh memori. ada yang indah. ada yg pahit. that makes it as one of the most bittersweet feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough has happenend that I've learned perkara cantik tak kekal cantik selamanya. there always comes a day when everything changes, and it's not always for the best. despite the fact that I consider everything is important- education, lover, oxygen, food... the most important thing in life is family. there are days you love them, and others you don't. but, in the end, they're the people you always come home to. sometimes it's the family you're born into and sometimes it's the one you make for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I'm glad to be here for the next two weeks. it feels like heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif;color:#888888;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Andale Mono';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-1121366445223688475?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/1121366445223688475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=1121366445223688475&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ No Lies...jUst LOVE ~</title><content type='html'>dalam relationship, kalau  tak ada challenges tak 'cool' kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orang cakap dalam banyak- banyak kesakitan, sakit hati sebab cinta yang paling sakit. now I've come to that understanding. in a relationship, every girl has that one boy in their life that has been there for them the whole time. she makes real conversation and feels real love. then they will be together and live happily. now I doubt that. It seems when you want someone, they don't want you. And when someone  wants you, you don't want them. And when you both want each other,  something has to come around and mess it up. or to be more accurate someone will come and bring back the past sweet memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cinta pertama sukar dilupakan. coz no matter how much the boy promised you. " I sayang u jea sampai bila-bila" or "let's just forget bout our past and be happy together k", he'll never be able to forget his first love and the memories will be recalled back sometimes. so, how lucky of you to be someone's first love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then I do realize that all the best love stories have one thing in common:&lt;br /&gt;You have to  go against the odds to get there. no matter how hard or rough the situation is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do hope i've enough courage to hang on. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;just...&lt;/span&gt; maybe single is better sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_cybuH6koQS4/TA046_G_L1I/AAAAAAAAALg/LjWR2Miennk/s1600/16848_1289721755444_1002225017_883830_376420_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TA046_G_L1I/AAAAAAAAALg/LjWR2Miennk/s320/16848_1289721755444_1002225017_883830_376420_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480098907604070226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     * awk, jadi mcm byg2 nie slalu nak ;p *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8089302020326104720?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8089302020326104720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8089302020326104720&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8089302020326104720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8089302020326104720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-liesjust-love.html' title='~ No Lies...jUst LOVE ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/TA046_G_L1I/AAAAAAAAALg/LjWR2Miennk/s72-c/16848_1289721755444_1002225017_883830_376420_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-9119011571675783094</id><published>2010-06-06T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T01:21:14.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ JuSt...MaYbE ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i39.tinypic.com/51tvd5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://i39.tinypic.com/51tvd5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOMETIMES...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;smaller&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;THINGS TAKE UP THE &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;MUCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ROOM IN YOUR &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;HEART&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/1667679616874827167-9119011571675783094?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/9119011571675783094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=9119011571675783094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/9119011571675783094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/9119011571675783094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes.html' title='~ JuSt...MaYbE ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i39.tinypic.com/51tvd5_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-3197362239193903463</id><published>2010-06-01T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T19:23:44.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eDuCaTioN'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Press Statement on&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GAZA AID FLOTILLA&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Viva Palestina Malaysia is utterly shocked and outraged at the  blatant and murderous act of aggression committed by the Israeli armed  forces against the Flotilla carrying desperately needed aid to Gaza.  Early reports indicate several deaths and injuries to an international  group of peace activists whose sole intention is to break the illegal  blockade of Gaza imposed by the government of Israel. That this attack  took place against unarmed and defenseless civilians in international  waters is all the more grievous and criminal. There was absolutely no  necessity for force and all deaths and injury are simply reprehensible.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Israeli government continues to invite world scorn in its  despicable treatment of the Palestinians and this latest incident is  another ghastly and cowardly stain on its appalling human rights record.  The Israeli government has continuously denied their involvement in any  siege of Gaza but this attack in itself is an admission of Israel’s  explicit complicity in the genocide of an entire people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The presence of many Malaysians on board and other international  peace activists is of grave concern to Viva Palestina Malaysia and the  Malaysian public. Viva Palestina Malaysia, taking cognizance of this  critical turn of events in international waters, do hereby:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;a. CONDEMN in the strongest possible term this latest round of  aggression by Israel on the Freedom Flotilla;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;b. HOLD the Israeli government totally responsible for the lives and  well being of all volunteers on board the Freedom Flotilla;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;c. DEMAND the immediate release of all the volunteers and urgent  medical care be given to the injured;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;d. URGE the United Nations and all democratic nations of the world to  do everything possible to end wanton killings of innocent peace  activists on the Freedom Flotilla;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e. &lt;/strong&gt;DEMAND that all the aid destined for Gaza be  released with immediate effect;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;f. SUPPORT any move by the Government of Malaysia to ensure the  safety of Malaysians on board the Freedom Flotilla and continue to  champion the Palestinian cause in their aspirations towards freedom,  justice and self determination.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;source: mindacergas.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="id_4c04ed0a1864c6041ca2d" class="text_exposed_root text_exposed"&gt;BISMILLAHIRAHMANIRAHIM&lt;br /&gt;Ya  Allah sebagai mana Kau pernah menghantar burung² ababil untuk&lt;br /&gt;menghancurkan  tentera bergajah Musyrikin. Maka kami memohon padamu ya&lt;br /&gt;Allah,  turunkanlah bantuan-Mu kali ini kepada org² Islam di Palestin,&lt;br /&gt;hancurkanlah  rejim zionis sedahsyat-dahsyatnya.. Amin Ya Robal Alamin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do keep on praying people...it's one of our hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-3197362239193903463?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/3197362239193903463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=3197362239193903463&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/3197362239193903463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/3197362239193903463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/06/press-statement-on-gaza-aid-flotilla.html' title=''/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5318651125266151061</id><published>2010-06-01T18:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T18:59:17.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ i WaNt y0uR LoVe, i d0N't wAnT y0uR rEvEnGe ~</title><content type='html'>I am majoring in English Literature &amp;amp; Linguistics. I explore lots of poems and plays. but I hate "Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of people adore their so-called love story. I hate how everyone compares love to Romeo &amp;amp; Juliet. did anyone ever read that play? memahami sedalam-dalamnya? the two met only for a few minutes. accidentally. started getting on a balcony a few hours later. they got married, did the big deed and they died. is that called LOVE? I bet Juliet didn't even know Romeo's favourite food, much less his birthday. it was only lust but it truly is tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want a relationship like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is the only exception. but, to be honest. I don't know his favourite food or movie. I don't know who his best friend is, or how long it takes him to get ready. I just get to know that he loves spicy things dan juga bola sepak. I don't know every single detail about every single aspect of him. but I do know that he is the unique guy i've come across ;). and most importantly, I know one which is everything about him, one that is more important than looks.heee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Andale Mono;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/1667679616874827167-5318651125266151061?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5318651125266151061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5318651125266151061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5318651125266151061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5318651125266151061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want-y0ur-love-i-d0nt-want-y0ur.html' title='~ i WaNt y0uR LoVe, i d0N&apos;t wAnT y0uR rEvEnGe ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8111706354593135997</id><published>2010-05-27T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T18:31:53.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h0pE'/><title type='text'>~ LyRiCs t0 mY LiFe ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish that I was one of those people that:&lt;br /&gt;the clouds always cleared  for,&lt;br /&gt;the sun always shined on,&lt;br /&gt;and the stars always came out for.&lt;br /&gt;I  wish I was the reason they invented spotlights for,&lt;br /&gt;the kind of  person that people longed to be...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wouldn't that be nice?&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/1667679616874827167-8111706354593135997?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8111706354593135997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8111706354593135997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8111706354593135997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8111706354593135997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/05/lyrics-t0-my-life.html' title='~ LyRiCs t0 mY LiFe ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-6064852549785239106</id><published>2010-05-26T21:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T22:25:39.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ wHeN iT's JuSt mE &amp; y0u, wHo kNoWs wHaT wE c0uLd d0 ;) ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;ever have that person in your life that you just can't give up on?  the one person that can screw you over time after time,but you always  give them another chance and there is always another chance waiting for  them.the person you know you're better off without but you can't seem to  let them go. having this person in your life,it doesn't make you weak,  it just means you have a weakness. there is no way to stop loving them,  so don't bother to try...but don't let them define your life, either.  it's yours, and yours alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dear YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I know you used to spend every day thinking about him and  dreaming about him, and everytime he walked by you lost yourself, I might not know what that feels like. And I couldn’t possibly know what it feels  like to have that person not have the same  feelings back. Look, I'm  sorry if you miss the way he looked at you, but I think you shouldn't miss that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sad isn't it? How no matter what you do or say to him... when he  comes running back... when he needs you again... you'll be there... right  there waiting for him, you'll take him back... no questions asked. Sad  isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but dear YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people can just move on, you know. They mourn and cry and  then they're done with it or at least appear to be. But to you, I don't  know. I didn't want to fix it; I didn't want you to forget it. It wasn't  something that was broken, it was just something that happened. And I want you to  find ways, everyday, of working around it. You're respecting and  remembering it, but you should getting along with your life at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes, there are things in our life that aren't meant to stay.  Sometimes, change may not be what we want. Sometimes, change is exactly  what we need. And sometimes, saying goodbye is the hardest thing you  think you'll never have to do, but sometimes, saying hello again is the  thing that breaks you down and makes you more vulnerable than you ever  though possible. Sometimes, change is too much to bear. But most of the  time, change is the only thing saving your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I LOVE YOU DEAR FREN...AND YOU SHOULD KNOW IT...BE STRONG K =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-6064852549785239106?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/6064852549785239106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=6064852549785239106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6064852549785239106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm a teenage girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i have my good days and bad days, and sometimes i take it out on others. when my ipod is blasting, the rest of the world gets tuned out. i have a wonderful family which is so supportive and 'chaotic'. there's a boy that i can't seem to stop thinking about. he's the reason i always pay attention to my phone. i can't go a day without saying or doing something silly. i truly don't know what i would do without my friends, they know how to make me feel happy and always there for me. i can be stubborn, bitchy and little clueless at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, in one day, dozens of things go wrong...but when i step back and look at things clearly, i realize how much&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; i truly appreciate life, with every imperfection&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna fly with every dream you chase, you're gonna cry, but know that that's okay. sometimes life's not fair, but if you hang in there, you're gonna see that sometimes bad is good. we just have to believe things will work out like they should. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;life has no guarantees, but always loved by me, you're gonna be =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i can't remain young, i know i have a lot to learn, and i just don't want to grow up too fast...&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/1667679616874827167-7301179756224912946?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7301179756224912946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7301179756224912946&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7301179756224912946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7301179756224912946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/05/membesar.html' title='~ mEmBeSaR ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7752693721561896384</id><published>2010-05-12T01:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:28:56.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ EvErYtHiNg LeAvEs a MaRk ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" Life is like an onion: you peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep." - Carl Sandburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semalam saya diuji, pastinya hari ini dan hari seterusnya saya akan diuji. kerana hidup adalah satu ujian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my life, i've been told the things i cannot do. all my life they will say i'm not good enough or strong enough or talented enough. they will say i'm in the wrong height or wrong weight or the wrong type to be this to achieve this. they will tell me no, a thousand times of "NO's", until all the "NO's" become meaningless. all my life they will tell me no, quite firmly and very quickly. and now it's the time to tell them yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to expect nothing. i just want to live frugally in surprise. as there are only  two ways to live your life. one is as though nothing is a miracle. the  other is everything is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i'm gonna start to try a little harder, gonna make every minute last longer, gonna learn to live and forget, because i don't have long, gonna make the most of it. today i'm gonna love my enemies, reach out to somebody who needs me, make a change, make the world a better place because tomorrow could be one day too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every person leaves a mark. i just hope that i leave a good one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7752693721561896384?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7752693721561896384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7752693721561896384&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7752693721561896384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7752693721561896384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/05/everything-leaves-mark.html' title='~ EvErYtHiNg LeAvEs a MaRk ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8163266325986755124</id><published>2010-04-28T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:12:14.699+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h0pE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ LiFe is BriEf ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S9hCCGK5hNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/78VgFynSJ0w/s1600/showing-love_1-bear.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S9hCCGK5hNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/78VgFynSJ0w/s320/showing-love_1-bear.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465190751597593810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is made up of meetings and partings. people come into your life everyday, you say good morning, you say good evening, some stay for a few minutes, some stay for a few months, some a year, others a whole lifetime. no matter who it is, you meet and then you part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setiap pertemuan dan perpisahan yang Tuhan tentukan pasti ada sebabnya. dan di sebalik sebab- sebab itu pasti terselit hikmahnya. dalam bulan ini sahaja, saya mendapat lima berita tentang kematian orang tersayang kepada kawan-kawan saya. salam takziah kepada ahli keluarga mereka dan sama-sama kita sedekahkan al-Fatihah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa yang membuatkan saya terfikir, hidup ini tak panjang. sudah banyak perkara yang membuang masa yang dah dilakukan. ada waktu yang lebih banyak dihabiskan bersama teman berbanding keluarga sendiri. kita tidak akan sedar selagi kita biarkan diri kita hanyut. tiada niat untuk tuding jari kepada sesiapa hanya sekadar peringatan bersama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's difficult to know which second among a lifetime of seconds is more special. often when you realise how precious those seconds are, it's too late for them to be captured because the moment has passed. we realise too late. and when that happens there is no use of regret. have a good life people. appreciate every moment with your love ones =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8163266325986755124?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8163266325986755124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S9hCCGK5hNI/AAAAAAAAAKg/78VgFynSJ0w/s72-c/showing-love_1-bear.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8872380421918689358</id><published>2010-04-14T13:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:34:24.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h0pE'/><title type='text'>~ HoPiNg FoR MiRacLeS ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S8VTb97vG1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/GfU-C9kPPyc/s1600/coin-flip.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S8VTb97vG1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/GfU-C9kPPyc/s320/coin-flip.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459861863203281746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;as we grow up..we often have to make decision in life and sometimes question about it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what to do when faced with two choices???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a person used to tell me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;simple.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;toss a coin&lt;/span&gt;. it works not because it answers the question for you. but because while the coin is in the air, you suddenly realize what you are hoping for.and now I realize that it might be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi, ape-ape pun sebagai Muslim...the best way is absolutely by praying...it is the only way to get the right answers for your decision. and make sure that you will never regret about your answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miracle doesn't happen by itself people, you must ask for it...and only HIM can give it to you =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8872380421918689358?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8872380421918689358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8872380421918689358&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8872380421918689358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8872380421918689358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoping-for-miracles.html' title='~ HoPiNg FoR MiRacLeS ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S8VTb97vG1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/GfU-C9kPPyc/s72-c/coin-flip.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-2082205298764713869</id><published>2010-04-13T13:21:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:51:15.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masam manis'/><title type='text'>~ cHiLdHooD ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S8QAr5-FkwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oWXAROwMv0w/s1600/girl_swing_004_lge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S8QAr5-FkwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oWXAROwMv0w/s320/girl_swing_004_lge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459489402575491842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;" there is always one moment in childhood when the doors open and let the future in."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;- Deepak Chopra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After all this "growing up" I can honestly say I love swings... I can still recall the first time I learnt to swing by myself and that awesome butterfly feeling in my stomach. I think I've outgrown this particular swing though :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny the memories that stay with you through time and it's sad when I think of all the days in my life where I actually can't remember what I did or what my thoughts were. time passes so fast though. how I miss my childhood time- with no responsibility and full of innocence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;now I've come to my adulthood yet still with no maturity. I know I've to move on with no regrets. but the memory of childhood will still be alive as from there I learn to be who I am- a girl on her swing after fighting with the feeling of nervous. and I'll never &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;GIVE UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s: ada sape2 mau me to push their swing? ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-2082205298764713869?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/2082205298764713869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=2082205298764713869&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2082205298764713869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2082205298764713869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/04/childhood.html' title='~ cHiLdHooD ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S8QAr5-FkwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/oWXAROwMv0w/s72-c/girl_swing_004_lge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-4696423003893512468</id><published>2010-04-12T14:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T15:00:40.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ LoVe uR FaMiLy ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S8LE5qkYqMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/jiizG-ofaX0/s1600/9532_1258840308089_1142093844_776635_8114227_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S8LE5qkYqMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/jiizG-ofaX0/s320/9532_1258840308089_1142093844_776635_8114227_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459142193284950210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*love u all so much*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ramai orang cakap duit itu penting...betul ke????&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know about a true story...suatu petang, tiga beradik pergi ke satu pesta jualan bersama ayah mereka. tetapi sebelum itu, ayah mereka pergi ke bank untuk mengeluarkan duit dan meninggalkan tiga beradik tersebut untuk meng 'explore' barangan dulu. sekembalinya ayah mereka ke pesta tersebut, beliau bercadang untuk kembali ke pesta tersebut pada malam hari... mereka sekeluarga pulang tanpa membeli ape-ape barang. at night, baru the siblings know that their father tidak dapat mengeluarkan duit pada petang tadi...tanpa sebab yang munasabah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this story touched me because their father put his children's needs as the priority even though he knew he did not have enough money. and he can not afford to buy his own things with full satisfaction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as for me, i absolutely agree that money is important. duit amat penting untuk hidup di zaman ini. however, i know that money can't buy happiness as it is so precious. at such time, baru nak sedar kesilapan2 yang dah terlanjur sebelum ini.huhu.so to my family, i love all of you so much with all my heart...above all things.no matter what happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;p/s: moral of the story..kena lebih berjimat coz malang tidak berbau.we never know what might come people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1667679616874827167-4696423003893512468?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/4696423003893512468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=4696423003893512468&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4696423003893512468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/4696423003893512468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/04/love-ur-family.html' title='~ LoVe uR FaMiLy ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S8LE5qkYqMI/AAAAAAAAAJo/jiizG-ofaX0/s72-c/9532_1258840308089_1142093844_776635_8114227_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5506373346233942536</id><published>2010-03-16T12:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T12:26:56.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ GrAcEfuLnEss oF aN eLePhAnT ~</title><content type='html'>people loves to make promises...I hate them...because the promises never have been fulfilled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even I try not to trust. I tend to put too much hope on the promises...fool me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a relationship, i discover something. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE &amp;amp; HATE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;there's a fine line between love and hate. love frees a soul and in the same breath can sometimes suffocate it. I walked that tight rope with all the gracefulness of an elephant, my head weighing me to the side of hate, my heart hoisting me to the side of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a wobbly journey and sometimes I fell. sometimes I fell for long periods of time but never for too long. never for as long as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not asking to be liked. I've never yearned to be liked, nor am I asking to be understood fully. when I behaved that way, when I left by your side, let go of your hand, hung up the phone, even I had difficulty liking me, understanding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's just how I was.&lt;br /&gt;     how I was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-5506373346233942536?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5506373346233942536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5506373346233942536&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5506373346233942536'/><link rel='self' 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lebih...hasil sewaan kereta yang agak lumayan ;)&lt;br /&gt;so, saya dan kekanda bercadang nak dinner sama2...kami keluar jea uni dengan perasaan teruja tanpa menyedari 'pemangsa-pemangsa' yang sudah sedia menanti. once sampai kat trafik light kat satu simpang, dengan konfidennya kekanda belok sambil &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;melanggar lampu merah&lt;/span&gt;.huu...minta perhatian...kami dah biasa buat macam tu..dah habit...cuma malang tak berbau...semalam tetiba ada pegawai2 jpj pulak elok buat operasi kat simpang tu...haish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa yang saya concern from that incident is rezeki yang pegawai2 tersebut dapat. incik kekanda went out to negotiate with the officer. then came toward the car and took rm50, so we were released after that.kekanda beritahu yang saman for langgar lampu merah suppose rm300 tapi after dapat duit kopi rm50-dilepaskan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really grateful because we have to pay rm50-at least. i know it is really our mistake for not obeying the traffic rules but i just wonder does that mean that we had bribe the officer? and does that indicate that the officer actually intended to receive the bribery?dunia sekarang sudah tidak selamat...people tends to do anything...even bad things. as long as they do not get into trouble. i finally realize...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: hilang rm50 dari rezeki sewa kereta...huuu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8168754702101794549?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8168754702101794549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8168754702101794549&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8168754702101794549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8168754702101794549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/03/semalam-baru-jea-dapat-rezeki-lebih.html' title='~ bRiBeRy ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7064918297741688683</id><published>2010-02-15T09:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:28:53.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h0pE'/><title type='text'>~ LiFe's cLiMb ~</title><content type='html'>why people love to fight over small things and not something important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friends are fighting about the stories that have been made up...&lt;br /&gt;couples are fighting about jealousy...&lt;br /&gt;mothers and daughters are fighting about privacy...&lt;br /&gt;celebrities  are fighting to be more popular...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fight is necessary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" when we stop fighting for each other, that's when we lost our humanity." -jackson curtis, 2012-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in a proper conditions...I kept thinking why people does not prefer to make the world a better place. try to live in harmony and peace people! do no waste your life and keep on struggling for yourself and others.because we certainly do no want to lose our humanity. for we know it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;priceless&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-7064918297741688683?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/7064918297741688683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=7064918297741688683&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7064918297741688683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/7064918297741688683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/02/lifes-climb.html' title='~ LiFe&apos;s cLiMb ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-6853476057512733962</id><published>2010-01-28T01:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:19:12.130+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ F.R.I.E.N.D.S ~</title><content type='html'>I'm finding that realization is so much more frustrating than never finding anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how often we wish we had stayed on the same path.&lt;br /&gt;I disappear regularly, I lose contact regularly.&lt;br /&gt;no one checks up on me and I like it that way.&lt;br /&gt;I like to come and go as I please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet now I realize something.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends. a lot. but what's the reasons of the feeling?&lt;br /&gt;we all get lost once in a while and busy with our own life...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes by choice, sometimes due to forces beyond our control.&lt;br /&gt;when we learn what it is our soul needs to learn, the path presents itself.&lt;br /&gt;I regret because I do not contact my friends often enough, and I am really sorry for behaving like that...huu...just want you, who are my friends, know that our friendship still precious for me even I lack in my concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: all of u will still be my bff even xde dlm gmba d bwh...n i juz realize that we hadn't take much pic.huhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/S2B-h2m1CMI/AAAAAAAAAHg/vtB5Sc2oF8w/s72-c/n1143235122_233855_9362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5022280697248375872</id><published>2010-01-19T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T00:37:53.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>~ uNTiTLeD ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life is not filled with satisfaction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only one thing that i request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be understood??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it so hard to do?&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/1667679616874827167-5022280697248375872?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5022280697248375872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5022280697248375872&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5022280697248375872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5022280697248375872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/01/untitled.html' title='~ uNTiTLeD ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-6696878533851604530</id><published>2010-01-15T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T15:59:36.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>~ iF y0u c0uLd sEE mE n0w ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;life is funny, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when you think you've got it all figured out, just when you finally begin to plan something, get excited about it and feel like you know what direction you're heading in, the paths change, the signs change, the wind blows the other way, north is suddenly south, and east is west and you're lost. it is so easy to lose your way, to lose direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there aren't many sure things in life, but one thing I do know is that you have to deal with the consequences of your actions. you have to follow through on some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always give up. what have I ever had to do in my life that really needed to be done? I always had a choice, and I always took the easy way out- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; always took the easy way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is hard! so what? it's hard for everyone, isn't it? anyone who says it's easy is a liar. while for me I'm only find it terribly hard in 'relationship issues'. people tends to say &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;soulmates always end up together. ex-girlfriends or boyfriends are easily forgotten. best friends stay with you forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can somebody proof to me that the statement is true? coz I really do hope so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-6696878533851604530?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/6696878533851604530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=6696878533851604530&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6696878533851604530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/6696878533851604530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/01/life-is-funny-isnt-it-just-when-you.html' title='~ iF y0u c0uLd sEE mE n0w ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-7021802544921156465</id><published>2010-01-12T17:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:39:34.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ HeLL0 R0mAnTiC0 ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 Januari 2010 ( Isnin) - 11.45pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;waktu berpisah:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;gf:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;shafiq...thanks sangat2 ari nie...bye. (dengan nada gembira)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;bf:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;wokeh. happy birthday. (tersenyum). eh...orang terjumpa kad tadi. ada tulis nama ila. (sambil hulur kad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;gf:&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;....................... (terkejut, terharu, senyum sorang2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;tiba- tiba dia bertindak romantik. impress. excited =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;even it's only a birthday card. means a lot to me. coz kad tersebut ditulis oleh orang tersayang. dengan rasa kasi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;h sayang untuk orang tersayang.hehe. I really appreciate it dear busyuk2...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;boleh pulak buat innocence ea.hehe.x0x0 =D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;* tamat di sini ayat2 jiwang...heee.... *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;* bermula ayat2 serius =p *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;apa ada pada 22 tahun???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;usia sudah meningkat, tapi perangai masih macam budak- budak. as my age increases, i think the more childish i've become.apa boleh buat?hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;sekarang saya sudah mula untuk think about future seriously. about my education, my relationship, my LIFE. only one thing that always disturb me- my self confidence! saya selalu terfikir, boleh ke saya teruskan? boleh ke saya capai impian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;but now, i know i have to make a good decision. i've always thought that things aren't going to be fair in the real world. even if karma happenned. it's just the way it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sometimes fate just can't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;stop meddling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;there are some people that can achieve bright future without doing much but some, like me have to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; fight well in achieving good life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;this year, i just hold on to this principle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"do not afraid of life, follow your instinct, and be yourself!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;and that really give me a boost of strength. I didn't see it coming, but I can definitely feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:110%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; I long for the strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;p/s: also need prayer from all =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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: left;"&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/1667679616874827167-7021802544921156465?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8197375047226711796</id><published>2010-01-06T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:48:22.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ HiDDeN ~</title><content type='html'>men are very weak&lt;br /&gt;they make principle but dun realize dat no principle can override the heart&lt;br /&gt;n we remind these stubborn men that bonds of the heart are based on feelings n not principles&lt;br /&gt;but these bonds are created by telling the other person bout one's inner feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however sumtimes saying wat one feels can break one's heart&lt;br /&gt;but by not saying it,u won't be happy&lt;br /&gt;so wat're we supposed to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-8197375047226711796?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8197375047226711796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8197375047226711796&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8197375047226711796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8197375047226711796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/10/hidden.html' title='~ HiDDeN ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-2663113255172842544</id><published>2010-01-02T12:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:26:33.754+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h0pE'/><title type='text'>~ AkaN DiCaPai ~</title><content type='html'>2010 sudah bermula...azam baru pun dah ditetapkan...harap terlaksana...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hopes in education:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  tak malas nak pergi kelas...nie niat pagi2 bangun tido asyik nak ponteng kelas jea.haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) tak stress lagi dgn 1 subjek major nie.sangat kritikal dengan subjek nie.camne subjek nie boleh wujud (?_?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) pointer kena naik lagi...asyik statik jea... *memang laa tak naik klo asyik main2 ;p*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) assingment.ape tips nak siapkan assingment awal2? nie habit selalu nak buat keje las minit.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-setelah disenaraikan, rupanya sifat malas amat tebal dalam diri saya.ish3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hopes in relationship:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) harap dapat luang masa dengan family sangat2.mau pergi vacation sama2.huu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) dapat ronggeng dengan bff saya puas2.next year maybe dah jarang lepak2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) dapat kad jemputan kawen kawan2. mau makan nasi minyak.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) dengan busyuk2 saya, sangat harap saya dapat memahami kam000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- social skill &amp;amp; relationship saya still perlu di 'upgrade' (@_@)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all, this year is a fresh start for me. with new plans and new strategies in my life. I do hope this year akan jadi lebih bermakna dengan sweet and bad memories that will remain in my thought =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# SELAMAT TAHUN BARU SEMUA #&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: baru jea bazirkan duit untuk shopping di hari pertama new year.haish.camne nak blaja bjimat nie.hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-2663113255172842544?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/2663113255172842544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=2663113255172842544&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2663113255172842544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2663113255172842544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2010/01/akan-dicapai.html' title='~ AkaN DiCaPai ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-2706362046337927574</id><published>2009-12-28T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:31:46.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ YoU mAkE mE FeeL _Ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You have changed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why... I just feel different.&lt;br /&gt;Your words seem rude to me... your attitude seems harsh to me.&lt;br /&gt;There's no more great and sincere laughter between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I'm mad at you...No, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just mad at myself...Just because...&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand you anymore. I guess I never do.&lt;br /&gt;Even how hard I keep on trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, I think it's me that have changed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yeah, it's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For being such sensitive and emotional girL...&lt;br /&gt;I just can't lie to myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: sowry 11x =(&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/1667679616874827167-2706362046337927574?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/2706362046337927574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=2706362046337927574&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2706362046337927574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2706362046337927574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-make-me-feel-ad.html' title='~ YoU mAkE mE FeeL _Ad'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-903561201962029978</id><published>2009-12-14T01:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T02:08:03.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masam manis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><title type='text'>~ wHaT a Day ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've been robbed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I know what is the feeling of losing something that quite important&lt;br /&gt;when you have it you seem to take it for granted&lt;br /&gt;but once you lose it, you will regret it&lt;br /&gt;serve me right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the incident gave quite an impact to me&lt;br /&gt;but then through the incident also I come to realize something&lt;br /&gt;I could get to know the people that will be supporting me and the group that will ignore me&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot guys for the concern...&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it s0000 much =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-903561201962029978?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/903561201962029978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=903561201962029978&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/903561201962029978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/903561201962029978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-day.html' title='~ wHaT a Day ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5979906476035871938</id><published>2009-12-12T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T04:38:38.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h0pE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ H0pE d SkY iS aLwAyS bLuE ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;twinkle twinkle little stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always prefer to look at the sky when I have bad feelings about my life.The sky is so wide, the moon and the stars just make me feel better.How great the creations of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without problems is not cool right?So I guess I have to bear with all the troubles that are competing to rush into my life.Yet, the most troublesome dilemma is when it is related with your feelings.How could I ignore others' feelings?Can I be that selfish?Just thinking of it makes me feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father used to tell me that memory is a good thing to be remembered, either it was the good one or the bad one.But papa, your daughter is not strong enough to bear with all of the memories in her life.I try hard to delete all the bad memories in my mind.I wish I have a quite large and enough space of dustbin to dispose all the memories.How fool I am to think something like that.But I know I actually have to learn from the bad memories.For better future.So that I will never repeat the same mistakes again.Thanks for your advice papa.Your daughter understands the situation now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Soulmate, sorry for giving you a lot of troubles. I know I have to understand you better. I need to be more mature person.How childish I am right?And I have to struggle hard to maintain this feeling towards you.Saya masih bertahan dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, listening to Love You Yes-Couple::while looking at the sky::finish this entry.Now I feel relieve and great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hope the night sky will always been occupied by the moon and the stars ;D&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/1667679616874827167-5979906476035871938?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5979906476035871938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5979906476035871938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5979906476035871938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5979906476035871938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/12/h0pe-d-sky-is-always-blue_12.html' title='~ H0pE d SkY iS aLwAyS bLuE ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8360491488496324497</id><published>2009-12-04T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T01:53:23.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eDuCaTioN'/><title type='text'>~ FiGhTiNg SpiRiT ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;waaa...lepas da struggle nak check result.dengan website buat hal...lagi bertambah berdebar nak tau result.tp Alhamdulillah...hasil yang tidak berapa mengecewakan.sume &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;lulus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;pointer pown bley tahan sikit walaupun memang rase macam hancur jea sem nie...ada 1 subjek yang agak mengganggu prestasi. tapi da nasib coz banyak bermain dan kurang fokus.so memang konfem kena struggle lebih utk new sem...haishhh...kalau tak mesti kecewa...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang baru nak sedar yang time belajar main2 sangat...bila da dapat result yang cukup-cukup makan jea baru nak insaf...sebelum ini takde pulak terfikir ape akibat kalau tak fokus.apa boleh buat...da memang kebanyakan ragam pelajar sebegitu rupa.time exam or kuiz jea baru nak bukak buku ;p.selain dari waktu genting camtu,enjoy laa kan...hehe...how i wish i can be more hardworking student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: yet, still have to struggle for next sem. * fighting everybody ;)) *&lt;/span&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/1667679616874827167-8360491488496324497?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8360491488496324497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=8360491488496324497&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8360491488496324497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/8360491488496324497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/12/fighting-spirit.html' title='~ FiGhTiNg SpiRiT ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-2322000402495281239</id><published>2009-11-30T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T00:24:57.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='masam manis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>~ a GOOD day ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i hate rude people...especially girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa perempuan susah nak kawal emosi???&lt;br /&gt;bila tau boyfren rapat dengan perempuan lain jea terus nak gaduh2 tanpa usul periksa.&lt;br /&gt;dan tak pasal2 jea perempuan tu kena tuduh yang bukan2, semua kesalahan diletakkan atas perempuan tu...kenapa boyfren tak kena tuduh juga???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kenapa perempuan bila jatuh cinta sanggup berkorban apa saja demi boyfren???&lt;br /&gt;sampai ada yang tak jaga maruah sendiri, sampai ada yang sanggup ketepikan famili dan sanggup keluarkan kata2 kesat pada siapa2 yang menghalang hubungan itu.&lt;br /&gt;dan ada juga yang sanggup putus kawan hanya kerana kawan itu rapat dengan boyfren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u think that everybody around u is a loser, u should think about urself too...&lt;br /&gt;u have make a sin just by not being fair and illogical to others.&lt;br /&gt;why don't u ponder for a moment what have u done towards your family, frens, lover and most important to your God. and what have they sacrifice to u in their life???&lt;br /&gt;life should not be complicated and we should appreciate it every moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;by not losing it to evil whispers that can lead us to the wrong path in life ;))&lt;/span&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/1667679616874827167-2322000402495281239?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/2322000402495281239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=2322000402495281239&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2322000402495281239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2322000402495281239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-day.html' title='~ a GOOD day ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5634885653492691846</id><published>2009-11-24T00:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T00:22:37.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='m0viE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ oH mY pRaDa...PANASSS!!!! ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/Swq2Nsxpr4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/5wr1cwh5MDg/s1600/Pisau+Cukur+%28Malay+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/Swq2Nsxpr4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/5wr1cwh5MDg/s320/Pisau+Cukur+%28Malay+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407334649085669250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;last week me n ma fwen tgk movie 'pisau cukur'.&lt;br /&gt;suppose nk tgk '2012', tp too many people lines up nak beli tiket...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a Malay movie, cite nie bley tahan jgk laa...&lt;br /&gt;ada its own sense of humour n interpretations...&lt;br /&gt;n dgn lakonan mantap fazura, maya n aaron =))&lt;br /&gt;i think i can give 8 out of 10 for dis movie...&lt;br /&gt;especially untuk aksi gedik...hehe&lt;br /&gt;(rs cm movie critics plk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lepas tgk movie nie, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;stigma&lt;/span&gt; towards ppuan 'pisau cukur' nie da brubah sikit...&lt;br /&gt;maybe they have their own reason to be some one like that...&lt;br /&gt;yup...money is really important,tp protection from the partner also important for me.&lt;br /&gt;to hold me when i'm going down, to comfort me when i've bad feelings, to back up me when some one say bad things about me.&lt;br /&gt;so my dear busyuk2,can u do that to me? (^_*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: miss time childhood,papa olwez hold my hand when i tried to walk &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/1667679616874827167-5634885653492691846?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5634885653492691846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5634885653492691846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5634885653492691846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5634885653492691846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-my-pradapanasss.html' title='~ oH mY pRaDa...PANASSS!!!! ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/Swq2Nsxpr4I/AAAAAAAAAG4/5wr1cwh5MDg/s72-c/Pisau+Cukur+%28Malay+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-1191050545850773128</id><published>2009-11-18T01:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T02:18:27.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='h0pE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frEns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><title type='text'>~ cHeNta YaNg SeMpUrNa ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;life is unpredictable...&lt;br /&gt;we dun even can get an idea wat might happen tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;i get a shocked news today...&lt;br /&gt;one of my frens' mother has passed away today...&lt;br /&gt;dun ever get to contact him for a quite long time...&lt;br /&gt;dunnoe why he kept a sudden distance...but now i guess i noe d answer...&lt;br /&gt;salam takziah my fren...be strong k...i noe it's hard..but u must noe dat there's olwez family n fren dat u can keep holding on k...we'll give our full support...insyaAllah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe everybody will face the death someday...&lt;br /&gt;i juz can't imagine how am i suppose to face it...i noe it's inappropriate to talk about dis matter...&lt;br /&gt;but it's juz kept coming in my mind today...&lt;br /&gt;n now i noe i have to appreciate every single moment in my life..&lt;br /&gt;there is not much time for me to quarrel over small thing...&lt;br /&gt;there is not much time for me to spend quality moment with my loved ones...&lt;br /&gt;there is not much time for me to waste by hating people...&lt;br /&gt;bcoz we'll never noe wat might come afterwards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do hope there's still &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;TOMORROW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me to tell my family how much i love them...&lt;br /&gt;for me to tell my busyuk how i appreciate for ur concern...&lt;br /&gt;for me to tell my dearly frens thank u for olwez by my side...&lt;br /&gt;for me to keep striving for d best in my education...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;AND for me to still keep being grateful to HIM for giving me such a wonderful lif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now i noe i shouldn't being regret and should still moving on for better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: suddenly miss my homie,busyuk2 n frens so much :((&lt;/span&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/1667679616874827167-1191050545850773128?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5781210646638488925</id><published>2009-11-15T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:57:05.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ape2 ntah'/><title type='text'>~ WisHfuL tHiNkiNg ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the situation seems to change...&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat happen to me rite now...&lt;br /&gt;emotional changes...appetite changes...&lt;br /&gt;not to better...but to worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ari nie da lps dua paper...&lt;br /&gt;tp still rs tbeban...haish...&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow there's another paper waiting...&lt;br /&gt;but wat i'm doing rite now???&lt;br /&gt;BLOGGING!!!bagos sgt laa tu... ;pp&lt;br /&gt;malasnye laa nk study...bkn nk insaf pown...&lt;br /&gt;td da r jwb tunggang langgang...ntah lecturer phm ke x...&lt;br /&gt;huhu...sowry lah yerk dear sir...it's really my fault....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm...klo nk trus grad jea bley x???&lt;br /&gt;brangan jea laa..i noe it's nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;i juz hope i can find my 'study mood'...bcoz it's MISSING rite now *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i noe i have to find it quickly...if u found it...do inform me ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: i think i already having post exam syndrome ;(&lt;/span&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/1667679616874827167-5781210646638488925?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5781210646638488925/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-6587808771986640916</id><published>2009-11-09T03:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T04:11:01.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>~ L0neLy iS mY fRiEnD ~</title><content type='html'>i never thought that i will feel this feeling.at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;3:05am...i try to sleep.but it's hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;LONELY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems lyke he has found me.maybe he wants me to accompany him tonite.&lt;br /&gt;but y he came so sudden???&lt;br /&gt;how i hate the way he makes me feel.and how i try to make him leave.&lt;br /&gt;i try...and... i try...&lt;br /&gt;DEAR lonely,can't u juz go away???i'm not a good companion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have u ever feel that there's no one u can hold on...&lt;br /&gt;even though u have many great supporters...&lt;br /&gt;n suddenly u feel lyke to shed tears...&lt;br /&gt;but they juz won't fall down...&lt;br /&gt;i try to fight d loneliness...but he's there in the dark.he's there in my heart.in myself.&lt;br /&gt;i am fine for a while.but i start to lose control.bcoz he keep growing around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to be more optimistic.and have a really good rest...&lt;br /&gt;an enjoyable vacation maybe...&lt;br /&gt;a great escape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i know i should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-6587808771986640916?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' 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style="font-size:100%;"&gt;about these 'creatures'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/SvU06JuMKBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qJpjSr_6Ilw/s1600-h/img_chocfudgesundae1-221x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/SvU06JuMKBI/AAAAAAAAAGI/qJpjSr_6Ilw/s200/img_chocfudgesundae1-221x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401281501747488786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- chocolate sundae mcD-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventhough i have it every week, but still want it... ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/SvU18yW5Y9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GfWwHKxwZAg/s1600-h/BigAppleDonuts2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/SvU18yW5Y9I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GfWwHKxwZAg/s200/BigAppleDonuts2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401282646527009746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- big apple donuts -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da lame xmrase...sy mau...huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/SvU3XQ23kcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RRilw1vfo6Q/s1600-h/cadbury-milk-chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/SvU3XQ23kcI/AAAAAAAAAGY/RRilw1vfo6Q/s200/cadbury-milk-chocolate.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401284200902398402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- cadbury chocolates -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to have it everyday, but should stop 4 my teeth's g00dness..hee...but how bout juz 1 more :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/SvU4wGjjVCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QJiU51I1U64/s1600-h/edits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cybuH6koQS4/SvU4wGjjVCI/AAAAAAAAAGo/QJiU51I1U64/s320/edits.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401285727145382946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;kam000...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could u eat all my favourites!!!isk3...&lt;br /&gt;oopssS... is this pic include in d list too ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for those who think that they are kind-hearted n generous,&lt;br /&gt;do treat me wif the food k&lt;br /&gt;can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ;D&lt;br 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impression...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it so00 important???&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; to observe surroundings. i will look at people around me. the way they dress, the way they talk, the way they walk n the way they behave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day when i was hanging out with my bff,while we're juz sat around watching people, i saw a young couple. perhaps around 20++ years old. handsome + beauty. d boy was wearing adidas t-shirt, baggy denim short, converse sneakers and cap.yeah...nothing to impress.just lyke any ordinary teenage boys. while his gurl was wearing dark green knit tube dress and yup...her dress was only down till her knees. of coz there were some guys stared at his gurl..include my bff. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BOYZ&lt;/span&gt;...wateva... maybe also nothing to impress till...when i wanted to perform prayer at d surau.yeah3...d gurl was there preparing to perform the prayer... what the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i shouldn't judge people by her appearance.maybe i have miss sumthing important n that will make me misjudge people.but please gurl, couldn't u wear sumthing more descent??? never crossed in my mind that u're Malay k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's true that first impression is not about what we wear, but people still can judge us by only looking at what we wear. u are not going to let other people look down on u rite. so u better give them good impressions about u. they don't know u yet n be sure dat u expose urself wif sumthing that u really shoud be proud of =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: can't imagine wat people will think during my interview s000n...&lt;/span&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/1667679616874827167-8844681462128758833?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-1022738466041085160</id><published>2009-10-29T08:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T17:05:00.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>~ tAkE mE t0 d sTaRs ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i olwez hide sumthing from u...&lt;br /&gt;i olwez tell lies to u...&lt;br /&gt;but u never understand it&lt;br /&gt;i really didn't mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had bad bad days rite now...&lt;br /&gt;u dunnoe how miserable am i&lt;br /&gt;ma fault to let them go on u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;boo&lt;/span&gt; to maself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish to go to a peaceful place...&lt;br /&gt;take a deep breath n enjoy d scenery of nature...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna look at d stars...&lt;br /&gt;n realize dat d sky is sooo beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna enjoy d juicy n tastiness of ice-cream...&lt;br /&gt;n donuts...&lt;br /&gt;do bring peace n calm to mE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: can't wait dis saturday =D&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/1667679616874827167-1022738466041085160?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/1022738466041085160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-8333352118337343356</id><published>2009-10-29T07:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T08:29:22.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ cAri SkAnDaL LaGi ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;WORD....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes can be a curse...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes can be a miracle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people can get hurt by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; one word&lt;br /&gt;and also can be s000 happy by a word&lt;br /&gt;but how can we noe 'dat' &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; word can give such a big impact to us&lt;br /&gt;d word can signify many meanings...&lt;br /&gt;i said dat u're bad...but maybe i lyke d way u've been bad...&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i really mean dat u're bad person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out for d words u've uttered...&lt;br /&gt;they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; become true...&lt;br /&gt;kalau cakap word yg elok takpe laa kan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;wanna success in lyfe.lead a gud lyfe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;have cute child lyke Suri.being blessed olwez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp klo da pray 4 bad things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;bodo laa kau nie.otak ko biol laa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;asek2 ada skandal ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;once da tmakbul...&lt;br /&gt;br nk gelabah yerk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u think dat's a joke...&lt;br /&gt;but i think u shud regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Y?&lt;br /&gt;bcoz i already annoyed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u noe dat d word U have uttered can make Me feel so miserable...&lt;br /&gt;but i shud've known dat u really dun mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&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/1667679616874827167-8333352118337343356?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8333352118337343356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;cravings...&lt;br /&gt;huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat i want d most....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;GO HOME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saye mau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: now i think dat i'm quite manje...huhu&lt;/span&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/1667679616874827167-4981474759075229445?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/4981474759075229445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=4981474759075229445&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ c0nFeSSi0n oF aN 0rDinArY giRL ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;knape asal jd gurl jea nk emosi lbey...&lt;br /&gt;cpt senctif...&lt;br /&gt;cpt emotional...&lt;br /&gt;cpt trase...&lt;br /&gt;y dun we tend to be more cheerful (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knape asal jd gurl jea ada yg nk gedik2...&lt;br /&gt;knon2 act as an innocent little girl...&lt;br /&gt;xske and wanna kick all d bitches...&lt;br /&gt;but never realized dat she is among d bitches...&lt;br /&gt;dat other people want to kick out...&lt;br /&gt;y dun we juz be a normal girl dat do not make people feel irritated with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knape asal gurl jea msti nk relate dgn gossip...&lt;br /&gt;ske jaga tepi kain org laa...&lt;br /&gt;ske rmpas hak org laa...&lt;br /&gt;ske attract attention laa...&lt;br /&gt;y dun u juz mind ur bizness n stop messing wif other people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe words are easy to utter...but when it apply to action...it's definetely hard to do...&lt;br /&gt;but y dun we try...fix it....be optimistic...be realistic...i think u'll slowly become a better gurl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;STOP BEING AN ANNOYING PERSON IN OTHERS' EYES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*i am irritated now...but will try to fix it (n_n).do neglect d harsh words in this post...*&lt;/span&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/1667679616874827167-8044873440648222226?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/8044873440648222226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-1754049838718965945</id><published>2009-10-14T03:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T03:38:35.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>~ iGn0Re mE...bUt d0n't LeAvE mE ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want to meet u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want to text u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i dun want to call u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I THINK WE NEED A GAP...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it's juz only for a reason...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and will olwez be 4 dat reason...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DO IGNORE ME...&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/1667679616874827167-1754049838718965945?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/1754049838718965945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=1754049838718965945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1754049838718965945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1754049838718965945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/10/ign0re-mebut-d0nt-leave-me.html' title='~ iGn0Re mE...bUt d0n&apos;t LeAvE mE ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-2323987070932235857</id><published>2009-10-09T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T18:21:00.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>~ s0rrY seems 2 be d cmplicated word ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;it's my fault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;for being emotional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;it's my fault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;for being selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it's my fault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;for being ungrateful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;it's my fault...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;for not being rational&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;from all above...i juz wanna say sowry 4 having dat characteristics n keep repeating d same mistakes n make u feel annoyed...for i'm hardly comfort u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i'm jUst bEinG sTuPiD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1667679616874827167-2323987070932235857?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/2323987070932235857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=2323987070932235857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/2323987070932235857'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>~ mE....sELfiSh...sEnSiTiVe...Em0ti0NaL...s0 wAt??? ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kadang-kadang kite asek jea pkr psl org laen...smpai kite lupe nk pkr hal sndiri...&lt;br /&gt;kite asek pkr nk jage ati org laen...smpai kite lukakn ati kite sndiri...&lt;br /&gt;kite tolerate jea org nk wat ape pown...kite maafkn jea fault yg da bkali2 diulang...&lt;br /&gt;bley ke kite jd sabar smpai camtu????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i try 2 be selfish....&lt;br /&gt;i try 2 be intolerance...&lt;br /&gt;i try 2 be impatient...&lt;br /&gt;i try 2 be bad...&lt;br /&gt;but i can't...am I too good???absolutely not...stupid maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dulu saya tak pernah terfikir keadaan akn jadi lbey teruk...&lt;br /&gt;tak pernah terfikir saya akan lbey terluka...&lt;br /&gt;tak pernah terfikir saya akan lbey marah...&lt;br /&gt;n skrg i'm feel worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i've to fix it...&lt;br /&gt;as i read one of ma fren's entry... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*really thanks to her post*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said dat we have to put a distance between us n 'sumthing'&lt;br /&gt;so i think i've to make a gap between me n ......&lt;br /&gt;so i can feel better...&lt;br /&gt;n i really hope so.... (^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: but i still love u k ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1667679616874827167-1119439685494340508?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/1119439685494340508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=1119439685494340508&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1119439685494340508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/1119439685494340508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/10/meselfishsensitiveem0ti0nals0-wat.html' title='~ mE....sELfiSh...sEnSiTiVe...Em0ti0NaL...s0 wAt??? ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1667679616874827167.post-5397954205469131231</id><published>2009-09-26T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T19:55:47.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LiFe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>~ mR. h0LiDaY...i'M vErY mAd aT u!!!!! ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;knape raye ari yg bmakne???&lt;br /&gt;sbb meraikan kejayaan kte mnempuh bln puase kn???&lt;br /&gt;btol3 (eh...eh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so raye nie msti r kna hepi kn...&lt;br /&gt;raye kot...sbulan skali...&lt;br /&gt;eh...eh...staon skali...hee...&lt;br /&gt;bazir jea r klo x nkmati kn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dpt jmpe sdare mare yg da agk lame r xjmpe...&lt;br /&gt;ada yg xprnah knl pun...huhu&lt;br /&gt;dpt mkn juadah raye yg besh2...&lt;br /&gt;dpt dwet ry...*wlaupun da makin kurang (~_~)*&lt;br /&gt;dpt tmbahkn lg berat badan *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tp saye rs sgt marah dgn incik holiday...&lt;br /&gt;sbb saye nk cuti lg...&lt;br /&gt;tp incik holiday kedekut...huhu&lt;br /&gt;xpuas pun cuti2 raye smbil bfoye2...hehe&lt;br /&gt;da kna blk smbung blaja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bley x klo sy nk wat2 lupe jea cuti da habes...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sy rase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dat was a gud idea (^_*)&lt;/span&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/1667679616874827167-5397954205469131231?l=blossomieyla.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/feeds/5397954205469131231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1667679616874827167&amp;postID=5397954205469131231&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5397954205469131231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1667679616874827167/posts/default/5397954205469131231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blossomieyla.blogspot.com/2009/09/mr-h0lidayim-very-mad-at-u.html' title='~ mR. h0LiDaY...i&apos;M vErY mAd aT u!!!!! ~'/><author><name>~ iEyLa mYa ~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14812523377515501382</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B4L1gSwERqQ/Tj-Hvc6Dt7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/jKkOMEZM66A/s220/IMG_0013%2B%2528edit%2529.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
