<?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-4175403219747166848</id><updated>2011-11-12T07:13:16.615-08:00</updated><category term='I miss you so.'/><category term='my utmost loves'/><category term='moments'/><category term='bleeding love'/><category term='enough'/><category term='will love make me happier?'/><category term='bowling bowl bowl'/><category term='I&apos;m loving my journey to heaven.'/><category term='I am praying for you ex-boyfriend.'/><category term='time to let go.'/><category term='Nothing feels right when I&apos;m not with you'/><category term='isy W35A'/><category term='when I say get lost'/><category term='blessings in 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miss trekkers'/><category term='editted post'/><category term='isurrendertoeverywordssaid.'/><category term='i&apos;m superdramamenseslicious'/><category term='i wanna be the first to know.'/><category term='bitch.'/><category term='bodoh'/><category term='means GET LOST.'/><category term='love = fcuk.'/><category term='sentosa.'/><category term='Picture perfect.'/><category term='we belong together.'/><category term='I&apos;m missing HIM now.'/><category term='I&apos;m in love again.'/><category term='arriving here now.'/><category term='KMMH.'/><category term='It&apos;s hard to be in love.'/><category term='Aku cinta kamu dong.'/><category term='Birthday babi'/><category term='certainly.'/><category term='I&apos;m over you jerk.'/><category term='Khairul Hafiz Khamis is LOVE'/><category term='Face it that youre just one of a kind.'/><category term='Birthday girl'/><category term='promise me love :)'/><category term='I never want to love again(:'/><category term='lead me to your heaven'/><category term='LOL.'/><category term='i miss you.'/><category term='Happy got laki'/><category term='I don&apos;t want to call it quittt.'/><category term='fcukyou.'/><category term='gracefully dancing.'/><category term='oh baby'/><category term='No way am I going to let you go.'/><category term='I truly believe that'/><category term='yes'/><category term='I wanna be that girl.'/><category term='i don&apos;t care what you want to say'/><category term='November babi'/><category term='Now I know it&apos;s love.'/><category term='I&apos;m sorry loves.'/><category term='he contradicts every words said'/><category term='I loviiiiiiiing it.'/><category term='narniaaaaa.'/><category term='boy'/><category term='i need the time.'/><category term='she sees what she believes'/><category term='im cool with you acting true'/><category term='i love my twin.'/><category term='it&apos;s brought us here becauseeeee'/><category term='fallout'/><category term='spread the love'/><category 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Expedition.'/><category term='happy happy happy'/><category term='Better be good my sugar'/><category term='dangerously in love'/><category term='those were the days'/><category term='talk to me boy.'/><category term='Jatuh Cinta Lagi.'/><category term='just go'/><category term='Drown in your memories.'/><category term='I&apos;ve been tagged. :D'/><category term='I&apos;m yours to keep'/><category term='closing down'/><category term='Happy Love Day.'/><title type='text'>sweetest-poison</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I AM SORRY LOVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know I very mentel, itchy ass to change url over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But ah, I promise, this will be the last. (I supposed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Forgive me, pls. mwahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://albaniamiller.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://albaniamiller.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Till then, xoxo.&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/4175403219747166848-1596060167388232457?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1596060167388232457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1596060167388232457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1596060167388232457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1596060167388232457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-sorry-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-3479299165371652888</id><published>2008-11-29T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T02:43:34.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;If I could make the font bigger, I would.&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/4175403219747166848-3479299165371652888?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3479299165371652888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=3479299165371652888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3479299165371652888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3479299165371652888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/if-i-could-make-font-bigger-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-3545618264929700741</id><published>2008-11-25T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:35:15.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No airrrrrrrr.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAGGED BY SHAQ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RULE#1 :People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RULE#2 :Tag 5 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. What will you do if your whole family went overseas for a week and you’re left at home alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Have a sleepover and invite my girlfriends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy/girl younger than you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- As how long he will make me wait. Unless sh*ts happens!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I will save the money and spend it wisely (AS IF!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Haha, I have fallen for my best friend when I was in Primary Six. And we actually confessed after we became best friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. Which is more blessed, being loved by someone or loving someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Both. To love is to give. In other words, give &amp;amp; take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. List out 5 favorite things that you like and 3 things about yourself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Five favourite things;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) Lappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Handphone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) Bangles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) Watches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) Dresses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Three things;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) I am growing and growing horizontally everytime I had a meal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) I love to daydream about my future! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) As I said, I am sensitive and egoist. *eyebrows raising*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. Is there anything that has made you extremely happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Yessssssssssa! Yesterday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. What makes you sad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- When things don't go my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- At the age of 28, I want to be blissfully married and have many many kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. Who currently is the most important to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- GOD, My family, girlfriends, B&amp;amp;B, Asslove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. What is bothering you in your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- That my eyes has been twitching since 4 days ago!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;13. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Married but poor. Afterall, money you don't bring with you when you are six feet under!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;14. What are the things you wanna do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I want to have a diploma, degree(hopefully), be a filial daughter and work hard just like my mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, and both of them are the same, who would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- None. If one of them is really meant for me, no matter what or when, we will still be together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;16. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;br /&gt;- I forgive but I don't forget. It's not easy as you think it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;17. How do you say goodbye to someone you don’t want to let go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Don't ask. Just where's the "good" in the goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;18. If there is a choice between lover and friends, who would you choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Friends and lovers are the same. I will be with both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19. Will you fall in love soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I am already and hopefully still in days to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20. Name 10 people who are important in your life as of now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- GOD, Mummy, Khairul Hafiz, Fyqah, Mira, Auni, Rozzy, Yans, Manda, Baky, Myra, Fany, Eri, Sally, Awallul, Zul, Vicknesh, Ian, Vik, Syafie, Adela, Ailin, Hanz, Shaqif, Naine, Sherry, Afiqbabi, Apit, Diq. Too many already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5 people I tagged:&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave it to you guys to do it or not! Mwahs.&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/4175403219747166848-3545618264929700741?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3545618264929700741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=3545618264929700741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3545618264929700741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3545618264929700741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged-by-shaq-rule1-people-who-have.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1143511020236991291</id><published>2008-11-24T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T03:48:55.032-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Real Love is caring about the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;happiness &lt;/span&gt;of another person &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;without&lt;/span&gt; any thought for what we might get for ourselves. It’s also Real Love when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;other people care about our happiness unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt; It is not Real Love when other people like us for doing what they want. Under those conditions we’re just paying for love again. We can be certain that we’re receiving Real Love only when we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;make foolish mistakes,&lt;/span&gt; when we &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fail to do what other people want,&lt;/span&gt; and even when &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we get in their way&lt;/span&gt;, but they &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;don’t feel disappointed or irritated at us.&lt;/span&gt; That is Real Love (true unconditional love), and that love alone has the power to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heal all wounds&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bind people together&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;create relationships&lt;/span&gt; quite beyond our present capacity to imagine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was browsing through about Real Love for that "siao". When I came across this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-1143511020236991291?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1143511020236991291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1143511020236991291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1143511020236991291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1143511020236991291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-love-is-caring-about-happiness-of.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-4702471833407079564</id><published>2008-11-23T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:30:31.067-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday babi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SSl2L2WvL6I/AAAAAAAACDc/Cir6_mCHduk/s1600-h/n759003882_1007561_6717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271874784755396514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SSl2L2WvL6I/AAAAAAAACDc/Cir6_mCHduk/s320/n759003882_1007561_6717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As much as hated you, as much as I dislike your presence in class, I will still dedicate a Birthday post for you, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, I have a lot to talk about this guy above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;His name is Kartikgayan, he is the most irritating guy in my class cos he will always do something to provoke me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;"You all fight fight ah, one day will get married you know!" - Syafiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"SIAO ah! I don't want my son or daughter to look retarded!" - Albania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;"I don't want to disgrace my cock!" - Kartik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Kanina lah kartik. You think I want to marry you so much is it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyho, I want to wish you happy 18th birthday. At last you are half-legal. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And please eh, stop asking for trouble in class already. I don't want to ended up marrying you in future! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo, Albaniaa.&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/4175403219747166848-4702471833407079564?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4702471833407079564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=4702471833407079564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4702471833407079564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4702471833407079564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/as-much-as-hated-you-as-much-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SSl2L2WvL6I/AAAAAAAACDc/Cir6_mCHduk/s72-c/n759003882_1007561_6717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6619445201228130671</id><published>2008-11-22T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:34:49.608-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks eh'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scene one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Khai : How's your boyfriend? Break liao?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : Fuck you lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Khai : Aiya, surely break one ah. You just see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : WTF, why sia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Khai : Don't know, you just wait and see lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scene Two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nisa : Babe, kau da break pe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : HUH! NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Scene Three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An : Do you think people who are in a relationship are actually loyal to one another? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me : (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Scene Four the fcuktard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Him : I PRAY THAT YOUR BOYFRIEND CHEATS ON YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/4175403219747166848-6619445201228130671?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6619445201228130671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6619445201228130671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6619445201228130671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6619445201228130671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/scene-one.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-3370192214684551040</id><published>2008-11-22T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:29:11.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know I'm fickle minded. I still need my blogspot cos I'm a noob when it comes to Eljay. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, I will still be here!&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/4175403219747166848-3370192214684551040?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3370192214684551040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=3370192214684551040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3370192214684551040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3370192214684551040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-im-fickle-minded.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2053890013199160751</id><published>2008-11-10T19:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T19:26:38.373-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exit your way through'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At times I felt that I have not poured out everything here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At times I felt that my life is just like a cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been through the worst and also the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right now, it's time to face the fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to start opening myself up for the sake of avoiding depression(NOT!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm moving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If you know, you'll know. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;xoxo, Albaniaa.&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/4175403219747166848-2053890013199160751?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2053890013199160751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2053890013199160751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2053890013199160751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2053890013199160751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-times-i-felt-that-i-have-not-poured.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-7309818576822559669</id><published>2008-11-10T05:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:05:57.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='closing down'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267022986923201362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRg5gC9f01I/AAAAAAAACB8/HWOAL21gecs/s320/DSC01502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Funny ah, to be friends with the one you once so called "hate". Just because the first impression was shes-that-arrogant-bitch, doesn't mean I am okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Am I? you decide okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267024127850022178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRg6idPphSI/AAAAAAAACCc/bWrea0urpsc/s320/10112008409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267024116161895010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRg6hxs-2mI/AAAAAAAACCU/4t_BXAw-Odw/s320/10112008407.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267022997448616034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRg5gqK86GI/AAAAAAAACCM/HNO0N4vqAIk/s320/DSC01499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267022992626627218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRg5gYNTMpI/AAAAAAAACCE/k2pzlRo0QZY/s320/DSC01497.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So here it goes baky and since you called me baby, I'm calling you one too. My baky bby, I hope our friendship will last cos I seriously think that we have a lot of connections and FATE, oh gawd. It's a small world afterall. and Mr H, does it ring any taco bells to you? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267051934875521282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRhT1CfKEQI/AAAAAAAACC8/_0jbbn0sOaM/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&amp;amp; I seriously miss my B&amp;amp;B. We need a proper meet up soon, loves. It's been a while since we last spent the time together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267025642478437506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRg76nrNBII/AAAAAAAACC0/b4-n2jv8HMQ/s320/gdhbtdfg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267025638763320498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRg76Z1c1LI/AAAAAAAACCs/gqP_bP0xLyY/s320/rthbdg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267025637766871090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRg76WH4ODI/AAAAAAAACCk/8eLtlyG4j7g/s320/dgvsnb+vkldmf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The most irritating man on this planet Earth is Awallul Babi Biol. Never ever chat with him on msn cos he will irritate you to the extent whereby you feel like stuffing babi nose up his ass.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I need a new online journal, for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-7309818576822559669?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7309818576822559669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=7309818576822559669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7309818576822559669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7309818576822559669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/funny-ah-to-be-friends-with-one-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRg5gC9f01I/AAAAAAAACB8/HWOAL21gecs/s72-c/DSC01502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-3883032340387663401</id><published>2008-11-09T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T00:02:54.938-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='November babi'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRfpuSiu4PI/AAAAAAAACB0/W607aSg2LgE/s1600-h/1_787202990l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266935270693855474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRfpuSiu4PI/AAAAAAAACB0/W607aSg2LgE/s320/1_787202990l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY SEXAYE 20TH BIRD'DAY AREP PENANG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;May you'll be blessed in everything that you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Enjoy your birthday and don't forget to shave what's necessary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;xoxo, Albaniaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-3883032340387663401?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3883032340387663401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=3883032340387663401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3883032340387663401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3883032340387663401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-sexaye-20th-birdday-arep-penang.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRfpuSiu4PI/AAAAAAAACB0/W607aSg2LgE/s72-c/1_787202990l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2196537668816263289</id><published>2008-11-08T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:27:56.921-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='those were the days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I WANTED YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZvE0jJWmI/AAAAAAAACBc/HzJ248k13LE/s1600-h/07112008393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266518942872590946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZvE0jJWmI/AAAAAAAACBc/HzJ248k13LE/s320/07112008393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a missed call from Nisa when I was fast asleep. So I texted her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Makcik, nape call tadi? Aku baru bgn!” Albaniaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Auntie, why called me just now? I just woke up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“ Ish3. Tido rupenye. Haha. Tkd.. bulu pepek aku hilang. Nak kau tolong carikkan. Haha. Tak lah, aku nak ajak kau kua tadi. Gi tdo alik la sleepin beautifool!” Nisaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Ish3. Sleeping. Haha. Nothing ah, my pubic hair went missing. I wanted to ask you to help me search for it. Haha. No lah, I wanna ask you out. Go sleep back la sleepin beautifool!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how pubic hair can go missing(!?). Nisa, nisa. *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the whole day, I rot at home. Supposed to follow Awallul and gang to West Coast but I woke up late. Bummerr. Watched Camp rock, Big Stan and Scary movie(2000) on my lappy. I didn’t know that my Saturday today is so effing mundane. L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, meet up with Nisa &amp;amp; Ida for a while. After 819287310 months now, I got to meet Su’aidah Samson! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266514845367862834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZrWUJ5BjI/AAAAAAAAB_8/w6FjJoKSztE/s320/07112008373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266513621953160402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZqPGlGJNI/AAAAAAAAB-8/SYn0ghEAdfo/s320/07112008364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266513628898241458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZqPgc7q7I/AAAAAAAAB_I/hP2mLbDaSgo/s320/07112008365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266513640555856690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZqQL4UwzI/AAAAAAAAB_U/f_iGXqIibf8/s320/07112008367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266513646023308802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZqQgP3dgI/AAAAAAAAB_g/AViProfsmHU/s320/07112008369.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266514829521608162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZrVZH2XeI/AAAAAAAAB_s/hr2D5OGEm0I/s320/07112008370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266514844233204002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZrWP7XgSI/AAAAAAAAB_0/QI9XbzXJkYc/s320/07112008372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266514853873903042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZrWz145cI/AAAAAAAACAE/LuJxrTl1ffM/s320/07112008374.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266514864878014962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZrXc1eUfI/AAAAAAAACAM/6OeWl6gu_qk/s320/07112008378.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266516258509880642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZsokhM_UI/AAAAAAAACAU/RcPAhUug0Uw/s320/07112008379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266516271810217794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZspWEQB0I/AAAAAAAACAc/10jQgqHoHgg/s320/07112008380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266516275845169570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZsplGQgaI/AAAAAAAACAk/_mCmorSgJmY/s320/07112008383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266517565139313554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZt0oF745I/AAAAAAAACBE/CjIAk10Ly90/s320/07112008389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266517578627478722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZt1aVw9MI/AAAAAAAACBM/eteKkkWq8mQ/s320/07112008390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266516290058526258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZsqaC_HjI/AAAAAAAACAs/2xr074w_w9o/s320/07112008386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266517549974204434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZtzvmSsBI/AAAAAAAACA0/ozekrbMu698/s320/07112008387.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;“Kau kan Al, dari secondary tak abes2 ngan kipas kau! Time PE, panas je mengipas!” Ida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(You ah Al, from secondary till now with your fan! Whenever there’s PE and you feel hot, you will fan yourself)&lt;br /&gt;If I don’t fan myself, who will! Kepo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared our present life &amp;amp; love stories of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m missing secondary school now.&lt;br /&gt;I missed doing maths worksheet given by Mr Png.&lt;br /&gt;I missed doing colourful notes for Humanities.&lt;br /&gt;I missed doing practicals.&lt;br /&gt;I missed having Mrs Heng showing tantrums.&lt;br /&gt;I missed Mdm Zainah praising me as the “good girl” when the fact is only god knows.&lt;br /&gt;I missed doing written homework.&lt;br /&gt;I missed studying(seriously).&lt;br /&gt;I missed the 50 cents potato that I usually craved for.&lt;br /&gt;I missed hearing bells.&lt;br /&gt;I missed pulling up my socks and pull down my skirt whenever there’s attire check.&lt;br /&gt;I missed doing written test and examinations.&lt;br /&gt;I missed my desk and my chair which will always be kicked by that irritating Jaryl. The leg so long okay!&lt;br /&gt;I missed lining up for class after recess and there the sec 5’s girls will gossiped and crapped together.&lt;br /&gt;But to top it all, I MISS JVS and the people who were once and in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266518946259920114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZvFBKv5PI/AAAAAAAACBk/QGOMSiM4FIs/s320/07112008402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NAZIHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266522702639841426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZyfqxgwJI/AAAAAAAACBs/Lthbp4tccP8/s320/jhvbgh.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was browsing through my chatlogs when I came across the conversations between Asslove and me. I miss those times somehow. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-2196537668816263289?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2196537668816263289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2196537668816263289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2196537668816263289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2196537668816263289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wanted-you-i-had-missed-call-from.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRZvE0jJWmI/AAAAAAAACBc/HzJ248k13LE/s72-c/07112008393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-5943152039042870850</id><published>2008-11-07T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:34:58.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRVAqxTqulI/AAAAAAAAB-0/tGJhDjDpvfk/s1600-h/1123caec8ce25cbfd9b6cc704ef36631.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266186442814175826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRVAqxTqulI/AAAAAAAAB-0/tGJhDjDpvfk/s320/1123caec8ce25cbfd9b6cc704ef36631.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will hold on, promise. &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/4175403219747166848-5943152039042870850?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5943152039042870850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=5943152039042870850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5943152039042870850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5943152039042870850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-will-hold-on-promise.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRVAqxTqulI/AAAAAAAAB-0/tGJhDjDpvfk/s72-c/1123caec8ce25cbfd9b6cc704ef36631.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-8852071412212449808</id><published>2008-11-05T18:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T01:23:05.230-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy happy happy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265414799342824370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRKC3NXp67I/AAAAAAAAB-E/_MA0_Sy82CE/s320/IMG00752.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's how I spent my week without Asslove. Happy? You decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265393059727123762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJvFy_XpTI/AAAAAAAAB70/2xdXjgP2PY4/s320/SANY0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week : Yes, as promised, here's the update about Pelapah Waterfall trek with my dearest trekEarths. I have a lot to update especially about FF (Fuck Face). Yes, you might have the gist of whom I'm referring to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265390023853458466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJsVFerxCI/AAAAAAAAB7E/OwGPh7CEJ2w/s320/P9090234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The night before, my two lovely bitches, Yans &amp;amp; Rozzy slept over at Granny's crib. We slept together for many nights already. And I love it cos I will end up raping Rozzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265388038317265362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJqhgx90dI/AAAAAAAAB68/DX0E4bZXtIk/s320/P9080233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265388031408861618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJqhHC38bI/AAAAAAAAB60/0UBeNRbIeO8/s320/P9080230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265385549809043986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJoQqXXyhI/AAAAAAAAB6M/lZ4qh7NH0Ns/s320/DSCN3853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265385565552666914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJoRlA8aSI/AAAAAAAAB6c/dcxVGuiXDPo/s320/DSCN3856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265385563713152866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJoReKXp2I/AAAAAAAAB6U/HLAakyHPP-s/s320/DSCN3855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265385575892859634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJoSLiPOvI/AAAAAAAAB6k/kwlfJ8-FVWI/s320/DSCN3858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FUCK FACE, FUCK FACE, FUCK FACE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;See everyone is standing straight except for him. FF like that what, never know how to stand straight! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As early as 5.30 am we woke up and as early as 5.45 am FF already irritate us with his stupid theories, questions and jokes. (Seriously, his jokes ain't funny!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FF : Eh, Yans the (compartment at Yans trekking bag) supposed to be outside lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yans : Don't care lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And you know the train towards Kranji has opened for us and he's still struggling to put it outside when Yans already told him "Don't care!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me : Eh bodoh! She say don't care then don't care lah. If you got cock, would you want to show it?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know where's the link but see how irritating he is. And I was actually screaming okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265388024574943698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJqgtliodI/AAAAAAAAB6s/Z4gXwkmReAg/s320/DSCN3860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Almost 90% of this trek is basically water, water &amp;amp; water. As much as I love water, I don't like it when I walk on water with shoes. There goes my PCD shoe, my trekmates favourite shoe too. Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265390030583511874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJsVejQO0I/AAAAAAAAB7M/pQQBMP6NxuU/s320/SANY0377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265390040705651490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJsWEQj0yI/AAAAAAAAB7c/VnDvRKIybgM/s320/SANY0398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265390037006158274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJsV2eiCcI/AAAAAAAAB7U/6tIPx4oumSY/s320/SANY0388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I AM TRYING TO HOLD ON !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265410911070295810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJ_U4bPlwI/AAAAAAAAB8c/17q7juR0y4E/s320/DSCN3870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265393050979862658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJvFSZ3CII/AAAAAAAAB7k/Xqa0u2LZ6qA/s320/SANY0402.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is seriously scary, with the logs, woods and slippery rocks. One slip, you will fall. I don't want the risk of falling again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265393055831681490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJvFken6dI/AAAAAAAAB7s/dM_YBOinm50/s320/SANY0417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was the first to sleep and the last to wake up. But I didn't have a good/proper sleep cos of that FF !He went from one corner of the tent to other corner to search for his "Infladable Pillow" Infladable your head!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then, it was morning and I heard him saying, "I felt water dripping from above the tent siaaa" Eh cb, the seven of us who sleeps so not peacefully didn't felt anything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And since I was the last to wake up, he woke me up. But he's afraid that I will fuck him off, he stand outside the tent and called my name and saying foul words to wake me up. Now you scared ah! And when I woke up, he bloody ran away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265393064418467234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJvGEd33aI/AAAAAAAAB78/KCph_vYjSpU/s320/SANY0427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265408977197116050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJ9kUL8qpI/AAAAAAAAB8E/oRH5mLi2bIQ/s320/SANY0430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265408995157914850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJ9lXGItOI/AAAAAAAAB8U/IbvR3pt0DmM/s320/SANY0434.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This picture is effing nice, we love it cos there's no FF(!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265408983356011538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJ9krIV9BI/AAAAAAAAB8M/ug1rfxYr4pE/s320/SANY0432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyone wanna join by saying "NO TO FF?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265410913397724626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJ_VBGJVdI/AAAAAAAAB8k/hOPkh1Co0LU/s320/DSCN3900.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all for the trip. If I recall anything especially about the FF, I'll edit again, okay?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;MONDAY :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SCHOOL STARTS! And it means, :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday blues ah okay. I was greeted by Faci saying that she were just talking about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I asked Naine, she told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Faci : Where's Albania? Why she like never come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Classmate : Aiya, she only come thrice a week mah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I cut your dick then you know ah! Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And oh, I was greeted by Apit's constipated face again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265410918658022130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJ_VUsTGvI/AAAAAAAAB8s/HRu3V1rKMPc/s320/dsnbjnds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265411456498282578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJ_0oTaMFI/AAAAAAAAB9E/ASWMChJKdmo/s320/hgsbhjbsdjh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my babies and babis never failed to make me laugh and feel so expanded somehow when Vik said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265411451797325314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJ_0WynRgI/AAAAAAAAB88/hIcfZN4pNQg/s320/sdgvds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265413072246354210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRKBSrbxMSI/AAAAAAAAB90/j0f_cub3HDE/s320/dfgjndr.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was when I told Afiq that Obama wins. Sometimes Afiq, you need to shut up and stop fooling me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I added Mummy at MSN and facebook. I asked her to buy me Vans shoe cos I need a shoe.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265412451834461778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRKAukOC_lI/AAAAAAAAB9U/WmLvs4mlAME/s320/wegdsd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265411462011746082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJ_08169yI/AAAAAAAAB9M/GwCGGu7GVIw/s320/jaebsdjcvs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; My mummy is like that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On Tuesday, I did not attend class together with Vic. And so, we had our breakfast at Macdonald Civics. While waiting for my food, there's this guy who came and introduce himself as Stanley approached me. Initially, he was kidding around with the cashier but since I was there, I just laughed together(kepo kan!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next day, I checked my facebook, I saw his message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265446893660606258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRKgDWBTDzI/AAAAAAAAB-M/g5Y2z_xXgFU/s320/dfgbed.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Internet, cyber world and the planet Earth is really small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Up next, is how I got to know these bunch of crazy girls who initially hated me! Cos, I looked arrogant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265362482226315106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRJTR87Ev2I/AAAAAAAAB6E/NFMmc1dnnR8/s320/bakyahssss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're the West side okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265464885317620514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRKwamKmUyI/AAAAAAAAB-U/LcIDHe4pdQs/s320/041108+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meet my A.S.S.A that I've mentioned about in the previous posts. See, enemies can become friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265464888882920354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRKwazcoe6I/AAAAAAAAB-c/LgXiE86akR4/s320/041108+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265414044701182370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRKCLSHESaI/AAAAAAAAB98/z5jgYntt2xw/s320/vlcsnap-473617.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"TARIK, TARIK, TARIK!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baky was struggling to pull her extensions and this face was caught in the act. Please eh Baky, itu muke sungguh tak perlu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;K, bye. Kak Leha/Sally kepo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-8852071412212449808?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8852071412212449808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=8852071412212449808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8852071412212449808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8852071412212449808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/heres-how-i-spent-my-week-without.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SRKC3NXp67I/AAAAAAAAB-E/_MA0_Sy82CE/s72-c/IMG00752.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1375225892030891830</id><published>2008-11-03T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:19:01.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264635334163450594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ-98XTISuI/AAAAAAAAB50/qeseXe4-9do/s320/DSC00047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I woke up from a nightmare that seems so real. Now, I fear of sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is Tuesday's Black and I missed UT for like god knows how many times. I know I know, I am so lazy to the core that even a walk to the bathroom from my room took me like hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Monday? Don't talk about Monday. Monday as usual, a Blue day for many and that includes me. I am thinking too much. Too much. Ok, for now, let's just go with the flow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Asslove, I miss you. :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-1375225892030891830?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1375225892030891830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1375225892030891830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1375225892030891830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1375225892030891830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-woke-up-from-nightmare-that-seems-so.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ-98XTISuI/AAAAAAAAB50/qeseXe4-9do/s72-c/DSC00047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2960754286522173766</id><published>2008-11-03T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:10:09.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TRUST!&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/4175403219747166848-2960754286522173766?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2960754286522173766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2960754286522173766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2960754286522173766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2960754286522173766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/trust.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2472646081310983965</id><published>2008-11-01T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T00:06:59.303-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its the end'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ1QaVmqqoI/AAAAAAAAB5k/wJHYRQxe-a8/s1600-h/tears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263951952872123010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ1QaVmqqoI/AAAAAAAAB5k/wJHYRQxe-a8/s320/tears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I used to miss every single thing about you. I used to cry every night on my bed sheets thinking about how hurt I was when you didn’t care. I used to go on a day without any laughter when I know that it’s the end. But never did once you look back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like yesterday I had my heart glued to yours and right now, it’s all over. The message you sent earlier caused me to tear. I tried to hold back these tears but it refused. I want you to know that I can’t continue living like this thinking about what you said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the same as any of your ex girlfriends especially that whore. I never choose to leave you neither did I ever choose to turn my back on you. You did. I begged, I tried to stop you, but you went away just like that. I did my part in saving the relationship we once had. But it is all come to no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hurt bitterly and bruised by your words. And now, after months you left, you came back and told me how much you missed me when in the first place you were the one who tried so hard to make me hate you. I don’t want to make another mistake again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am moving on like how you wanted me to. Now that I have, you caught me up again. You blamed me for falling in love with someone else not you. I didn’t plan it this way. Neither would I have guessed to be falling in love so soon. But who am I to blame HIM for whatever he has destined for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sorry for being ruthless, apathetic and insensitive. What matters more now is my relationship. Not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’ve cried enough for you, loved and shower my attention to. I am moving on and so can you.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I love him and it’s all that matters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Our love-hate story has ended eons ago when you hurled those vulgarities to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263952446379909234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 43px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ1Q3EEF4HI/AAAAAAAAB5s/ftJ2KbZ1WhI/s320/ae70d768e86478fda06d49cd2c3a04bc.jpg" border="0" /&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/4175403219747166848-2472646081310983965?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2472646081310983965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2472646081310983965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2472646081310983965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2472646081310983965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-used-to-miss-every-single-thing-about.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ1QaVmqqoI/AAAAAAAAB5k/wJHYRQxe-a8/s72-c/tears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1526025566105374022</id><published>2008-11-01T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:40:26.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling bowl bowl'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263901507089228210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0iiAayYbI/AAAAAAAAB30/hc5jD7bix8M/s320/01112008333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice but falling in love with you I had no control over."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday : Went to Vic’s open house with the beloved W35A-ians. Kana, Zube, Xin Hui, Yayuan, Wei Jun, Wei Kang and myself were the first few to reach his place. That KIASU Xin Hui ah. Vic’s mom not yet even prepared the food. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at Vic’s void deck while waiting for the stars, Fie, Adelaa, Hanz &amp;amp; Qif. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263901521338231538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0ii1gA6vI/AAAAAAAAB4E/TfdQVwnRZX8/s320/01112008336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263901513606535938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0iiYsomwI/AAAAAAAAB38/J0A9uCri3K8/s320/01112008335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;KANA wear so nice, I like. Farhan, any signs of love yet? (inside joke)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263901530925905634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0ijZN5NuI/AAAAAAAAB4M/DlPybPcvw6U/s320/01112008337.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263904123047191074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0k6RnxIiI/AAAAAAAAB4U/ZT6ZuCm9yVY/s320/01112008338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263904128508186626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0k6l9xUAI/AAAAAAAAB4c/xWLW5M6gPiw/s320/01112008340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263904136668499986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0k7EXV0BI/AAAAAAAAB4k/nGkaEUMf8K4/s320/01112008341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHONG, what's that POSE FOR!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263904142785155682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0k7bJqkmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/Wqx1A_CLNxE/s320/01112008342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Adelaa, Meena (Vic's gf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263905645094573554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0mS3sJFfI/AAAAAAAAB40/1xbUx9TwjFc/s320/01112008345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Syafie, you know I’m always there to support you. Go for it okay? Loves loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After slacking at Vic’s place for a while, we decided to go bowling at Orchid Country Club. It was of course fun and humiliating at the same time! The first game I scored 13 and the second game I scored 23. I improved by 10 okay! Thanks to Farhan who taught me how to bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the basement, Adelaa asked me a lame funny question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adelaa : How many people can sit on bikes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263905659168076178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0mTsHhsZI/AAAAAAAAB5E/R_WTIrwq0tA/s320/01112008346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263905647519032610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0mTAuLZSI/AAAAAAAAB48/Sq6vyuPff7g/s320/01112008347.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Surrounded by pro-bowlers. erggggggggh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263905668378074658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0mUObXHiI/AAAAAAAAB5M/7QewWUOc_GE/s320/01112008348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FARHAN, kau seriously macam paham okay! I won't trust you and your retarded skills anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Asslove came down while I was bowling and we went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s : I love my Saturday with loves.&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/4175403219747166848-1526025566105374022?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1526025566105374022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1526025566105374022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1526025566105374022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1526025566105374022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/meeting-you-was-fate-becoming-your.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQ0iiAayYbI/AAAAAAAAB30/hc5jD7bix8M/s72-c/01112008333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-7777006005371458542</id><published>2008-11-01T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:34:32.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I have to pretend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trust is a very big word. Don't ignore it, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;xoxo, Albaniaa.&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/4175403219747166848-7777006005371458542?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7777006005371458542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=7777006005371458542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7777006005371458542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7777006005371458542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/11/trust-is-very-big-word.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-76692896717539364</id><published>2008-10-30T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:46:44.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Khairul Hafiz Khamis is LOVE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I wanted you to hold me when I fall." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I nearly give it up when I feel that it's impossible for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have doubts about us going far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have my fears of getting hurt again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263243486480557522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQrMEKoP5dI/AAAAAAAAB3U/Wy1deyMZy2A/s320/66ae6fcd60bcdc2e9320de1825721e92.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I realised, this is somehow true. I can't go a day without thinking about you. I tried not that I don't to stop thinking about you but I can't. I don't know whether was it love that I felt or was it just merely an infatuation/crush. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was this point of time where you &amp;amp; I both argued about these. I am ego. I tried my very best to avoid you, severe all connections just for the sake of forgetting you but you were trying so hard to remain friends with me. I see how much our friendship means to you. I was touched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You are like my best friend, where I pour out everything and never did I leave one out. I was being honest and I tell you every single thing that has happened. You listened and you were there when I needed someone to talk to.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263246206852162322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQrOigzYYxI/AAAAAAAAB3c/rBrE9XQt2hA/s320/25092008044.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Khairul Hafiz Khamis, thank you &amp;amp; I love you. I know I've never been this sweet before. But I don't know why, I feel so blessed to have to get to know you and allow you to be in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I won't say much here cos I believed that you're old enough to understand my feelings somehow. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And the story about B &amp;amp; H, has a happy ending eventually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On a happier note, I'm back from Pelapah. Will update soon once I got hold of those pictures we took! And while I was at Pelapah, I don't forget to miss you, asslove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Good day loves. &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/4175403219747166848-76692896717539364?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/76692896717539364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=76692896717539364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/76692896717539364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/76692896717539364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/when-will-you-stop-provoking-me-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQrMEKoP5dI/AAAAAAAAB3U/Wy1deyMZy2A/s72-c/66ae6fcd60bcdc2e9320de1825721e92.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-5660814774764312203</id><published>2008-10-27T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T19:50:41.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQZ5sFKfGaI/AAAAAAAAB18/uS9VaPhagFs/s1600-h/4c7e07e4ce2a4bc79df6c443badb521a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262027012836366754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 75px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQZ5sFKfGaI/AAAAAAAAB18/uS9VaPhagFs/s320/4c7e07e4ce2a4bc79df6c443badb521a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought it's 2008 where typical bitches like you have gone extinct. You can say what you want to say, you can stare all you want, you can spread rumours like you always did but I don't give a damn cos you're just creating a drama out of your jealousy, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not pretty like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not hawt like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm not an A.S.S.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;And maybe, I'm just not a bitch like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;my diploma is all that matters. You can hate me all you want cos it's your choice. Pest like you don't affect me at all. I choose this way because I don't give a fuck to your nonsense. But rememeber to grow up, ASSA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;xoxo, Albaniaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&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/4175403219747166848-5660814774764312203?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5660814774764312203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=5660814774764312203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5660814774764312203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5660814774764312203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-thought-its-2008-where-typical.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQZ5sFKfGaI/AAAAAAAAB18/uS9VaPhagFs/s72-c/4c7e07e4ce2a4bc79df6c443badb521a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-8063143296346800092</id><published>2008-10-27T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T03:32:02.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy got laki'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQbkSYNJVfI/AAAAAAAAB2E/C-EhUAw01YQ/s1600-h/25102008325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262144219015370226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQbkSYNJVfI/AAAAAAAAB2E/C-EhUAw01YQ/s320/25102008325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday : AMAZING RACE with B&amp;amp;B was uberly fun and hilarious of course. With loves around, win or lose, I’m still happy. You see, our first stop was a mistake. We thought it was E-HUB but eventually it was East Coast Park. Bummer hor. See ah, my gut feelings. Should have trusted Vik dick’s feelings instead. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home feeling so tired. And well, I had a good sleep cos on the 26th, no one is happier than I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelapah Waterfall trek will be on Wednesday. As I said earlier, I’m sexcited and up for it. I’ve not been going trainings(please pardon me) and I’m gaining weight I’d guessed. I am sure getting fatter, with Asslove and holidays now. Die ah die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday : It’s 2.10 am now. I’m wide awake and not feeling any sleepy. Meet up with Asslove just now and he’s now sleeping like a babi at home, leaving me alone here. Mummy just got back from overseas and Wednesday will be my turn going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, don’t try so hard to make me jealous okay? Cos I’m not, asshole. Muahahhaa. Your tricks, not working. So try harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, you’ve been bugging my mind. Come to think of it, I should have just let it passed. I’m no match for your capability, perfections and etc. Those tears I laid for you, time I wasted on thinking about you when you’re out there, happily laughing, I think, we’re better off this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why, you have to come back again. You said, you still love me and what nots but those are just words that mean nothing but WORDS. I’ve loved you, cared for you, but you took things for granted. You got mad when you found out that I love someone else, you come back just to have my attention back on you. I told you, I still love you but all you did was to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;Remembered when I accepted you the third time? After that, you left. Leaving me hanging. It’s been the second time you did that and I swear to you, it’s not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;You hurled those vulgarities to me and few days after, you acted as if nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;Solely, I don’t blame you. Cos I believed that I’m at fault too. But you never admitted your mistakes. I’m done and through with you trying to hurt me time and again. I’m happier right now. Your wishes are granted that is to see me happily living with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261937842493008754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 52px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQYolrv7K3I/AAAAAAAAB10/QZioJEKWU98/s320/db0ada95f411281ed3bd7650afe2ef50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;xoxo, Albaniaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4175403219747166848-8063143296346800092?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8063143296346800092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=8063143296346800092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8063143296346800092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8063143296346800092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/saturday-amazing-race-with-b-was-uberly.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQbkSYNJVfI/AAAAAAAAB2E/C-EhUAw01YQ/s72-c/25102008325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6746940656044874833</id><published>2008-10-24T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:01:23.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m yours to keep'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;{EDITTED}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday : A self-declared holiday. School holiday will commence next week and I'm in holiday mood now. As today is communication-sai module, I choose not to attend school still. Uncle Jamal has left for Jakarta, leaving me home alone. Mummy has left for Langkawi. I'm home alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At night, decided to meet up with the trekkers at causeway point to bought the stuffs for Pelapah. I'll be going to Pelapah waterfall next week. Sexcited. Berrry sexcited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After that, planned to meet Kecik. And on Thursday night, we had a very, very long talk. Night till the early morning. I don't know, somehow I just have the doubts. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Never mind that, time will tell everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260727730671433842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHb_563uHI/AAAAAAAAByk/ZUvvOLm2dO8/s320/24102008321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday : Meet ups with bbygirls for a movie date. For those of you who haven't catch High School Musical 3, must go watch okay! I'm telling you cos for the first time I cried watching High School Musical. It was so sweet till I cried twice in the cinema. Bummer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260732873084117186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHgrO5mIMI/AAAAAAAABy0/MZEW0KBTgfU/s320/24102008291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260732877441273250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHgrfIbDaI/AAAAAAAABy8/4GMjyk9IW3w/s320/24102008292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260732883169755394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHgr0eMwQI/AAAAAAAABzE/x0F_oXny-o4/s320/24102008293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260732898083614930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHgssB8MNI/AAAAAAAABzM/de4ptHwU9V0/s320/24102008294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735243663365058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHi1N_u08I/AAAAAAAABzU/JvRbc87lUXI/s320/24102008295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735253965539298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHi10X9h-I/AAAAAAAABzc/5CbI_HjrQlc/s320/24102008296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735268439868562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHi2qS6RJI/AAAAAAAABzk/HHZbXd0_7_I/s320/24102008297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;KAK LEHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735272123918418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHi24BQaFI/AAAAAAAABzs/yE5A1jy0Hnc/s320/24102008299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261874208019326610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQXutq3IJpI/AAAAAAAAB1E/Nj36zU4G1uU/s320/24102008312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736641457201474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHkGlLwIUI/AAAAAAAABz0/kLcL3o7gDL0/s320/24102008301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736651179695186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHkHJZxnFI/AAAAAAAABz8/8FoD8waKNOk/s320/24102008302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261873278635041778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQXt3kopY_I/AAAAAAAAB0k/3x7AmKihU7o/s320/24102008305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261873289745332274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQXt4OBi-DI/AAAAAAAAB0s/kJf_8zkWeF4/s320/24102008306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261874152306105186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQXuqbUD22I/AAAAAAAAB00/8x3KOqIAc-Q/s320/24102008307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261874159313932450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQXuq1a20KI/AAAAAAAAB08/5GnSZBWAdiw/s320/24102008308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736661277435554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHkHvBQ5qI/AAAAAAAAB0E/JyjlHyQa8KU/s320/24102008303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736664356201442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHkH6fTI-I/AAAAAAAAB0M/K9EVhpPS4ic/s320/24102008304.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At vivo, met up with Ipin and Babe for a while before proceeding to Sherry's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261874217187767906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQXuuNBDdmI/AAAAAAAAB1M/ULDtBe9xaQs/s320/24102008317.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261875290409771042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQXvsrFHoCI/AAAAAAAAB1U/v-hpUNsx1GY/s320/24102008318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261875331318803698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQXvvDel7PI/AAAAAAAAB1c/c8WZhAmuQ3g/s320/24102008320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261876606728401762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQXw5Sv782I/AAAAAAAAB1k/gEWMoNiBS8Y/s320/1_504846683l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It was a dream come true; to be with you. &amp;amp; I love you no matter how kanasai you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;you owe me something,asslove.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;{EDITTED}&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/4175403219747166848-6746940656044874833?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6746940656044874833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6746940656044874833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6746940656044874833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6746940656044874833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/thursday-self-declared-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQHb_563uHI/AAAAAAAAByk/ZUvvOLm2dO8/s72-c/24102008321.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-4790435646168516607</id><published>2008-10-23T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:22:19.547-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday girl'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQEwgP6uCyI/AAAAAAAAByc/wFRnnDiyhoU/s1600-h/xjpGWx6QBYh1lArPP36AbQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260539170332216098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQEwgP6uCyI/AAAAAAAAByc/wFRnnDiyhoU/s320/xjpGWx6QBYh1lArPP36AbQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy sexy 18th Birthday Yans bby.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone's half legal now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BBY, may you'll be blessed in anything that you do and may today brings happiness and joy for you, love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know, Rozzy, me &amp;amp; you are EIGHTEEN now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Remember what we planned okay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last long with Jackson, and take care sweetheart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love you many many. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thanks for always there for me when I needed someone to talk and cry to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I AM SEXCITED, are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;xoxo, Albaniaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-4790435646168516607?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4790435646168516607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=4790435646168516607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4790435646168516607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4790435646168516607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-sexy-18th-birthday-yans-bby.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SQEwgP6uCyI/AAAAAAAAByc/wFRnnDiyhoU/s72-c/xjpGWx6QBYh1lArPP36AbQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6657924406898984969</id><published>2008-10-22T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T02:00:21.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my lunch date.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259988444147156450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP87nxANBeI/AAAAAAAABx0/fR5GJ7Ts_WE/s320/22102008290.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wednesday : Faggot woke up late again despite being woken up by Mummy and Naine. Mummy has left for Langkawi and I'll be home alone again. Sighs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Uncle Jamal will be leaving on Thursday. Bigger sighs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll be home alone, home alone agaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;D'yraa, that miang girl prompt me at msn and thought of having lunch together. Initially, we planned to have lunch at Causeway point but this another miang girl, Rozzy said it was damn far. (If PATAH were to ask you meet him at JB pun kau sanggup!) lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So end up, we had our lunch date at coffeeshop. Romantic hor lunch date at coffeeshop! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259985162034310418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP84ouLhbRI/AAAAAAAABv8/XWuLInAHWAY/s320/22102008270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259985171940473634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP84pTFVeyI/AAAAAAAABwM/u67JBKAwclM/s320/22102008276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was a coincidence that Rozzy and me wore both the same material for our bottoms and same goes to D'yraa &amp;amp; Raudaaah. It wasn't planned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259985168452178482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP84pGFqUjI/AAAAAAAABwE/1noeDbCCSA8/s320/22102008274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This three pepek miangs say this picture looks nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because, "ALBANIAA takde!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bloody rude ah, especially the one with the bangs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259985820417872098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP85PC2ZUOI/AAAAAAAABwU/Mntck_zTkBM/s320/22102008277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that one must censored ah, who knows another bangla send message again! And I don't know what's the motive of raising my hand, you know not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259986712962844738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP86C_1syEI/AAAAAAAABw0/skWpKb6vzoE/s320/22102008280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259985831076334482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP85Pqjki5I/AAAAAAAABwc/C3vrDmgiHms/s320/22102008278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259985834079901666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP85P1vrV-I/AAAAAAAABwk/Zb9nqaJAfG0/s320/22102008279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259986699154062258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP86CMZbe7I/AAAAAAAABws/3fhONu6493A/s320/22102008281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259986718099323138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP86DS-VOQI/AAAAAAAABw8/fV1ReY9gF2s/s320/22102008282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THE LEGALLY EIGHTEEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259987421114077554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP86sN6HEXI/AAAAAAAABxE/lp4ZOoQk7bU/s320/22102008283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THE ILLEGALLY SEVENTEEN, MUAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259987439495447986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP86tSYkhbI/AAAAAAAABxU/hCXs65WD-To/s320/22102008285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259987429811115698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP86suTpVrI/AAAAAAAABxM/VXvIUeqBkmw/s320/22102008284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Raudaaah, pantat kau, aku panggang nak! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259987451363704130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP86t-mLvUI/AAAAAAAABxc/7Uf76mO2ZQs/s320/22102008286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this one more biadap, I asked the D'yraa &amp;amp; Rozzy to snap those wearing skirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bloody hell go and zoom in that part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259988427717041874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP87mzy9XtI/AAAAAAAABxs/Ect9Ph9Y5sE/s320/22102008288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Revenge is sweeet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And D'yraa, it's been seventeen years already, you don't know how to zip your pants is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259988366954220994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP87jRb-TcI/AAAAAAAABxk/zyuxcw93cXQ/s320/22102008287.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259988459495325714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP87oqLfgBI/AAAAAAAABx8/pn-TL0iL_Pk/s320/jhj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And lastly, I cropped those two not so important faces, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So my babiloves, can grab these photos already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;More lunch dates pleassssssssssssssssssssssssssssseeeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This time, wear &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(inside joke).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&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/4175403219747166848-6657924406898984969?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6657924406898984969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6657924406898984969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6657924406898984969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6657924406898984969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/wednesday-faggot-woke-up-late-again.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP87nxANBeI/AAAAAAAABx0/fR5GJ7Ts_WE/s72-c/22102008290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-7684943282807547779</id><published>2008-10-21T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T20:24:27.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LUNCH DATE WITH BABYLOVES &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt; SEXCITED!&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/4175403219747166848-7684943282807547779?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7684943282807547779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=7684943282807547779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7684943282807547779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7684943282807547779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/lunch-date-with-babyloves-3-sexcited.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-4770822811539111501</id><published>2008-10-21T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:16:02.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear fat'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;OMMMMMMMMMMMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Syafie said I've grown &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHUBBIER &amp;amp; FATTER!&lt;/span&gt; And he didn't even recognised me from BEHIND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No no no, I'm not going to allow these FATS to rule over my whole body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need to cut down on my food intakes per day. It is seriously increasing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Please tell me to STOP EATING LIKE BABI! That will be good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;p/s: Some people just couldn't stop pretending.&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/4175403219747166848-4770822811539111501?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4770822811539111501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=4770822811539111501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4770822811539111501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4770822811539111501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/die.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-922122726576123473</id><published>2008-10-20T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:18:19.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP19KvWj1KI/AAAAAAAABvU/SW7tz6LoJqA/s1600-h/20102008254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259497563301860514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP19KvWj1KI/AAAAAAAABvU/SW7tz6LoJqA/s320/20102008254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bumped into Cynthia Pang on my way to school just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We talked for a bit and I had to change train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She asked me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Eh, this one, fake eyelash or real one ah?" Cynthia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"This one REAL ONE LAH!" Albaniaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Eh cha-bor! Real one ah! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Somehow, I missed JVSIANS &amp;amp; JVS herself, do you? :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My grades are seriously going down to the core of this earth. I can't afford to be late anymore &amp;amp; I can't afford to skip anymore lessons. Hell, no. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today is computing and I'm so dead bored in class. Nothing gets into my head. Tmrw, cognitive UT. It sure gonna be sucks balls like locheng's(inside joke). lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was talking to a new friend yesterday when he asked me random question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259503428912070594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP2CgKdAv8I/AAAAAAAABvc/3zti6r7IJ7o/s320/sjdnjksd.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you think I Filipino maid is it!?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259523146875500098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP2Ub5l1dkI/AAAAAAAABv0/ZDnCPu1iLus/s320/dgsbjhds.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A bangla from Malaysia sent me a message at friendster. I think I've found my second career, MAID. '________'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am dead. dead. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dead.&lt;/span&gt; dead bored now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And oh yes YANS BABY, three more days and you will be half legal! Are you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sexcited&lt;/span&gt; as I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Laters!&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/4175403219747166848-922122726576123473?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/922122726576123473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=922122726576123473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/922122726576123473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/922122726576123473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-bumped-into-cynthia-pang-on-my-way-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP19KvWj1KI/AAAAAAAABvU/SW7tz6LoJqA/s72-c/20102008254.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2596564581311815871</id><published>2008-10-20T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T21:12:39.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh baby'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259230459453634130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPyKPP-l9lI/AAAAAAAABs8/ypUv3_AaE54/s320/20102008260.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday blues is contagious. Cabbed down to school and had my $20 wasted. Know why? Firstly, I thought I was late and could catch up with yans, rozzy &amp;amp; vik but they got their butts in their respective classes by the time I reached. Secondly, I was in a hurry cos it's "temperature taking day" and I promised Alex to be early since he brought me an extra thermometer, how sweeeeet. Thirdly, looking at the constipated looking faci, makes me even want to go home. And lastly, I skipped third meeting after staying for fucking 2 hours doing nothing in class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As PER NORMAL (I have a feeling I might be spending another 6 years in RP!), we skipped third meeting and watched "Oh baby". An Indonesian movie which is similar to HSM but not much of similarities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259253337531382786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPyfC7dYfAI/AAAAAAAABvE/NTzFhZ901lA/s320/dwsd.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before we proceed to Causeway point, I waited for that bloody Sean tall to help him out with his song. And I bumped into the long lost friend, BOON KIAT. That tall babi, I missed so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259249314339755810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPybYv5wFyI/AAAAAAAABtM/-s86qoM4CCs/s320/20102008243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259249318686554242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPybZAGG-II/AAAAAAAABtU/BnP1wJVm2Rw/s320/20102008245.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remembered him being my cheerleader and supporter when we climbed up Datuk. I don't know ah Boon Kiat, is it just you who is tall or I am just short?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259249327178845474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPybZfu1DSI/AAAAAAAABtc/4zfZH14FTVE/s320/20102008246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259251137583474562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPydC4A7Z4I/AAAAAAAABtk/wVdc8r2KDqY/s320/20102008247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259251168091596754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPydEpqoZ9I/AAAAAAAABts/FATHyzAaKYI/s320/20102008248.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh baby. Second movie date with foursome girlfriends. Next, HSM 3 and the coffin. And I heard it's effing scary lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259251176040413506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPydFHRxuUI/AAAAAAAABt0/ASFuu1O127Y/s320/20102008249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259252575536349570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPyeWkznAYI/AAAAAAAABuU/3mH4WL6sUYI/s320/20102008253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259251925973880882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPydww_2UDI/AAAAAAAABuM/xIsnjVTuzUk/s320/20102008252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259251921388078242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPydwf6ghKI/AAAAAAAABuE/n9sENhfeRaM/s320/20102008250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259251910064571554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPydv1uxhKI/AAAAAAAABt8/vEgkHk8-VUc/s320/20102008251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fany kept playing with her PSP which Yan (her boyboy) gave her. And from class to causeway point, she kept playing with her PSP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yan, you should give me the PSP instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259252612288769170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPyeYtuEbJI/AAAAAAAABuk/7omTTWmR3VQ/s320/20102008256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259253309781090402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPyfBUFMoGI/AAAAAAAABus/W00H9YQ2ESk/s320/20102008257.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259252588792722434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPyeXWMLNAI/AAAAAAAABuc/a2WfLt9iqOY/s320/20102008255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259253329759509154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPyfCegbGqI/AAAAAAAABu8/kaXdRvxRsbc/s320/20102008261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We slacked at civics after watching movie and we had a great conversation about love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Always find someone who calls you beautiful, instead of hot. And find someone who never insulted you." Albaniaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259253320837880690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPyfB9RV23I/AAAAAAAABu0/7fVhod8g5XE/s320/20102008258.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259436576881241394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SP1Fs3Oz7TI/AAAAAAAABvM/NVUqmdRjceI/s320/E2FEC6DB-7A8A-4386-89EC-B1958975A8CE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mathafucking Hawttttttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;I was asked to do the housework cos Uncle Jamal is staying with us for three days. I haven't been doing housework for 45 years already. And I did housework yesterday! But it irks me the most when I have to even clean the toilet. Bloody hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;And ohs, good luck to Sean Tall for Mr SEG! you can do it! I'll bring banner and pom pom for you later and when you see one BADAK dancing and cheering for you, that's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-2596564581311815871?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2596564581311815871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2596564581311815871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2596564581311815871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2596564581311815871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-blues-is-contagious.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPyKPP-l9lI/AAAAAAAABs8/ypUv3_AaE54/s72-c/20102008260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6803731436148044930</id><published>2008-10-20T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T04:28:10.364-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fallout'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPxHPw99moI/AAAAAAAABss/BgWuF5jUrrI/s1600-h/IMG00740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259156801030298242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPxHPw99moI/AAAAAAAABss/BgWuF5jUrrI/s320/IMG00740.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rawred&lt;/span&gt; above my head and swept me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It wasn't easy to make a choice. A decision to be made in order to make our lives more happier, I supposed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;An imprudent thought of letting it go seems not to make things easier but instead, it make things look uglier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On the surface, it looks beautiful than I can ever imagine but beneath it, only god knows how it looks like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Fall, out of my head." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want to do just that. To make things easier, simpler for you/me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cos I still care, asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259164282614886258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPxODQCur3I/AAAAAAAABs0/33FOwxiPcis/s320/ewwww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-6803731436148044930?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6803731436148044930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6803731436148044930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6803731436148044930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6803731436148044930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-rawred-above-my-head-and-swept-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPxHPw99moI/AAAAAAAABss/BgWuF5jUrrI/s72-c/IMG00740.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2810832120174561150</id><published>2008-10-19T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:55:26.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='editted post'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;{editted}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258893288635103394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPtXlUzH-KI/AAAAAAAABrs/naFHZMs1rVg/s320/Image(589).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday : I didn’t have the intention to go to school at all cos I stayed up till 4 am the previous night. : (&lt;br /&gt;Make plans with Awallul to go to the beach. We took a bus from Clementi and from there, the bus ride was effing long I tell you. My butt cramped and to add to the pain, Awalull is so boringggg to the max. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895288490904754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPtZZu15zLI/AAAAAAAABsE/2nwp-ViKy7k/s320/17102008218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895295893058722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPtZaKattKI/AAAAAAAABsU/-aJMDITizqU/s320/17102008220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895285638792146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPtZZkN6A9I/AAAAAAAABsM/GIKQiuXf0lY/s320/awaluullllls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Find a spot and sing sing sing till the sun sets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258894053217878018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPtYR1F3QAI/AAAAAAAABr0/_7pG58_lUJQ/s320/Image(590).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2b98c4dd1f7a39a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2b98c4dd1f7a39a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330173803%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51D756C37497D57CFC1FBFDCA4DCBC11BCAD24C2.85283D2536591270EBC5F01107C3A7E6AF013D73%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2b98c4dd1f7a39a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmV-D1Dbl_ll_ZvmPhSqkuHDphg4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2b98c4dd1f7a39a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330173803%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D51D756C37497D57CFC1FBFDCA4DCBC11BCAD24C2.85283D2536591270EBC5F01107C3A7E6AF013D73%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2b98c4dd1f7a39a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmV-D1Dbl_ll_ZvmPhSqkuHDphg4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eaa9a5966b135c71" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deaa9a5966b135c71%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330173803%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A26D053482CF718E30C06EAC00F49EFDBD48236.19ED4DF725A57342AD456846374EE3FA21389DBC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deaa9a5966b135c71%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfmcQRG0e3QfIQUHOJO1nKb3Jmoc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Deaa9a5966b135c71%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330173803%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5A26D053482CF718E30C06EAC00F49EFDBD48236.19ED4DF725A57342AD456846374EE3FA21389DBC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deaa9a5966b135c71%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfmcQRG0e3QfIQUHOJO1nKb3Jmoc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WARNING : My face looked so kental &amp;amp; awallul looked like cock. muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258894055762779842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPtYR-knXsI/AAAAAAAABr8/wSaLfiXbpfA/s320/Image(599).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, it rained from my eyes and flows down my cheek.&lt;br /&gt;Sighssssssssssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;I’m weak ain’t I? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mathafucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P/S : PLEASE DON'T GO AWALLUL'S BLOG, OKAY? JUST DON'T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-2810832120174561150?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d2b98c4dd1f7a39a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=eaa9a5966b135c71&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2810832120174561150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2810832120174561150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2810832120174561150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2810832120174561150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/friday-i-didnt-have-intention-to-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPtXlUzH-KI/AAAAAAAABrs/naFHZMs1rVg/s72-c/Image(589).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2460168278719389523</id><published>2008-10-19T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T08:29:52.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lucky I’m in love with my best friend; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to come any closer to you. I tried to avoid you, tried my very best to stay away.&lt;br /&gt;But the more I’m doing that, I’m creating a barrier between us, which I didn’t intend to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do anything just for the sake of seeing myself happy and eating like a fat whore again.&lt;br /&gt;Errrrrrrrrrgh, get me married faster so that I don’t have to face these again!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, I’m serious though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIRGO WOMAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She will be similar to Leo woman in appearance. A slim woman who walks withconfident and proud. She has an egg shape facial structure, high and roundforehead. She likes to look straight as if she is searching. She is not apretentious type and will always say what she thinks.You will see Virgo woman walks fast. She will try her best to be perfect, tolook perfect and to feel perfect even though there is no such perfection.She is very delicate of what andhow she dress. She is bright and easilydespair with obstacles. She likes smart guy who will be compatible with her,so if you are a rich dumb guy, you can forget about her right now.She is not a very possessive or jealous person for she expect respect fromher love one. She does not like a part time lover, or a temporary mate. Ifshe finds her dream man, she will not go away. If she does not like you, shewill always keep a certain distant. Act proper and appropriate is herdiscipline.She does not like and can not stand bad languages, cursing words or phrase.She likes a gentleman who open the doors for her. She wants to feelprotected and when a man taking care of her, she will feel like a completewoman.She memorizes everything about other people and about herself very well. Shecan really keep secret, you can trust heron this. She likes a refreshingand a mild scent. She is very delicate in maintaining her beauty, so youcould see she is seriously picking soap which match and most suit her skin.Do not comments her on this very picky habits, it is her happiness inworking full times as a self beautifier.She is not an innocent angle for sometimes she can be as tough as steel.Even she easily despair, she is not the type to cry over it. She is a shytype, so making speech in front of the room can make her nervous even shewalks and talks confidently.She only search for true love , not just any love. Her love is an ideal one.She likes to think no one is neater and as effective as her, which canirritate you sometimes for there is no such thing. She likes sweet talk, butshe can slip and say something unpredictable and unbearable to you too. Whenshe stops getting mad, she will totally forget what she just said and be anangle again. If you have a date with her , you'd better be there on time.Flowers and sweet word can calm her down. If you want to say sorry , make itbrief and straight forward. Do not drag your apologetic words into a longmaking it up events, it could lead you to another world war. She likes herman to dress nice and clean. She is good in details especially with money.Do not make she thinks that she is a clown or funny.In the beginning of knowing her, please try not to glance at other prettywoman so much. Early period of dating her, try not to hold her so much inpublic, it would not be a proper thing to do. She loves books, stage playand music and likes to criticize about them too.Criticism woman is her icon including big and small things in lifestartingfrom your hair, your dress , and the way you talk. If you are in love withher, be as almost perfect as your can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost true but one thing, is not exactly who I am.&lt;br /&gt;“Even she easily despair, she is not the type to cry over it”&lt;br /&gt;I’m a crying whore for your info. I despaired easily and I will cry for days over it.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK right?&lt;br /&gt;I wished I was stronger. Why isn’t my heart made of steel instead of wool?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Come on, be like your mother. You have your mother’s blood in you. See how strong she is!” Awallul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have my mother’s features, height, eyes and lips but honestly, I don’t have the ability to be strong just like her. How I wished I could.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, I miss you too :/&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/4175403219747166848-2460168278719389523?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2460168278719389523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2460168278719389523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2460168278719389523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2460168278719389523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/lucky-im-in-love-with-my-best-friend-i.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-686088528089380454</id><published>2008-10-17T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T04:48:23.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AWALLUL'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so bored right now with Awallul at East Coast. Cos he's super uberly borinnnnnnnnng to the core. You won't wanna know what he did just now to me. It's so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;crude.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shall update once the oh-so-mundane day with him is over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-686088528089380454?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/686088528089380454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=686088528089380454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/686088528089380454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/686088528089380454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-bored-right-now-with-awallul-at.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2187020875100597140</id><published>2008-10-16T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T05:28:27.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='figure it out'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'll wait for you, I promise you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why should I be the one waiting and not you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-2187020875100597140?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2187020875100597140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2187020875100597140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2187020875100597140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2187020875100597140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/ill-wait-for-you-i-promise-you-why.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-9212590972893377945</id><published>2008-10-15T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:41:25.360-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spread the love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257367929501422130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXsRvN2kjI/AAAAAAAABrc/JiRnTOk_NcM/s320/IMG00733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;" It's not my fault I fell in love. You are the one that tripped me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; Tuesday : Unlike the previous week, it wasn’t a Tuesday’s blue for me. Indeed, I went crazy today despite having a sucky UT and extra hardworking (which I haven’t been for the last 1897892091 years).&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to bugis to meet the long lost girlfriend, khairun. Of course, I miss her. We talked, gossiped, had our evening spent by shopping. And she is so sweet cos she bought me a mini dress as a belated birthday gift. Sweet ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to have dinner at Zam Zam. We talked about secondary school days and love life. Yes, love life.&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know, she’s the friend I left for the ex boyfriend. How crude and selfish I was back then. Whatever, it’s the past now. And I’m sure each one of us is living happily now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257365851081413282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXqYwf6EqI/AAAAAAAABqc/s2qRBJLIWT4/s320/14102008198.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is how she talked to her boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257365859090067474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXqZOVUcBI/AAAAAAAABqk/vPYvRrTbbXA/s320/14102008199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257365855461368674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXqZA0K42I/AAAAAAAABqs/oJ99Qk-F7y8/s320/14102008200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257367002232033682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXrbw3mkZI/AAAAAAAABq0/d23x0srkmSQ/s320/14102008201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Above* We were so enthu in taking a pic when the MAMAK just PUT the plate in front of my camera! Like nobody business. We posed so nice already okay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BIADAP NYE MAMAK!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257367013874775282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXrccPctPI/AAAAAAAABq8/WkpZUre6srY/s320/14102008203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;You won't wanna know what was I doing!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257367015014660066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXrcgfN9-I/AAAAAAAABrE/6mV00L3M8mo/s320/14102008205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257367020278385666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXrc0GMDAI/AAAAAAAABrM/ujo1S0wQTkM/s320/14102008206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And we looked alike still.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257367921499202146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXsRRZ-YmI/AAAAAAAABrU/dLXqXnGR0J4/s320/15102008211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Awwww, sister sister hug.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257367929967924258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXsRw9E1CI/AAAAAAAABrk/bsjRl5rQI9k/s320/IMG00734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Fierce ah my team mates. lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“If people had strokes, I’m having a heart problem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have healed fully. In fact, I have healed on the day that I cried the most.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why but I just didn’t want you to come by anymore. In the past, I used to hope and prayed that each time my phone beeps, it will be you. But now, it’s different.&lt;br /&gt;You know, you hurt me. You know you hurt me enough. More than I can take. I had enough of you going and coming back. I’m not your hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how it feels when someone you like/love doesn’t feel the same way as you do. I’m sorry. That is all I can give and say to you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-9212590972893377945?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/9212590972893377945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=9212590972893377945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/9212590972893377945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/9212590972893377945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-not-my-fault-i-fell-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPXsRvN2kjI/AAAAAAAABrc/JiRnTOk_NcM/s72-c/IMG00733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2198598587224241299</id><published>2008-10-13T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:11:55.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ian Luke Joseph sent us an email regarding guys. Eh bangla, you send hundred emails of these also it won't change my perception of you okay! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Even so, I find it very sweet afterall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) Guys may be flirting around all day, but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Guys are more emotional than you think, if they loved you at one point, it'll take them a lot longer then you think to let you go, and it hurts every second that they try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Guys go crazy over a girl's smile(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Giving a guy a hanging message like 'You know what?..uh...nevermind..' would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) GUYS LOVE YOU MORE THEN YOU LOVE THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. They rarely use beautiful or gorgeous. If a guy uses that, he loves you or likes you a whole heck of a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)If the guy does something stupid in front of the girl, he will think about it for the next couple days or until the next time he spends time with the girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11)If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and he is really thinking about something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is&lt;br /&gt;Guys rarely say that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13)When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually saying, 'Please come and listen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14)If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking&lt;br /&gt;something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)A guy would give the world to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18)No guy can handle all his problems on his own.&lt;br /&gt;He's just too stubborn to admit it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19)NOT ALL GUYS ARE RUDE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just because ONE is RUDE doesnt mean he represents ALL of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20)WHEN A GUY SACRIFICES HIS SLEEP AND HEALTH JUST TO TALK TO YOU, HE REALLY LIKES YOU AND WANTS TO BE WITH YOU AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21)Even if you dump a guy months ago and he loved you he probably still does and if he had one wish it would be you to come back into his life .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I think I know why you look at me more than a second. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So Monday. Not another Monday blues but as usual, I was late. So I cabbed down to school to another mundane Science lesson. However, today's topic was about "genes".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nd Syafie prompt me at msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256655054082594882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 442px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPNj67Va2EI/AAAAAAAABqE/4NnDgZgP3K4/s320/jgdsjhdsbjwk.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kurang ajar nye budak, aku rele kahwin ngan aci yang kutip hutang dari kahwin ngan kau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256823394646904146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPP9BozkTVI/AAAAAAAABqM/SUyInLayzZk/s320/gfgvhgbj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Webcam-ed with Apit for the 986128318791th times. As usual, the baboon never failed to make me laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256823393051427858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="236" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPP9Bi3LRBI/AAAAAAAABqU/BwBNwyAEkFk/s320/srgfdc.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Apit, I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got to pay attention in class now! Laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/4175403219747166848-2198598587224241299?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2198598587224241299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2198598587224241299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2198598587224241299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2198598587224241299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/ian-luke-joseph-sent-us-email-regarding.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPNj67Va2EI/AAAAAAAABqE/4NnDgZgP3K4/s72-c/jgdsjhdsbjwk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-7270647016824523275</id><published>2008-10-13T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T05:14:25.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just go'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPMd-hXxuPI/AAAAAAAABp0/KNHso59cj4U/s1600-h/13102008183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256578150018693362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPMd-hXxuPI/AAAAAAAABp0/KNHso59cj4U/s320/13102008183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I believe everything you say &amp;amp; I gave you the best I had"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What's past is past. I should have just let it rot and never turn back. I refused, I was stubborn. I thought by giving those chances back was a wise decision. I was proved wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Don't compare me with that whore who only knows how to sleep around and get her freaking &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hole &lt;/span&gt;fucked by men. I'm not perfect, I never said I am. But you, you thought you are perfect. You live in your denial world, picking out mistakes from the girl you once had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I should have just listen to my own kin. I should have just forget about replying. When you feel like having me around, you said all those nice words just to impress. But when I'm not needed, you treated as if I have gone extinct. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My feelings has faded away eversince you hurled those vulgarities to me. But I kept telling myself to give you/us the chance. The chance to start all over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Remember you once had me, twice too. And the third time, I was left hanging without an answer. Have you ever thought about how heart broken I am at that point of time? You created a mess in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And when you know, I'm in love with another person. You came back, you crawled back. But then, you blamed me for cheating behind your back when the fact is, we are not even together. Even, my dressings seems to be a problem for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I seriously don't know what you want right now. You insulted, mocked, shouted, scolded me I kept mum cos I know, you won't admit defeat even if you know you are in the wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But you forgot, even if you have the last say, doesn't mean you have won and that you are perfect, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Every relationship failed, you blamed solely to the other party because they are not perfect like you. They lied, cheated you but you didn't. And every relationship, you are the one who is always trying to make the relationship and not the other party. *rolled eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok, I'm raking up the past. But so what? This is my journal,my online journal. I have the right to pick any dreadful memories of you. Because today, you make me despise you even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes, I just don't understand what am I doing to myself by giving you the chance to break my heart over and over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Where were you when I laid those fucking tears for you? When I'm at my worst condition, you were not there, you were not even there when you jolly well know I needed you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For months, I suffered silently. I had enough of you trying to reconcilled and then you went off just like that. If you think this is a game, then you are wrong. You played those foolish games and I remained silent cos I just didn't want to prolong the matter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You told others I looked down on you when the fact is, I DID NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And now, when I have started living happily again, you hurled those words again. But, your provocations seems not to work cos I believe this is karma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just so you know, I am living happily now without anyone like you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And yes, I'm in love with the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; that not even once said this right into my eyes (even if it's the fact), " amongst all my ex girlfriends, you are the ugliest".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just so you know, I don't take jokes from &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-7270647016824523275?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7270647016824523275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=7270647016824523275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7270647016824523275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7270647016824523275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-believe-everything-you-say-i-gave-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPMd-hXxuPI/AAAAAAAABp0/KNHso59cj4U/s72-c/13102008183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-4893771355535336016</id><published>2008-10-12T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T05:08:59.549-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re my everything'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone asked me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;" Ah, any new stories from your blog?" KH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Oh, haven't yet!" Albaniaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NAH, go read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FRIDAY : Rot at home, impatiently waiting for next day to come. erggggh. And I'm sick and missed Enterprise lesson for the first time. Not bad eh. But you don't wanna know how many lessons I missed for Cognitive. Rot at home till I received a message from Nur Afiqah Ali to meet up at Causeway point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256527487678951634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPLv5lcuMNI/AAAAAAAABo8/WyfX3goQiRE/s320/10102008153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fortunatey(or shall I say unfortunately?),I bumped into the two pepek miangs, Cloud and Khai.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256529961085780834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPLyJjm3Q2I/AAAAAAAABpM/0ntUgRQVxO8/s320/ewdfcd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CLOUD, don't get fresh with her okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256529968081074786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPLyJ9qq-mI/AAAAAAAABpU/T7Zt7MeDEYI/s320/cgfcjh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256527489720649234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPLv5tDgBhI/AAAAAAAABo0/PYrvozcjsG8/s320/sdcds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;"Eh, you and wah seh how?" Khai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"NO MORE AH!" Albaniaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;"Aiyo, never mind, guys can find one."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333399;"&gt;"Never mind, boyfriend girlfriend can break, got wife can divorce, got child can send to orphanage, got old parents can send to old folks' home!" Cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now you know why my mind is corrupted!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bought some stuffs and bought nail polish, and it's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; cheap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And when I saw the brand, _____.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's why lah cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256532376404147538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPL0WJXovVI/AAAAAAAABpc/N4Et9fSFFas/s320/11102008165.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Saturday: Out the whole day; RAYA-ING! Pictures will be uploaded soon once that inefficient man/boy/mat send me the photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256533580833521634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPL1cQN-f-I/AAAAAAAABpk/D03AZf6Pju8/s320/12102008175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sunday: Went to two houses today. Tok Wan's and Aunt Zed's Mum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Ma, when I grow up, I wanna buy these type of houses ah. So nice." Albaniaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Can ah, you go and marry a "DATUK". Then don't forget me okay?" Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, any datuk willing to marry a girl who doesn't know how to cook a rice, clean the house and water the plants? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256535456351744994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPL3JbEXc-I/AAAAAAAABps/DmoIsoFhaSk/s320/werfer.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YOU; owe me one GREEN PACKET! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And to another &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;; never ever step foot in my life again. Cos you only know how to point out my mistakes and see yourself as a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt; human being. I never knew I feel so stupid again. For all you know, I never wanna see you again. &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/4175403219747166848-4893771355535336016?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4893771355535336016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=4893771355535336016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4893771355535336016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4893771355535336016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/someone-asked-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SPLv5lcuMNI/AAAAAAAABo8/WyfX3goQiRE/s72-c/10102008153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-4030558405610248464</id><published>2008-10-10T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:41:05.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodoh'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;AKU MALAS, AKU PENAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suddenly, I feel the urged to run away from all these. Anyone wants to run away with me too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK LOVE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For the first time, my middle finger points out to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm done with dating guys, what's next?&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/4175403219747166848-4030558405610248464?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4030558405610248464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=4030558405610248464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4030558405610248464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4030558405610248464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/aku-malas-aku-penat.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6215382037644222064</id><published>2008-10-09T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:33:08.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I miss trekkers'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255422323870824210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO8Cwlb6dxI/AAAAAAAABos/lujanSjzK4U/s320/09102008136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went for trek training. I so miss my trekkers. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've got hold of the Ubin pictures though it's been eons ago. I just miss the fun moments together. How am I able to forget? They are my happy pills and they were there for me whenever I'm down. And not forgetting, this clumsy GIRL here always got herself injured for every trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I wanna know who's the photographer for Ubin trip cos all they took was an unglam shots of me, YOU BETTER OWN UP AH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255347070755036866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO6-URu-XsI/AAAAAAAABkE/m_2wDyaDffM/s320/DSC_6602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255347796714966706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO6--iJTzrI/AAAAAAAABkM/F4rLmKDG7KE/s320/DSC_6618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;camkerrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255347802297449058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO6--28RumI/AAAAAAAABkU/cDV-4VVE23Q/s320/DSC_6623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Note that the RED paper bag contains chipsmore, pringles, prunes, chocolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"We won't die if Albaniaa is around!" Manda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;"You see how many/much food she brought for an overnight stay in UBIN?!" Manda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255347807707173138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO6-_LGDkRI/AAAAAAAABkc/WFEC6G3pWuE/s320/DSC_6625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so excited to goooo. My first virgin trip you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255348910307001250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO6__WmVw6I/AAAAAAAABkk/zeuSo-WjYyE/s320/DSC_6652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feeling-feeling titanic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255348911958588754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO6__cwG_VI/AAAAAAAABks/Uwwy-XWWbqI/s320/DSC_6670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't you see the excitement in my eyes? I'm going to break my virgin okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255348913781015890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO6__jinBVI/AAAAAAAABk0/q2kc0LeIDKM/s320/DSC_6683.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PULAU UBIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I remembered telling Jerral &amp;amp; Rayyan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Wah, Ubin nice sia! Bigger than Singapore ah?!" Albaniaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#000099;"&gt;" '_________________' " Jerral &amp;amp; Rayyan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255348918392354690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO6__0uCd4I/AAAAAAAABk8/DYNfGUMIa4U/s320/DSC_6686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255349955191234402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7A8LGJ32I/AAAAAAAABlE/Mi9WKuXHWS8/s320/DSC_6689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;"MAK kau, minum ke TEGOK ni!" AfiQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Diam ah babi!" Albaniaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255349960291514002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7A8eGJ9pI/AAAAAAAABlM/U4-4iyckixA/s320/DSC_6693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255349961964321842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7A8kU-_DI/AAAAAAAABlc/YuEqNk1dVXU/s320/DSC_6712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rozzy was shocked seeing John posing that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and John, that pose wasn't needed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255349960237207090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7A8d5NTjI/AAAAAAAABlU/vKzEKYMZQ6w/s320/DSC_6695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another unglam shot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255350956187064274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7B2cGKF9I/AAAAAAAABlk/723bGu6L4jQ/s320/DSC_6714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wah wah, navigator leader on the move.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255350958622198466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7B2lKvSsI/AAAAAAAABls/HxX_20qJWNA/s320/DSC_6741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the cock face shown when everyone is tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255350965772601298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7B2_zhx9I/AAAAAAAABl0/x6CoY8FklJA/s320/DSC_6769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this girl is so cute. she's not even shy with strangers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255350964644165074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7B27mfNdI/AAAAAAAABl8/3aZt7uz8gl8/s320/DSC_6892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this one, I will remember it for the rest of my life how CHEAPOT can I be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;thanks eh korang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255352467179600850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7DOY-2e9I/AAAAAAAABmE/B1hUhUfPTh4/s320/DSC_6796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255352477128819650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7DO-C7g8I/AAAAAAAABmU/ct06Mg3gSDM/s320/DSC_7091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't mind the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fat&lt;/span&gt; legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255352473102164578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7DOvC5omI/AAAAAAAABmM/-UNb-16Z6Qw/s320/DSC_7089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;B&amp;amp;B, do you miss the fun times we had in the tent as much as I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255391682689958994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7m5CJHBFI/AAAAAAAABmc/VPoegzH6b5M/s320/DSC_6801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255391686667450610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7m5Q9auPI/AAAAAAAABmk/CTzx3X5_s4o/s320/DSC_7157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If F1 have their own models, we have it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255391693712711234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7m5rNI3kI/AAAAAAAABms/Q1nwA5mFSu4/s320/DSC_7161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is before I flew off my bike, bicycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255391694671676626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7m5uxxhNI/AAAAAAAABm0/Qya64WyupUI/s320/DSC_7168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; this is after!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255392598967783874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7nuXixEcI/AAAAAAAABm8/UeGWgw8zKcI/s320/DSC_7179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255392597262454674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7nuRMLz5I/AAAAAAAABnE/qYBIPhx9qgs/s320/DSC_7178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;awww, vik so sweet!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255403744446062498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7x3Hr3H6I/AAAAAAAABnc/ToPtXuXe9C8/s320/DSC_7194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I cried like god knows how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eh Meng Keat, whose taking your photo?&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255403745813352802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7x3Mx2UWI/AAAAAAAABnU/pz2OrYxSPyo/s320/DSC_7195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Afiq was injured too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Husband &amp;amp; wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255405500763396514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7zdWei2aI/AAAAAAAABns/WjVO9W6Yet4/s320/DSC_7254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clyde got his hand cut and the blood, effing scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255405504489205602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO7zdkW2L2I/AAAAAAAABn0/ECFqxTmkwkU/s320/DSC_7263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to be fed you know! you know how painful it is! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, from now on, I will never ride bicycle AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEXT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255421381355907762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO8B5uS2KrI/AAAAAAAABn8/pZlDm-mE-uM/s320/09102008135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss trainings and only 3 bitches and 1 bastard came down for training.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255421385786815714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO8B5-zQdOI/AAAAAAAABoE/A27BC3bgk8E/s320/09102008137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255421389866529778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO8B6N_78_I/AAAAAAAABoM/KgkuD7J9JE8/s320/09102008139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255422321942740962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO8CweQOP-I/AAAAAAAABoc/ILDWZZuOrF4/s320/09102008140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Indulge myself with brownie and ice cream.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255421391646954402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO8B6UobE6I/AAAAAAAABoU/xQ9GDpKOgyo/s320/edfggd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255422320596764818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO8CwZPUSJI/AAAAAAAABok/Q7bBbm9sRRI/s320/ghbjh.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a good laugh at TRCC while enjoying our sumptous dinner.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;" I remembered Albaniaa scratched _____ in front of Edward some more! And she even dropped her bra, some more like Aunty aunty one!" Yans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yans, you want microphone so the whole world knows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, B&amp;amp;B we need to catch up real soon. I miss you guys truck and lorries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-6215382037644222064?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6215382037644222064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6215382037644222064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6215382037644222064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6215382037644222064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-for-trek-training.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO8Cwlb6dxI/AAAAAAAABos/lujanSjzK4U/s72-c/09102008136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-8744567462028783411</id><published>2008-10-09T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:38:41.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='October babies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255053468896359538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO2zSZlAdHI/AAAAAAAABjk/6V9HEEwi3ys/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY FARHAN SALLEH BINAWE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;May all your wishes come true, son. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(inside joke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And oh, thanks for being a great friend and be the middle person everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss your presence in class somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;May you'll be blessed and enjoy your birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: still not yet legal eh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255054237613410114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO2z_JRbx0I/AAAAAAAABjs/z1SchG7kn0s/s320/shaq.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY SHAQ BBY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;May you'll be blessed in anyhing that you do love. You're 18 now and half-legal now! Enjoy your birthday LOVE! and meet up sooon eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ILY, bby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-8744567462028783411?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8744567462028783411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=8744567462028783411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8744567462028783411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8744567462028783411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-17th-birthday-farhan-salleh.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO2zSZlAdHI/AAAAAAAABjk/6V9HEEwi3ys/s72-c/Albaniaaa+snaps.2399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-8546402179684418645</id><published>2008-10-08T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T07:48:38.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enough'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO2Fw3X-_II/AAAAAAAABjc/CHkytaZw8RM/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255003414755998850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO2Fw3X-_II/AAAAAAAABjc/CHkytaZw8RM/s320/DSC00299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you believe in horoscopes? As a matter of fact, I do. Don’t ask me why. Whenever my hand gets hold of any magazines, I will turn to the horoscope section first. True enough that we shouldn’t rely too much on them cos afterall, god is responsible for anything that has happened or has yet to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not attend class on Wednesday cos I’m darn bloody lazy and I woke up quite late to get ready to school. I shall be a good girl from now on. I prayed for that *cross fingers*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss trekking. I miss my trekkers, my B&amp;amp;Bhood and of course, Keith. I miss all. I have not been attending trainings cos of __________.&lt;br /&gt;I hoped so much, things will not change. :( I heard stories and saw PM nicks and it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want trek or anything to affect OUR friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is filled with (HEARTS) I supposed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story created and it’s not related to me fyi. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, the heart refused to get to know cos the head thought that the heart HAS been stolen for real by this GUY who claimed the world is her. The heart refused to “join venture” with _. The head thought that, that GUY gonna be there for her forever. Little did she know that GUY has hurt her deeply. The head didn’t want anymore, the heart stop searching and moved on without anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment B met H, B felt secure. The sense of security that any girl would want to feel. B tried so hard, tried so many different ways to get rid of H but B just couldn’t bring herself to do it.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, H kept coming and giving B hope that she will meet with happiness one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is ready to be loved and love once again but she is not prepared to be hurt AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, H asked B. Here goes the conversation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H : Can I ask you something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;B: Yes, what?&lt;br /&gt;H: Do you have feelings for me?&lt;br /&gt;B: Err, why you ask eh? Err, yes. U?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(B is blushing real bad cos this is the first time she had to confessed to a guy she like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;H: Me too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is so bloody happy. She jumps for joy and thank god. She was hoping that H wasn’t at all interested in her cos H on the other hand seems apathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days goes by, H and B has been texting and calling each other every day. B was happy that at least, she doesn’t have to cry and moan for days and weeks over that GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B didn’t wanna rush. H too. Both are afraid to be hurt and get hurt. One day, B told H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: I like you, in fact I’m beginning to love you.&lt;br /&gt;B: Me too :’)&lt;br /&gt;H : I don’t know if this is too early for us. I’m afraid we might end up in regrets. We have to think and be prepared of what the outcome is. It takes 2 hands to clap.&lt;br /&gt;B: True enough. I don’t wanna rush either cos I’m afraid of hurt. Yes, it takes two hands to clap.&lt;br /&gt;H: When we love each other too early a high chance of losing it is early too.&lt;br /&gt;B: Yeah, so I’d better stop loving you or not to love you so much cos I don’t want to get disappointed in the end.&lt;br /&gt;H:You can love me if you want to.. Because, I love you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( Note that B is tearing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;B: Me too. But how?&lt;br /&gt;H: In that case, I think we have to love each other.&lt;br /&gt;So then, H asked B a million dollar question.&lt;br /&gt;H: Are you willing to take the risk?&lt;br /&gt;B: I am. The moment I said, I love you, I am left with two choices.&lt;br /&gt;To stay or to leave and stop loving you. And I can’t leave and stop loving you cos I have loved you to the extent that I can’t bear to leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things went on pretty fine for both of them. Even though there were “no strings attached” still, their heart is as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow along the way, B doubt H love for her. H told B his past, his ugly past. And B wasn’t that good herself. That is why B is afraid that karma will strike on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is afraid that H still loves his ex girlfriend cos he seems like to.&lt;br /&gt;B is afraid that H will turn his back on her cos B had enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;B is afraid that “this” is going nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;B is just afraid that H didn’t love her(tho he claimed so).&lt;br /&gt;And B is tired of starting all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't know how to help B, do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/4175403219747166848-8546402179684418645?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8546402179684418645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=8546402179684418645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8546402179684418645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8546402179684418645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-you-believe-in-horoscopes-as-matter.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SO2Fw3X-_II/AAAAAAAABjc/CHkytaZw8RM/s72-c/DSC00299.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6437631445715715969</id><published>2008-10-07T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:20:17.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conversation with Apit &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apit says (11:09 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i wana tel u somting&lt;br /&gt;but i hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apit says (11:10 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;u r able to tk the fact&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;apit just sent you a nudge.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ ALBANIAA says (11:11 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apit says (11:11 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ur mum right... well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ ALBANIAA says (11:11 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;APE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apit says (11:11 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she's actuali a thieve... a robber...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ ALBANIAA says (11:11 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;how come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apit says (11:11 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ya...&lt;br /&gt;coz she stole the stars in the skies and put it into ur eyes...&lt;br /&gt;now u knw y u got beautiful eyes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;apit says (11:14 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;who invented the alphabet A to Z ehk???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;♥ ALBANIAA says (11:14 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ENTAH?&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;apit says (11:15 AM):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;coz if i knw who invented it, i would find them and put us closer together...&lt;br /&gt;chey chey chey!!!&lt;br /&gt;k dah... aku stop it skg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baboon giler.&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/4175403219747166848-6437631445715715969?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6437631445715715969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6437631445715715969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6437631445715715969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6437631445715715969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/conversation-with-apit-apit-says-1109.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-3381411392881749273</id><published>2008-10-07T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T20:37:38.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='before you know it'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254587838395969586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwLzIyt8DI/AAAAAAAABgM/HMF1Uaw86Ww/s320/06102008119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Should you go and let me bruised bit by bit&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;should you just go and leave me alone in my own world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guessed I'm okay right now. I deserved to smile and laugh like everyone else. So things like this should not stand in my way.&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, last weekend we had RAYA outing to the rest of the family who stayed in the East side of Singapore. And yes, I'd guessed I'll be having a splendid raya this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm looking forward for 11th (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254588808760231522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwMrnrlhmI/AAAAAAAABgc/rufp-TSFJ6g/s320/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254588798273886274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwMrAncmEI/AAAAAAAABgU/OGinjMN4fEU/s320/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sharifah Aini Junior. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254589392904365138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwNNnyZpFI/AAAAAAAABgs/Pvbh20IonGo/s320/DSC00220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the F&amp;amp;N boy. &lt;em&gt;lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254589389478901874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwNNbBtOHI/AAAAAAAABgk/uF4bFpksKaU/s320/DSC00218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254603685547749314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwaNkCIL8I/AAAAAAAABhM/S1vwkjZbV8c/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254590065652894626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwN0x-Ji6I/AAAAAAAABhE/hUKtIA0JVRE/s320/DSC00223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254590063971664994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwN0rtUBGI/AAAAAAAABg0/nSaa64jMWYM/s320/DSC00221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254603685632682194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwaNkWYKNI/AAAAAAAABhU/2A6S3BypS7g/s320/DSC00222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Shabil &amp;amp; Uncle Azizi.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254604896695591298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwbUD6RoYI/AAAAAAAABhc/lFYUf2VzzXo/s320/DSC00225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254604897364266098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwbUGZszHI/AAAAAAAABhk/OM1g3TBcgnc/s320/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aunty zed's priceless face. &lt;em&gt;lol. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed on in class for Science lesson. I didn't know why suddenly SCIENCE turned me on. Not in a vulgar way. Surprisingly, I did my part which I thought for the past weeks in semester two, I haven't been contributing much. Pardon me for that cos I am not in the mood.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, maybe it's because of the relief faci that drives me to a state of semangats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or is it you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Again, webcam-ed with Hafiz Apit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254606627751941554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwc40mRVbI/AAAAAAAABh8/b8hMZNHeR-s/s320/jdhbjhsdn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254606629688920226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwc470FSKI/AAAAAAAABiE/Bzjjjut0M6o/s320/dfgedf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254606633834518418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwc5LQeF5I/AAAAAAAABiM/EvxH-4sX5cs/s320/dhd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254606233368136674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwch3Z2C-I/AAAAAAAABh0/kD1OJ3jGUaE/s320/hfdhdbjdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; a lot like babooon. muahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After school, we planned to meet a while before I went off with Rozzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254606233848814658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwch5McnEI/AAAAAAAABhs/_3FyuIkyTt8/s320/06102008120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Apit, I'm sorry for what I've done to you, called you, teased you or whatever eh. No matter what, you're still that big but SMALL brother." But I forgot to add, you make me smile till today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday blues, UT suck balls big big, class was a mundane and to add to that, you're being such a pain! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt like I'm having a worse time of my life the moment it happens. I shall never be bothered by this. So for now, that's it. I had enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prolly you know by now that my girls and I skipped class again for the countless times. OMGZD!&lt;br /&gt;So then again, thought of watching movie but no, we ended up indulging ourselves with gelare ice cream. Yan, fany’s boyf joined us. Oh that man, FANY must treasure him a lot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254608107513245986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOweO9I28SI/AAAAAAAABiU/w88XyiJiklY/s320/07102008123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254608108345222946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwePAPN5yI/AAAAAAAABic/sEqvkRz1Jbs/s320/07102008124.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254609371898458658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwfYjVyMiI/AAAAAAAABik/48CLtOhIZsw/s320/07102008126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254609374455173282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwfYs3WkKI/AAAAAAAABis/C0OTWaMi88I/s320/07102008127.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Afterwards, meet up with old school gang plus Brad Lull at Pioneer Mall Macdonald.&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Ibu &amp;amp; Kakak. Wah, misses flying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254610238426386546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwgK_aJEHI/AAAAAAAABi8/Up1LiJ354Ss/s320/07102008132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pak Maman senget face.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254610231439347986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwgKlYTURI/AAAAAAAABi0/DpAceHnmpGw/s320/07102008129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cikgu Bedah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At night, the conversation I had was indescribable. At the very least, you’re being honest of who you were last time. I’ve noted the saying, “what’s past is past”. So, I shall bear the consequences of keeping it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to rush either. I don’t want to see myself getting hurt again(who wants?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU:&lt;/strong&gt; It’s so hard to accept the fact that you are solely blaming HER for the cause of our separation.&lt;br /&gt;To another &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;: You make me believe that it won’t kill to know and to tell the truth. Somewhere along the journey, my feelings grow.&lt;br /&gt;And to &lt;strong&gt;YOU &lt;/strong&gt;who’s reading this: I’ve decided. So stop trying so hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before; I gave you love but what you gave me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254615409199294466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwk3-CeKAI/AAAAAAAABjE/FCo1UWk3CzQ/s320/a%26a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ileane love this pic taken with Ali but, I DON'T.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cos I look like COCK. '_'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-3381411392881749273?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3381411392881749273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=3381411392881749273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3381411392881749273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3381411392881749273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/should-you-go-and-let-me-bruised-bit-by.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOwLzIyt8DI/AAAAAAAABgM/HMF1Uaw86Ww/s72-c/06102008119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-3282523610672593141</id><published>2008-10-06T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:40:39.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pissed'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUST SHUT UP &amp;amp; FUCK OFF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm suffocating!&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/4175403219747166848-3282523610672593141?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3282523610672593141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=3282523610672593141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3282523610672593141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3282523610672593141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-shut-up-fuck-off.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-263428778143520160</id><published>2008-10-05T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:55:37.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOm02TcQrcI/AAAAAAAABfk/cPDvi4RAs9I/s1600-h/Hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253929285329137090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="246" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOm02TcQrcI/AAAAAAAABfk/cPDvi4RAs9I/s320/Hearts.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After much thought, I have decided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And if you know, you'll know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm sorry but feelings cant be forced.&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/4175403219747166848-263428778143520160?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/263428778143520160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=263428778143520160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/263428778143520160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/263428778143520160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/after-much-thoughts-i-have-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOm02TcQrcI/AAAAAAAABfk/cPDvi4RAs9I/s72-c/Hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-9078042101400086875</id><published>2008-10-04T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:11:42.986-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wanna be the first to know.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MyHotComments.com" src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/20/20ff25c87ded03f63d10b72a0c17cb81.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another mundane post. If you don't wish to listen/read, I suggest you leave. Neither would I want you here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As mention in the previous post, I'm confused, lost and definately feeling a little bit insecure.&lt;br /&gt;After many heartbreaks, I tried so hard to shrug off any love that comes along the way. Not that I wish for it. But you know, it seems so hard to accept another love when you are about to heal yourself from the previous hurt. Shit after shit, I don't know when it will end.&lt;br /&gt;I am single and yes, my heart is taken. I don't know if it's temporary or will it stay like this forever. The man I've fallen for, is the man with an ambiguous character which makes it more difficult for me to understand. But, this feeling I had knows no flaws and imperfection. I won't say what I feel is LOVE. Somewhat, this four letter word freaks me out. I don't know why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A month back, I thought, I've found what I need. I've found what I want. But I was wrong. I was proved wrong in a spur of a moment. Whatever it is, that was the past. I don't want to dwell about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, I became more cautious in choosing partners. I fathomed, I could live without them. Cos, they ARE not everything. I spent my time with my friends and closest ones more than spending time, ALONE. I choose to avoid any unexpected tears. It hurts you know.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm confused, lost and insecure. My mind is fucked by many things. With stories after another stories. With you, giving me hopes and you make me feel love. It was beautiful and splendid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You get what I mean? This is what happens when things gets out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would be glad to know, you are sincere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm confused cos I don't know what/who to trust to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost cos I've yet to find the route to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling rather insecure cos, my mind is fucked with thousands of negative things.&lt;br /&gt;Babies. For this, I need you more than anyone else. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-9078042101400086875?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/9078042101400086875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=9078042101400086875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/9078042101400086875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/9078042101400086875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-mundane-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2009131413710520816</id><published>2008-10-04T00:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:12:28.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today is Saturday. Another boring Saturday. Initially, family planned to have Raya outing but was postpone tonight. Sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've done few quizzes, thanks to Naine bby.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Fairly Normal in Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyounormalinlovequiz/love-2.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;When it comes to love, you have fairly normal ideas and expectations.&lt;br /&gt;Your relationships and ideas may be a bit quirky at times...&lt;br /&gt;But you see love the same way as most people do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Are Normal in Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are normal because you rather die before your romantic partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are normal because you believe a long distance relationship can work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why You Aren't Normal in Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are abnormal because you have been in love with two people at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are abnormal because you believe people only have one soulmate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are You Normal in Love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Picky When it Counts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoutoopickywhenitcomestomenquiz/picky-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Like most sane women, you want a great guy who will treat you well.&lt;br /&gt;But you're also willing to put up with a few flaws in your Mr. Right&lt;br /&gt;You should congratulate yourself on having a realistic approach to dating.&lt;br /&gt;You probably have quite a few great guys you can date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are You Too Picky When It Comes To Men?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are Ready to Date Again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoureadyforanewboyfriendquiz/ready-date-1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;If you're not out there already, you should be.&lt;br /&gt;Your ex is long gone from your heart, and you are ready for another relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Any guy you meet gets a clean slate - and no emotional baggage.&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you've gotten completely over him.&lt;br /&gt;Now, on to a better guy :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for you to start dating!&lt;br /&gt;Post your photo and profile on a bunch of personals sites.&lt;br /&gt;Before long, you won't have any more lonely Saturday nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Ready for a New Boyfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Be With an Air Sign!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsignguyshouldyoudatequiz/air-sign.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your best match is a Gemini, Libra, or Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? You crave excitement and playful banter&lt;br /&gt;Only an Air Sign can match your wit - and keep you on your toes&lt;br /&gt;As for fun, an Air Sign guy will show you plenty, with tons of surprises&lt;br /&gt;Just be sure to introduce him to some new playful experiences as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Sign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Average American Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/averageamericannamegenerator/name.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nancy Lynn Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's" Your Average American Name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He Is More Than a Hookup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/ishejustahookupquiz/more-than-a-hookup.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;You've fallen pretty hard for this guy, which could be a great thing.&lt;br /&gt;But if he's just looking for a hookup, this spells trouble.&lt;br /&gt;If your guy wants something serious, than by all means, step things up.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, find someone else who's interested in more than a fling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; He Just a Hookup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Can Definitely Spot a Liar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/canyouspotaliarquiz/liar-1.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe you have good instincts. Or maybe you just have a lot of experience with liars.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it's pretty hard for someone to pull a fast one on you. You're like a human lie detector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You Spot a Liar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 48% Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td  style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhappyareyouquiz/happy-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;You're definitely a happy person, even though you have your down moments.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get the most out of life, though there's always some more happiness to be squeezed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Happy Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ESFP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/esfp.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;The Performer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.&lt;br /&gt;A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.&lt;br /&gt;You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are a smooth talker and incorrigible flirt.&lt;br /&gt;While you get into relationships easily, you don't tend to stick around when times get tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you do well in groups. You keep everyone laughing through difficult tasks.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Capable, fair, and efficient&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, stubborn, and silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Somewhat Like Your Mom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoulikeyourmomquiz/mom-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Believe it or not, you and your mom are pretty darn similar.&lt;br /&gt;It may not seem like it at times, but you and your mom have a lot of common ground.&lt;br /&gt;You and your mom do understand each other well. You may just need to work on communication.&lt;br /&gt;Over time, you'll probably get closer ... especially if you emphasize the things you like about each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You Like Your Mom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Likely an Only Child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/birthorderpredictorquiz/only-child.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;At work and school, you do best when you're organizing.&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, you tend to worry about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal careers are: radio announcer, finance, teaching, ministry, and management.&lt;br /&gt;You will leave your mark on the world with organizational leadership, maybe as the author of self-help books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Birth Order Predictor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" color="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Drag Queen Name Is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/dragqueennamegenerator/dragqueen.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Pussy Galore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Queen Name Generator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that's all folks. Till then.&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/4175403219747166848-2009131413710520816?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2009131413710520816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2009131413710520816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2009131413710520816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2009131413710520816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-5621090340747554617</id><published>2008-10-03T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T08:54:51.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='will seeing me cry makes you happy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOY-vNd8KMI/AAAAAAAABfc/qYljc1zKKrQ/s1600-h/IMG00713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252954996164274370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOY-vNd8KMI/AAAAAAAABfc/qYljc1zKKrQ/s320/IMG00713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; It was a dream come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wanting to feel happy when I know the heart's broken into two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe, it's a blessings in a disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Insecure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bet, I felt that the moment you are out of my sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that night, i laid tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BABIES, help me please. I'm confused, lost and helpless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-5621090340747554617?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5621090340747554617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=5621090340747554617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5621090340747554617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5621090340747554617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-was-dream-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOY-vNd8KMI/AAAAAAAABfc/qYljc1zKKrQ/s72-c/IMG00713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-8064528305260058918</id><published>2008-10-02T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T08:16:48.747-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RAYAAAAAAAA.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252564261845016594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTbXesvIBI/AAAAAAAABdc/Muyh84NcMvA/s320/01102008095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hello earthlings !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I enjoyed my first day of Raya as much as you do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I had fun raya-ing with fellow family and cousins who visited granny at her place. As for any other years, first day of raya, we stayed at granny's place and the other cousins will come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AND as usual, I ATE countless plates of LONTONG. I am growing &lt;em&gt;horizontally &lt;/em&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252564263795812946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTbXl916lI/AAAAAAAABd0/FIPPfD066VE/s320/01102008096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252565318805920146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTcVAL2mZI/AAAAAAAABeM/xtXy-L7WYac/s320/DSC00188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am taller than Mummy, as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252564258341304866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTbXRpYuiI/AAAAAAAABds/M3H_S3GtomM/s320/cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the cousins I love, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252564258957355458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTbXT8Q6cI/AAAAAAAABdk/3qjS7AM_tCY/s320/ussssssss.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252565328459184002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTcVkJXt4I/AAAAAAAABec/BOSFDiUX4XI/s320/gbhjn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252565322528687378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTcVODbhRI/AAAAAAAABeE/Br36JzxuGQk/s320/DSC00185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252565331210979074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTcVuZcxwI/AAAAAAAABeU/b1fVdgJd-v8/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252566089497028802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTdB3O7qMI/AAAAAAAABek/wWQ99Ad7lJU/s320/DSC00207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The Salam's family without Uncle Jamal &amp;amp; family who's living in Jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day of Raya is a school day. However, I self declared a holiday. The same goes to Rozzy and the usual W35A cliques. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AND ANOTHER TWINS DAY OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Meet up with Rozzy at Bugis as early as 1030 am. Initially, YANS was supposed to follow us. But being a good RP student she is, she went to school, praying and begging me not to influence her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First, we had breakfast at Macdonald's. After that, R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ozzy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and I did SOME shopping and had our hair done. She had purple stripe while I had pink stripes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252569615342246578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTgPGB8GrI/AAAAAAAABes/VLpkmwQGT3I/s320/02102008102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252569620361417986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTgPYumlQI/AAAAAAAABe0/a79vLUwjvMg/s320/02102008103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252569622846956594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTgPh_M5DI/AAAAAAAABe8/m8Fn8mZ6tZ8/s320/02102008104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252569626724887874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTgPwbxbUI/AAAAAAAABfE/AaW6n2uHGes/s320/02102008105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After roaming from Haji Lane to beach road and back to Paco, we decided to find a decent place to chill. But we ended up in a SALON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We were asked to be the models for these two guys who's graduating soon at Toni &amp;amp; Guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it took them freaking 2 hours to get our hair done. My butt cramped already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252570465965535346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOThAm2VcHI/AAAAAAAABfM/lVXqHD9LIJg/s320/hiuhjk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252571421529992162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTh4Omp6-I/AAAAAAAABfU/vL3J_d6E8rA/s320/rolls.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, this is the result, FRENCH ROLLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, I'm going to bathe now. Take care loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Define me the meaning of "LOVE"; &amp;amp; I'll marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-8064528305260058918?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8064528305260058918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=8064528305260058918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8064528305260058918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8064528305260058918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/hello-earthlings-i-enjoyed-my-first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOTbXesvIBI/AAAAAAAABdc/Muyh84NcMvA/s72-c/01102008095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-973074202836260946</id><published>2008-10-02T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T04:48:37.977-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you make me smile'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA TO ALL FELLOW MUSLIMS OUT THERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Forgive me my mistakes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Enjoy your hari raya with loved ones.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;will update soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with love, Albaniaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-973074202836260946?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/973074202836260946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=973074202836260946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/973074202836260946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/973074202836260946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-to-all-fellow-muslims.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-7892703972968012910</id><published>2008-09-30T01:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:13:58.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings in disguise'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251732675308790738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHnCxcXo9I/AAAAAAAABbs/fG9o1H_PqAw/s320/29092008079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;First of all, I would like to thank all my friends who came down all the way to cheer and give me their moral support yesterday. Thanks my B&amp;amp;B plus Azhar, who cheered for me and stayed on till the results are announced. Thanks to my clique of W35A, who also came down to cheer for your friend over here. Thank you also to my present classmates, Naine, Fany &amp;amp; Sherry. You girls are very sweeeet. Thank you also to Su Li, the Chiron club ppl, the event organiser, Aswandy, my cousin, ELVIN, FIZZ &amp;amp; friends, Sean &amp;amp; those mat rockers, lu rock ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Azza, D’yraa and Raudaah; though you guys were not there, you supported me the whole event.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, not forgetting the Mr &amp;amp; Miss SAS finalist. The bond we shared during the rehearsals can never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know I sounded like as if I’ve won an &lt;em&gt;Oscar&lt;/em&gt; award. Nevertheless, I just wanna share my gratitude to these people, if you don’t mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I did not actually attend class that day cos I don’t have anything nice to wear that particular day. So, I went to Bugis with FIZZ to find a dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251733548724906002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHn1nK_6BI/AAAAAAAABb8/TRxQvGQmk10/s320/29092008057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251733546752485890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHn1f0vKgI/AAAAAAAABb0/Tuz1CfIDKEE/s320/29092008053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251733553737369330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHn152EBvI/AAAAAAAABcE/qCaYXebg4Yw/s320/29092008059.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HAFIZ-AH perr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251734516335278594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHot7zSegI/AAAAAAAABcc/1LtNij6O2Lc/s320/29092008064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251734513144613282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHotv6kyaI/AAAAAAAABcU/irpkD06KTIY/s320/29092008063.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thank you adelaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251735899554024002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHp-csVikI/AAAAAAAABck/kyAaju62Ku8/s320/29092008066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; my two sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251735901153603698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHp-iptMHI/AAAAAAAABc0/eg-0XFFy8Lc/s320/29092008070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251738841851943218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHsptm02TI/AAAAAAAABdU/TZH-TRHBQZk/s320/IloveYOU019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my sweet, lovely irritants. I love you to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251735900599083490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHp-glf4eI/AAAAAAAABcs/9UeMtJQPldo/s320/29092008068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251734510779984290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHotnGzaaI/AAAAAAAABcM/Vaxvu7ZYAAg/s320/29092008062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Miss Photogenic &amp;amp; Mr Personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And no, we're NOT dating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251737419647232466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHrW7ezKdI/AAAAAAAABc8/z18_FG0VFwk/s320/29092008073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AfiqBabi. Nice hair eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251737420670649010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHrW_SzQrI/AAAAAAAABdE/SWtjXsCnr8M/s320/29092008075.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CHIA XIN HUI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I must say, the event was a great and amazing one. It’s an experience for me as I’ve never entered any contest like this. So yeah, all efforts were paid off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian : &lt;em&gt;You know why you won miss photogenic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me : Why?&lt;br /&gt;Ian : &lt;em&gt;You see how a CAMWHORE are you!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Me : ‘________’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251737424085123538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHrXMA4AdI/AAAAAAAABdM/XJVYSPahap4/s320/29092008077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To end off the day, I got my heels stucked at the drain grill. '_'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;joke of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my gawddddddd.&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/4175403219747166848-7892703972968012910?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7892703972968012910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=7892703972968012910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7892703972968012910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7892703972968012910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-thank-all.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOHnCxcXo9I/AAAAAAAABbs/fG9o1H_PqAw/s72-c/29092008079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6338103520174120607</id><published>2008-09-29T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T04:32:13.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its you baby.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOC712VDAMI/AAAAAAAABbk/qCBDMiDThew/s1600-h/melihat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251403699305251010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOC712VDAMI/AAAAAAAABbk/qCBDMiDThew/s320/melihat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RAYA, RAYA, RAYA.&lt;br /&gt;I’m in the RAYA mood. How fast time flies. Last year, I didn’t get to celebrate much due to O’s and the year before, I had my N’s. How great! So this year, I’m going to compensate for what was lost. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;And this year, the theme colour is GOLD! ‘________’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see how Mummy is excited for RAYA. (&amp;amp; that includes me too). This year, I’ve been going to gaylang only twice. Compared to my secondary school years, I’ve been going to gaylang almost every weekend during the fasting month. I miss the smell of RAYA clothings and the burning smell of deng deng! Each time I went to gaylang, a deng deng is a MUST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending most of my time at granny’s place. This year, mummy, kak heri and auntie zed will be cooking all the dishes for RAYA since granny is still sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw is a school day and I’m not in the mood to another mundane presentation.&lt;br /&gt;During semester one, my grades were downright suckier than any of the slackers in W35A. I skipped lessons, halfway through I escaped from presentations and the only thing I did at my laptop was MSN-ING, Friendster-ing, blogging and not forgetting, WEBCAMING. I thought during semester two, I would change for the better. But it became worst I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone put me in the mood to strive harder and make things easier for me so that I would not spend another 5 YEARS in rp!?&lt;br /&gt;I told you, things like these always caused me to have panda eyes 0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after RAYA, I will make myself useful in class this time round.(I know I’ve said it 289732683298th times).&lt;br /&gt;I’m having RAYA and holiday mood now, so no point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stop falling deeper now. I’ve learnt that things will be much wiser if I held myself back from falling. I choose to be with reality so as to make myself believe that everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know where the mistake lies. I don’t know why HE put this barrier between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried days when I sensed that the love is no longer there. I tried, not that I don’t, to be happy and acted as if nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;I choose to believe what I read and what I saw without hearing your side of story.&lt;br /&gt;I was in the midst of battling myself with these.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down inside, never have I thought that it would end this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make that choice because I know it’s better this way.&lt;br /&gt;To know that you no longer feel the same way as I do was very hurting.&lt;br /&gt;For a day, it hurts. But for days, it hurts even more than you could ever imagine.&lt;br /&gt;I blame neither one of us, cos I choose to believe that we are FATED this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the day you stepped foot in my life, not once did I not smile. I was happy when you came. You make me forget my misery, and that guy.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, those feelings starts to fade.&lt;br /&gt;And I thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to _______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I smiled till today, cos you make me feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&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/4175403219747166848-6338103520174120607?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6338103520174120607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6338103520174120607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6338103520174120607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6338103520174120607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/raya-raya-raya.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SOC712VDAMI/AAAAAAAABbk/qCBDMiDThew/s72-c/melihat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-4636347359661324678</id><published>2008-09-25T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:04:02.288-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s brought us here becauseeeee'/><title type='text'>C R U S H</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxmL8VcHzI/AAAAAAAABZc/F6g1deAFLto/s1600-h/25092008022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250183620967800626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxmL8VcHzI/AAAAAAAABZc/F6g1deAFLto/s320/25092008022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; "what has faded, is already lost"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before long, I had a trauma. Facing reality was a trauma but facing fate was a norm. However, along the journey I stopped and thought for a while; if it was not meant to be, it’s not meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, I shall not be bothered cos I’m just painfully tired of having to see all these happening right in front of my two naked eyes in the speed of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever shall matter, I’ll let it be for a while. I can never become someone that’s willing to stay all the way when you know you’ve got your heart broken. And I think back again, I think the problem lies with me.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather, you tried to make me feel better. And yes, I am, right now, at this point of time, I am better than what I expected I would be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Class was a mundane. Two facis has already spoken to me about _______. Seriously, I need to pull up my fcuking socks from now on ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Webcaming with Hafiz in class was hilarious. He tries all sorts of things to make me laugh. He doesn't need to try so hard, I will still laugh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250186242189940050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxokhJf1VI/AAAAAAAABZs/r-Yjr6p43rE/s320/hafizzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"MENTEL, mulot maintain!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250186245525077298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxoktkp_TI/AAAAAAAABZ0/Kt1YYQaSfkU/s320/jhuj.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and I'm amazed how msn convo's could send a lot of loveeeeeeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250186744943947826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxpByDZMDI/AAAAAAAABZ8/fQdeyvXNBLs/s320/azzzzzzzzzza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;click to enlarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250186746100422034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxpB2XHlZI/AAAAAAAABaE/grH_zMx7rFI/s320/rozzzzzzzzzzy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rozzy baby, just words.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you &amp;amp; I love you :')" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a happier note, I’ve got my life back to where it first began. Breakfast-ed with Rozzy b, FIZZ, Hanz &amp;amp; Sean at KFC yesterday. Oh wells, both Rozzy &amp;amp; me were craving for chicken.&lt;br /&gt;And I have a new family. How sweeeeeeeeeet (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250185425029447762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxn08_QQFI/AAAAAAAABZk/IJr2fqeYWvo/s320/binawe+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250188219588586002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxqXniEqhI/AAAAAAAABaM/nKWHshiSESs/s320/25092008027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250189336919468194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxrYp6g6KI/AAAAAAAABa0/VSyOjpFKFOQ/s320/Image164.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We're still twins !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250188225132097794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxqX8Lv8QI/AAAAAAAABaU/-8972Rc_FWo/s320/25092008029.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Horny,horny horhor !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250188228319640130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxqYIDt-kI/AAAAAAAABac/5IqoY5icLOY/s320/25092008030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250189333216651570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxrYcHsaTI/AAAAAAAABak/YwTOD6gmZIs/s320/25092008031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the purposeful candid shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250189336770714402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxrYpXDGyI/AAAAAAAABas/YcBA9A5VfEY/s320/25092008036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;YANS, omg, looked what I've found !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your TWIN!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250204074980660114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNx4yheH05I/AAAAAAAABa8/kTmlPFPToMc/s320/Image165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250204080703543154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNx4y2ykF3I/AAAAAAAABbM/_9EiitqlELs/s320/25092008038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250204077591999746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNx4yrMttQI/AAAAAAAABbE/P_HZX1KJJe8/s320/crushhh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250204086447642610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNx4zMMEF_I/AAAAAAAABbU/JH2-gUd_Ul0/s320/25092008040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sean, see the difference in our heights?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250205554114975122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNx6InrOVZI/AAAAAAAABbc/HvQl0_Y8pKY/s320/Image173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Deprived childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Slept over at Fyqah’s place since it was freaking hell late when I reached there. We had a good pouring out session and she gave me her blessings(&lt;em&gt;yang aku rase terlalu cepat!&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By bit, my heart starts to heal.&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;No more tears on my bed sheets, keyboards or pillows.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Maybe the impact I had wasn’t that great. Hell, sometimes I just feel darn horrible. But I put it aside since it’s not supposed to linger on my mind at this point of time. I have to make myself believe that it’s enough for now. But at times, crushes/infatuations happens when you least expected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things like these, happens for goodness sake. Be it when you just got your heart broken or you’ve been single for three solid years. You can’t hide those feelings somehow. But there’s some uncertainty that lies beneath those confidences. You feel rather insecure; knowing that you just got your heart broken and then, someone came along. You just don’t really expect it to come so soon when you’re still in the process of healing yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BELIEVE ME, time will tell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I was about to catch my breath when you came.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-4636347359661324678?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4636347359661324678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=4636347359661324678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4636347359661324678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4636347359661324678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/c-r-u-s-h.html' title='C R U S H'/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNxmL8VcHzI/AAAAAAAABZc/F6g1deAFLto/s72-c/25092008022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-7141665430469025967</id><published>2008-09-24T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T00:05:42.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you don&apos;t know yet'/><title type='text'>that is goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I will come back, once I'm okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bruised and battered by your words.&lt;/em&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/4175403219747166848-7141665430469025967?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/7141665430469025967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=7141665430469025967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7141665430469025967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/7141665430469025967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-is-goodbye.html' title='that is goodbye'/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2798422334920985845</id><published>2008-09-23T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:20:24.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I will get over you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-2798422334920985845?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2798422334920985845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2798422334920985845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2798422334920985845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2798422334920985845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-will-get-over-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6548988870592910732</id><published>2008-09-23T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:20:59.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nothing feels right when I&apos;m not with you'/><title type='text'>when i'm missing you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249398384311692370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="253" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNmcBJ1obFI/AAAAAAAABZU/zZqfL1_DNuU/s320/heart_pic9.gif" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;“You’re that missing piece..”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t take a day without you.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t try to make it on my own again.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t smile; knowing that you are no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe that we are slowly drifting apart.&lt;br /&gt;I can’t make myself believe that you no longer love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, for the fact that I can’t do all that above. Right now, I can no longer feel the need to be happy. Nothing feels right. Absolutely nothing. Why do I have to go through this again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bleed through those hurts. Yes, you need two hands to clap to make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I don’t want to see you sad again. I know how much you love him. When you were happily together, you were very very very very happy. You were all smiling. And yes, he makes you happy. “&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought I could pull through all these.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could just pack up and leave.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could be happy like I used to be once I had you.&lt;br /&gt;I thought those promises were not meant to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;And I thought again, I could stop loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong to even misjudge my own feelings. More than you know, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if you wanna be free now, I’ll let you fly. But fly far far away.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to see myself in you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When one decides to leave, the old one comes back. It wasn't easy to decide. I have to choose between the one I once love and the one I LOVE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How will I ever fought back if it was not meant to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-6548988870592910732?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6548988870592910732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6548988870592910732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6548988870592910732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6548988870592910732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-im-missing-you.html' title='when i&apos;m missing you.'/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNmcBJ1obFI/AAAAAAAABZU/zZqfL1_DNuU/s72-c/heart_pic9.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1996581187618598527</id><published>2008-09-22T00:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:22:13.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't say you love me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248749775133423442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNdOHIW9N1I/AAAAAAAABZM/NAUpKMhrbtg/s320/IMG00662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"you need two hands to clap"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've got to believe that at times, things just won't go my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've got to stop being sensitive and imagine too much. But yknow, I can't help it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm lost and uncertain about my feelings right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was never easy to give an answer to that million dollar question of yours. If you know what I mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been trying hard to accept that this is my fate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was never easy, never easy love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, who cares about it now. I've got to learn to be apathetic towards all these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"I will just be honest to you, but don't be sad, I think the feelings faded off"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's no point crying over it now that I know how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So yeah, time will tell. Hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-1996581187618598527?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1996581187618598527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1996581187618598527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1996581187618598527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1996581187618598527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-say-you-love-me.html' title='don&apos;t say you love me.'/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNdOHIW9N1I/AAAAAAAABZM/NAUpKMhrbtg/s72-c/IMG00662.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-9085703554920322832</id><published>2008-09-20T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T22:51:24.891-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you cant escape me'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248009536421221538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNSs3kQ_1KI/AAAAAAAABZE/CycPHxUBqXI/s320/IMG00658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNSlM_RaVcI/AAAAAAAABY8/EbI4WciinvM/s1600-h/IMG00658.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;" I catch a glimpse of heaven, in your eyes.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh wells, we WON again. I had fun with you ladies and to the other two bitches, azza &amp;amp; manda, we won for you eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;And yes its Friday! Weekend is just around the corner and hari raya is like 10 days time! I can't wait. I missed granny's cooking somehow. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Friday night, I had fun. Seriously, you put a smile on my face and make me laugh till I don't know when to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Tag replies :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rozzy : &lt;em&gt;i am sheeshaing with you now and u are just beside me hhahahahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Hah, I know that belo. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans: &lt;em&gt;u are sitting next to me with ah rosssssy!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : I know lah nyonya! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;D'yraa. : &lt;em&gt;tu lar B! dpt jm per u that time. waaah! best dpt hug. hee. Imy tooo &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Haha, yay! i nak hugggggggg lagik! :*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans:&lt;em&gt; i miss singing all my ahpek songs to u... let's shop for "VITAGE" shirt again. hahahs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : WHAT THE HELL. haha, i'd rather have you dont sing at all. and yes, VITAGE your head! its VINTAGE lah. grrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Manda:&lt;em&gt; Hahahaha wsws! so sweet uh! hahahaha muack muack hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa: Haha, lol. no laaa. muaaack muack back to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;HARFANY IS LOVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hurryupandsaveme.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt; : &lt;em&gt;relink me bby. ily.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : relinked. ilyt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Manda: &lt;em&gt;I know how you feel baby, you wil be all fine =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa: oh huns, thank you love. I will be fine, with you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Raudaaah:&lt;em&gt; im starting to miss u. more hugs pleaseee (: heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Oh yes b. I miss you too love. more hugggggs to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;naine: &lt;em&gt;eh...alamak...i irritating? haha! ya wad...you look at me ONE KIND...anyway, you're HOT and THATS THAT lah sey!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : awww, takmoh nanges. se-irritating nye kau, aku sayang jugak! it was a first day of school okay. how i know! haha, anyways, stop it eh. Jangan nak buat aku kembang. haha, youre hotter love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ROZZY: &lt;em&gt;Babe, things will be fine okay time will tell. And Yannee, it's VINTAGE not VITAGE lah ahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : I agree b. LOLS. Yannee need some english lessons from Jackson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;D'yraa.: &lt;em&gt;Baby! i wanna hug you more. I miss having you over at my class after class ends. I miss you alot sey. Must meet up! nd last long k. I LOVEYOUUU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Awww baby. I wanna hug u more too :( and i miss having you in the same block and same level some more. and we must meeeet up! ILYT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans: &lt;em&gt;think too much le, arights, girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : I won't baby. thanks girl. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Raudaaah: &lt;em&gt;baby baby, are u alright? HUUUGS!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa: awww bby. i am :( huuuugs back love. thank you hun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;azzaizana: &lt;em&gt;b relaxxxxxxxxxx. so sad to see you sad you know;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : yeaaa b. heee, me too. cant bear to see myself sad too. thanks b, ily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans: &lt;em&gt;tag u arh, tag u arh, tag u arh. NOW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : you are one NYONYA, sporty nyonya! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans: &lt;em&gt;girl, WE WON!!! wahahhas, pls go train ur butt somemore, may be useful as time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : YEAAAH! we WON! haha, your head lah, my butt need no training. HAHA, ok, shut up eh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ROZZY: &lt;em&gt;hhahah yeah i will teach u how one for sure, miss SAS hahahahahahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Hah, miss SAS or whatttt? I'l be the first one they eliminate cos I did a dogwalk instead a catwalk. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans: &lt;em&gt;thanks for deleating away tt video, or else i got no face men! hahha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : haha, i will still upload it. you got face meh? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;♥ D'yraa: &lt;em&gt;hey bby! nnti kiter jmper i kasi u hug bnyk2. haha. anw, awk lawaaaaa &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : babyyy! okay, i nak hug banyak2. kite tak lawaaaa lerrr. awak lagik lawaaa. tak paham2 ke! haha, love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;one&amp;amp;only wenya: &lt;em&gt;BANIAAAAAAAA. heheh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Wenyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! misses :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ROZZY: &lt;em&gt;how was the lock up in the wheelchair toilet? HAHAHA miss sas kepe n the vd was outrageous!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : wah piang. stop it eh. you both are so bad laaaa! MISS SAS wak lu. aku buat dogwalk instead of catwalk. HAHA. That video, yes. so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans: &lt;em&gt;hahas!! she love the lockup room!YANNEE~,ROSSSY~ hahahahs!! let's do it again. hahs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : I'M GONNA KILL THE BOTH OF YOU SOOOOOOON EH! WAHLAO. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;shaq: &lt;em&gt;faster go buka with me. lol! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : and faster date me while stocks last! hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://nabey.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;putty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;: &lt;em&gt;relink daku&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : relinked kamu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans: &lt;em&gt;to ROSSY-hahh yar la we should record it hahas wasted!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Eh hokk-hokk ieeen, shut up eh. I swear I'm gonna rape you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;passerby: &lt;em&gt;i like the 2nd song..(: and ur gorgeous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : lol, me too :) &amp;amp; thanks for the compliment. and do leave a name okay. cheers :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Manda : &lt;em&gt;Baby thanks for your post again i love you im doing all fine =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Aww bby, no prob. and i want to see you smile okay. love you tooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-9085703554920322832?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/9085703554920322832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=9085703554920322832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/9085703554920322832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/9085703554920322832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-catch-glimpse-of-heaven-in-your-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNSs3kQ_1KI/AAAAAAAABZE/CycPHxUBqXI/s72-c/IMG00658.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1186452299856257258</id><published>2008-09-19T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T01:51:30.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I had fun'/><title type='text'>i'm losing faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNShHvT2_xI/AAAAAAAABYk/UY1-0zYylQ4/s1600-h/SANY0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247996620124389138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNShHvT2_xI/AAAAAAAABYk/UY1-0zYylQ4/s320/SANY0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Tonight, my love flew away."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its been f one week since I last saw my phone. Like Brad Lul said, handphone is just like water. grrrrrrrrrrr. I hope it will be home soon cos I can no longer take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a lighter note, my babygirls and I WON SAS amazing race. We didn't really expect to win but we really won. First day of elimination round, we had a few teams competing with us. We did many stations. From making sandwich while being blindfolded to CPR and then moved on to doing some scrabbling words and yeah, the last station was mix &amp;amp; match. But because we had one mistake, we have to do a forfeit. That is to burst a balloon with our BUTTS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Eh bunny, kau gi ah, pantat kau paling besar kan!" Rozzy&lt;br /&gt;( Eh bunny, you go ah, your ass is the biggest!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"AKU TANAKKKKKKKKK! CB KAU!" Albaniaaa&lt;br /&gt;( I DON'T WANT! CB YOU!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So Yans &amp;amp; Rozzy pushed me hard to the chair where the balloon is. After 98638767687th times, the balloon still did not burst! So, we asked Rozzy instead and there, the balloon burst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247998009843822834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNSiYoaysPI/AAAAAAAABY0/8vckjeXExic/s320/lover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so, we break fast at trcc and had fun moments tgt. Oh wells, I love you girls a lot. That day, I love my babieeeees a lot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247974274722857218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNSMzEM-gQI/AAAAAAAABXs/PCFiPafug8U/s320/SANY0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TRCC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247989967257201938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNSbEfct7RI/AAAAAAAABYE/nFJGdxISNnU/s320/SANY0153.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Eh, we do emo emo pose" Rozzy&lt;br /&gt;"Ok Ok! I do superman pose!" Yans&lt;br /&gt;tell me how on earth is superman related to emo?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247989971263122242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNSbEuXza0I/AAAAAAAABYM/evzAcyA5sY4/s320/SANY0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No-motive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247993101145898322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNSd66GAfVI/AAAAAAAABYc/ZX6CItFb4-s/s320/SANY0164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you are my happy pills &amp;amp; I love you girls a lot.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, thanks eh for locking me up in the handicap toilet. It was so nice of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One day, I'll take my revenge! grrrrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4eb065b4705159ab" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4eb065b4705159ab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330173803%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53EE7EFF9226CAD16FFDA8D47C411E305E88B3F7.12CB6100E941C2A45273F7268C4ED5D05D4E7B3C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4eb065b4705159ab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOLhhRngzO9G-z3MLCfYfxzjPbM0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4eb065b4705159ab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330173803%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53EE7EFF9226CAD16FFDA8D47C411E305E88B3F7.12CB6100E941C2A45273F7268C4ED5D05D4E7B3C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4eb065b4705159ab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DOLhhRngzO9G-z3MLCfYfxzjPbM0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you look funny yans. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-1186452299856257258?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4eb065b4705159ab&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1186452299856257258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1186452299856257258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1186452299856257258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1186452299856257258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/tonight-my-love-flew-away.html' title='i&apos;m losing faith'/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNShHvT2_xI/AAAAAAAABYk/UY1-0zYylQ4/s72-c/SANY0157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2058863591826212783</id><published>2008-09-19T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:16:31.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;LIFE WITHOUT A CELL PHONE IS TRULY MADDENING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. come home sooon love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-2058863591826212783?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2058863591826212783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2058863591826212783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2058863591826212783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2058863591826212783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-without-cell-phone-is-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-4282422739716279145</id><published>2008-09-18T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T08:07:02.285-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we belong together.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIPo1qbyFI/AAAAAAAABWs/iNYQ8RZ0trc/s1600-h/P7280130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247273710114293842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIPo1qbyFI/AAAAAAAABWs/iNYQ8RZ0trc/s320/P7280130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I don't want to cabot anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I will pay more attention in class next time.&lt;br /&gt;I will be more active during class discussion.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to understand the problem even tho I jolly well know that I won't be able to.&lt;br /&gt;I will increase my GPA this sem.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I will delete my Windows Live Messenger, communicator, skype, friendster."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My resolution for this Ramadhan, heee.&lt;br /&gt;Am I able to? Wahpiang no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246867132122940658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNCd24ncRPI/AAAAAAAABVE/qsMSyRToE-M/s320/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246867145727590258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNCd3rTCv3I/AAAAAAAABVU/FgIWhnrdniM/s320/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247273676638434562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIPm49KtQI/AAAAAAAABWc/nBB6KAFJzyY/s320/P7280122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246867137579768882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNCd3M8c3DI/AAAAAAAABVM/ICFG_QIY3R0/s320/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Oh loves, today was another virgin trip I had this year to Haji Lane and had a virgin try of sheeesha-ing. Initially was last Friday with W35A babies &amp;amp; babis. But due to granny being admitted to hospital, I couldn't make it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247264816372400866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIHjJ5IQuI/AAAAAAAABVk/von4ZC9xPco/s320/7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247264818661034530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIHjSayCiI/AAAAAAAABVs/-5UDRxTxmLQ/s320/11.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247309214453217442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIv7doeOKI/AAAAAAAABXM/dRH8KV00ROw/s320/P7280134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247273681602163666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIPnLcnM9I/AAAAAAAABWk/5gGOLzWcjhU/s320/P7280128.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247309218499966402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIv7stStcI/AAAAAAAABXU/nJPxwNidQR8/s320/P7280139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247264828854701074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIHj4ZJDBI/AAAAAAAABV0/yO_BScAA87k/s320/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247268623603098354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNILAw7qYvI/AAAAAAAABV8/2C4l9RIaBSU/s320/15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247268629411759426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNILBGkjhUI/AAAAAAAABWE/Mo0sz7DWBdU/s320/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247308260187625954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIvD6t02eI/AAAAAAAABW0/ZQ9eueyI8aM/s320/P7280189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247308263031035186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIvEFTv1TI/AAAAAAAABW8/jPHMzuCBFkg/s320/P7280190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247309222624543378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIv78EqwpI/AAAAAAAABXc/_jMqJDnp4Oo/s320/lol+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247308267760047618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIvEW7O1gI/AAAAAAAABXE/7PBFBZFJi0k/s320/P7280194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247268634825594930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNILBavUGDI/AAAAAAAABWM/rmdWjRGQF_s/s320/111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyways, sheesha-ing was great. before that we break fast-ed at ZAM ZAM or in Yan Nee's version, Zoom Zoom. I had a great laugh and enjoying myself with Ian, AfiQ, Yans b &amp;amp; Rozzy b.&lt;br /&gt;Brad Lull joined us after buke. I want your shoe like wthfgsjkieuham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go a 5-10 minutes shop at Bugis street again. Oh gawd, I'm so broke right now. Two consecutive days of shopping. Thank god its fasting month if not, I'll be eating peanuts only. :(&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching for a blouse since yesterday but I've yet to find any. It irks me to the deepest shit that I couldn't get what I want. And in the end, I will buy something not anywhere under my TO-BUY-LIST. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247271337668557186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNINevnSuYI/AAAAAAAABWU/Ve1GJktVhPo/s320/112.JPG" border="0" /&gt; *above* awwww, so sweet to carry our heavy bags :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Lull, AfiQ &amp;amp; Ian, thanks for accompanying and enduring our SHOPPING trip at bugis street eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I bumped into Shaq at Bugis. Of all places! Hah. So trained home with Brad Lull and I swear he's the most irritating guy on earth. We talked and crapped of course and not forgetting his sarcasms. You just don't know when to stop eh.&lt;br /&gt;I took Rozzy's words for real. I mean, about marriage. Will my future husband really die if he marries me. So, I asked the expert. Who else that chikopek, Brad Lull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Eh, you know ah. I've been thinking about it. You know me and we've been friends right. If you are a guy[which he is!], would you want to marry me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brad Lull:&lt;/strong&gt; NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;look intently in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Not because I was TOUCHED by his two word answer but because I'm finding a way to KILL this chikopek. How dare HIM. We will see one day who will become an old HAG. citsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we talked about marriage. So he asked me about husband &amp;amp; wife issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brad Lull &lt;/strong&gt;: Eh, I don't understand about a husband's money belongs to him and the wife...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh that one. Let me explain to you. It's like this. Ok, I give you example ah.&lt;br /&gt;If you were to be my husband and I'll be your wife. But don't imagine so much ah. No need to think far-far ah! Your money is MY money, and MY money is MY money. You can't touch MY money. Even the religion said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brad Lull :&lt;/strong&gt; What the hell?!.. Then if like that, IF[he really STRESS that IF] you were to be my wife and I'll be your husband. BUT DON'T IMAGINE SO MUCH AH. NO NEED TO THINK FAR-FAR! If I work, I'm supporting you and you stay at home. Then thats okay what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biadap punye CHIKOPEK. Org kene kan dier, dier kenekan org balek. And furthermore, your theory, I don't understand a thing. LOL. Well, I give you face this time since you came all the way to Bugis just to see me shop and went home tgt with me. Awwww. Ok YOU DON'T IMAGINE SO MUCH AH. DON'T THINK FAR-FAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read Manda's tagboard. Things are getting out of hand. Manda baby, I really hope you'l be strong and face all these shits. Believe me dear, difficult times wont last. :) Let them be. Say what they want to say. After all, you know your life better and you know yourself better than they do. I don't want you to be affected by all these. It's not even supposed to even make you tear.&lt;br /&gt;baby, I know what's going on. And I feel you. What's important now is you to move on and be strong. But don't force yourself. The more you force, the more it will refuse to go.&lt;br /&gt;Pray to GOD that everything's gonna be alright. As I mentioned, we are here for you, ALWAYS. and we'll be by your side no matter what happens. :)&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you in this state, makes my heart break. I can't be happy if my babygirl isn't. :( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know boy, i miss your presence somehow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-4282422739716279145?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4282422739716279145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=4282422739716279145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4282422739716279145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4282422739716279145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-dont-want-to-cabot-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNIPo1qbyFI/AAAAAAAABWs/iNYQ8RZ0trc/s72-c/P7280130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6166095191480713179</id><published>2008-09-17T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T22:51:38.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe I'm overreacting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I don't want you to leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be the one to wipe my tears away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-6166095191480713179?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6166095191480713179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6166095191480713179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6166095191480713179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6166095191480713179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/maybe-im-overreacting.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-3643940700429950277</id><published>2008-09-17T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:09:44.507-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleeding love'/><title type='text'>It hurts even more when you hide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNEGruFYvAI/AAAAAAAABVc/nsXfh6MK7Yo/s1600-h/9383f0330c6532eb8b851e2448cbdf08.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246982389038103554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNEGruFYvAI/AAAAAAAABVc/nsXfh6MK7Yo/s320/9383f0330c6532eb8b851e2448cbdf08.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; I choose not to believe it, but somehow I have to. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Manda baby for lending me a listening ear. I will be fine. :) I love you girl. Your strength is what I need now. It hurts more when it heals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to see you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to bump into you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to talk to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want any "hi!", "hello","bye" from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to see you smiling when the fact is you've broke my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to go to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to go W4.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one thing I just can't do no matter HOW hard I tried;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to stop loving you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tho i craved for your presence somehow, right now, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just go away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-3643940700429950277?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3643940700429950277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=3643940700429950277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3643940700429950277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3643940700429950277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-choose-not-to-believe-it-but-somehow.html' title='It hurts even more when you hide'/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SNEGruFYvAI/AAAAAAAABVc/nsXfh6MK7Yo/s72-c/9383f0330c6532eb8b851e2448cbdf08.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-3383680738022765379</id><published>2008-09-16T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:08:51.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Looking at how happy Alb babeh is, we are all happy for her. She is happily in love with WSWS. She isnt that fragile girl that we used to know. Her smiles are back, her laughter is back, her crapiness is back&lt;/em&gt;. " quoted from Manda's baby blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, you just don't know what lies beneath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-3383680738022765379?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3383680738022765379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=3383680738022765379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3383680738022765379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3383680738022765379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/looking-at-how-happy-alb-babeh-is-we.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6760205098284970824</id><published>2008-09-15T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:12:50.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246506459044679042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM9V08smjYI/AAAAAAAABUU/u6-YmXr5jy0/s320/IMG00611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"when lesson gets bored, you read, 'shopaholic ties the knot!' "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yesterday, cabot again for the 647523483272689th times. And today, cabot again for the ___________ times. Oh gawd, I swear I'm gonna repeat next year[please NOT]. Anyways, yesterday went to catch a movie with four of the malay girls in W45R. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246504023776473474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM9TnMnasYI/AAAAAAAABUM/jrl7i1idlpE/s320/use-this.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I don't know but I think the girl died in the end I supposed. And the babies so cute. But the bad thing is, Fany &amp;amp; I were waiting for the girl to actually kiss Vin Diesel. He's hawttt like ____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After movie, I wanted to find for a back pack and saw Dickies bag at 77th Street. At first, I wasn't that interested, but seeing that there's no other bag that caught my eye, I decided to buy that bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fany, Naine, Sherry. Next month hor! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246507510418361346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM9WyJXnzAI/AAAAAAAABUs/yUTbMACK5Tc/s320/Sharifah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this girl, my junior during secondary school days. and we got in the same class now. How small is the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246507505580201794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM9Wx3WHV0I/AAAAAAAABUk/7XDOxUSji68/s320/Naine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This irritating girl, Naine. LOL. And she says I'm arrogant when she first saw me in class. WTH. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246508429645624706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM9XnpwetYI/AAAAAAAABU0/usG7EMusqCo/s320/Harfany(50).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's the first girl I got to know in class and going crazy with her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246507507244529858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM9Wx9i6-MI/AAAAAAAABUc/1BBo0wKdXc0/s320/Albania.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ok, this is the girl you once promised you will love her forever, remember? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246509722381999650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM9Yy5k2XiI/AAAAAAAABU8/D2MKeziIwGI/s320/frensss.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After whatever-we-were doing, Naine and me went back to school. I have to rush to meet Yan Nee baby. I bumped into a lot of people while going back to school. And everyone I met, are the people whom I miss FCUKING much. &lt;em&gt;thank gawd. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yan Nee baby and I went to shop for bags. And we bought the same bag BUT different colour. Like Yan Nee, I love going shopping with you too b. :) With you singing "AH-PEK" song and I know what's Yan Nee meant by vintage. You won't wanna know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Head back home and go back to granny's house cos granny wants someone to sleep in her room. She doesn't want it to be empty. So, me, as a filial grand-daughter, decided to sleep in her room. But lucky thing, I have someone to accompany me thru the night. &lt;em&gt;Oh wells.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok loves, here's my tag replies;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vik: &lt;em&gt;sial ah, my hobbies are interesting okay &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : AS IF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iraaa : &lt;em&gt;BBBBB, imisss youuuuu *faiz tkmo jealous ehk*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa: I miss u jugak bb. heeesh. Faiz wont be. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shahzan : &lt;em&gt;kakak sdare ko very cute!!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you just see the adik sdare. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manda&lt;em&gt;: Thank you for ur post. i love you so much. thank you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa: No worries. Just so you know, I'm here for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROZZY&lt;em&gt;: Awww that is so sweet my dear. I miss you fcuking much toooo. So used toseeing you everyday man, class aint the same without you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : hee. I miss you fcuking hell much too. and i feel fcuktard when youre not in class with me. Class aint the same without you too. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fyqahh :)) : &lt;em&gt;berak berak sak aku makan nasi ayam penyet pat hospital semlm. grrrrr. you get well soon too lovee.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : hah, aku pun seh. aku berak2 jugak kat hospital. orang lain tengok nyai, aku mengadap jamban every hour. U too love. get well soon. :0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wenya&lt;em&gt;: FIANLLY I SAW MY FACE AGAIN. hahah i miss and love youuu(:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Awwwww baby. I miss &amp;amp; love you tooo my webcam partner. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;iraaa: &lt;em&gt;bby, u okay? anything i'll be here okay. i love you prettyhead! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : aww baby. im okay. better :D. heeesh, thanks love. i love you too lawaaaaaaaa, so much. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fizz : &lt;em&gt;wei nvr do my quiz its ok.. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa: ooowwww. haaas, ok, for you, I DO IT AGAIN. owe me one GP. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ur lover girl,yans: &lt;em&gt;are u ok, girl. don scare me. u know i love u soooooo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : yeaaa baby. im okay girl. i've filled you up already yesterdayy! and i felt so light now. cos i've shared everything with you and I'll consider what you said to me. :D ily girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fred&lt;em&gt;: hye new friend!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa: Hello new friend. I'll link you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manda: &lt;em&gt;Babeh, are yo ok? I will be there like how you were there for me =) Muacks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Albaniaaa: I am okay sweetheart. I'll be fine. Dont worry babyyyy. MUACCCCKS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;azzaizana: &lt;em&gt;did ur surveyyyyy liao, at my blog! i miss u hun :(&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa: thanks b. thats sweet. I miss you too b. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fred: &lt;em&gt;okay i'll put hearts for u okay. just wanted ur attention. hahaha ; and u edited my picture by putting the cheesekebabats. how sweet. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : heeeees. ATTENTION? whatever for? haaa. yeaaah, nice ah that cheeeeesekebabats ah. lol. i know i am. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fadhilah : &lt;em&gt;i pray that your nyayi get well soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : aww, thanks sis. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hohohoho, merry chrismas!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa: EH NYONYA! u SIAO OR WHAT? Fasting month not yet finish, want christmas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ROZZY: &lt;em&gt;But that someone is close to impossible to find. Since u've found yours, congrats. I hvent found mine HAHAHA &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Maybe I've found my happiness but like I said, god decides everything. Shit happens baby. You wont know. Believe me, one day, you'l find true happiness. Cos god is fair love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Raudaaah: &lt;em&gt;i love you bby! i want somemore hugs :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Aww baby. I want more hugs and flying muacks-muacks from you! heeee. ily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manda: &lt;em&gt;Butt, i also haven found my happiness =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Just like what I told Rozzy, one day you'l find true happiness. Even I can't say I've found my true happiness. Cos, shit happens and god decides everything love. You wont know honey. Its hard, I know. But I want you to be strong. You know I love you and even friends and family can make you happy, without you realizing it baby. Honey, be strong. I love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ur lovely girl, yans: &lt;em&gt;all of us still can't find our happiness!! but as long as u happy, we happy!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Albaniaaa : Yeah baby. True. get what I mean. Even friends can make you happy dear. Just like what you did to me. heeeees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And oh, remembering sunday is sweeeeeeeeet, thank yous CHEEEEEESEKEBABATS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-6760205098284970824?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6760205098284970824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6760205098284970824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6760205098284970824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6760205098284970824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-lesson-gets-bored-you-read.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM9V08smjYI/AAAAAAAABUU/u6-YmXr5jy0/s72-c/IMG00611.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6936846388879497949</id><published>2008-09-15T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:05:24.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As sweet as I am to you, as sweet as you are to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-6936846388879497949?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6936846388879497949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6936846388879497949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6936846388879497949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6936846388879497949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/find-guy-who-calls-you-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6772403745746483710</id><published>2008-09-15T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:51:43.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im cool with you acting true'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHATEVER.&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/4175403219747166848-6772403745746483710?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6772403745746483710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6772403745746483710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6772403745746483710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6772403745746483710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-4010661084110683234</id><published>2008-09-14T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T21:11:06.355-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New friend.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM3e7kYfWfI/AAAAAAAABT8/I65lRa514xI/s1600-h/1_839024051l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246094255916538354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM3e7kYfWfI/AAAAAAAABT8/I65lRa514xI/s320/1_839024051l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; FRED CHEESEKEBABATS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hello new friend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my new friend I just met at MSN. Thanks to that irritating Farhan anws. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this guy, live far from me which is a good thing. '_______'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fred is nice, super nice. [yes, you are!]. Thank you for entertaining me Fred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I owe you one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, Albaniaaa CHEESEKEBABATS! muahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-4010661084110683234?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4010661084110683234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=4010661084110683234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4010661084110683234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4010661084110683234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/fred-cheesekebabats.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM3e7kYfWfI/AAAAAAAABT8/I65lRa514xI/s72-c/1_839024051l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6796751651802003368</id><published>2008-09-14T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:14:13.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss you.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM3OW-xkSlI/AAAAAAAABT0/bvQsLCIQINg/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246076035159837266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM3OW-xkSlI/AAAAAAAABT0/bvQsLCIQINg/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I want no end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn to your left and you'll see my heart shattering into pieces.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div align="center"&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/4175403219747166848-6796751651802003368?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6796751651802003368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6796751651802003368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6796751651802003368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6796751651802003368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/every-girl-dreams-that-one-day-she-will.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM3OW-xkSlI/AAAAAAAABT0/bvQsLCIQINg/s72-c/Albaniaaa+snaps.2228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-5762230812503284794</id><published>2008-09-14T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:39:07.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANKS eh FARHAN, thanks for making me happy. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks to the new friends I've made. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love, Albaniaaa.&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/4175403219747166848-5762230812503284794?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5762230812503284794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=5762230812503284794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5762230812503284794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5762230812503284794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-eh-farhan-thanks-for-making-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-4292838349471363815</id><published>2008-09-14T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:29:26.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM0fU9ybbLI/AAAAAAAABTs/hBi9mZ9gGsw/s1600-h/Albaniaaa_snaps_2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245883586000415922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM0fU9ybbLI/AAAAAAAABTs/hBi9mZ9gGsw/s320/Albaniaaa_snaps_2521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *above* picture taken on Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I see you lying on that bed, waiting for answers from the doctors, my heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;When I see you cry, seeing yourself in this state, my heart sank even deeper.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the best you ever had, but I certainly will pray for your recovery tho we both know its impossible. But I do believe in miracle. Miracles are bound to happen and I know it will.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to leave neither do I want to see you suffer. I want you to know how much I really love you even tho at times I may neglect you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a human, I don't have the ability or power to stop whatever god wants to do. I don't want you to feel that this is the end. Its not. You still have all of us, praying silently for you whenever those eyes met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you may appear to be normal, but I know you're suffering inside. You acted as tho nothing has happened. But deep down in your heart, only god knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I laid tears for you. I can't bear to see you suffer like this not knowing what's going on. If I could ask god for something, I would want him to trade my place with you. Cos I'd rather suffer than to see you suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday's outing was wonderful &amp;amp; lovely. I think, I've found happiness. :) &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/4175403219747166848-4292838349471363815?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/4292838349471363815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=4292838349471363815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4292838349471363815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/4292838349471363815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/above-picture-taken-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SM0fU9ybbLI/AAAAAAAABTs/hBi9mZ9gGsw/s72-c/Albaniaaa_snaps_2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-5196496261992484116</id><published>2008-09-12T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:44:38.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"If you love me only in my dreams, let me be asleep forever."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am having love sick now. Due to the fact that I can't really breathe and having coughs since we went out to watch our first movie tgt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna care. I don't wanna lose in the end fighting the battle. I've kept things from you, which maybe, I'm not supposed to. But you know, I'm not that kind of person who will open up and tell you everything I feel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fact is, I don't wanna lose my happiness that I just got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate the fact that I can't make you happy but on the other hand, you are trying so hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've told you time and again, I'm not the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know why suddenly I became like this. Maybe, its too much for me to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let fate decides. I always believe in fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want you to know how bad I feel at this point of time cos I don't want to ruin anything right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you know how bad I feel, I'm sure things will be different from what it is right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To see you happy, I won't hesitate to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-5196496261992484116?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5196496261992484116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=5196496261992484116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5196496261992484116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5196496261992484116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-you-love-me-only-in-my-dreams-let-me.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-3883013368350453244</id><published>2008-09-11T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:22:35.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244671200388487330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjQq1bgmKI/AAAAAAAABSs/RgTH0HzsubA/s320/1_661303775l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I miss my Enterprise Faci for semester 1. I miss how we used to call her this name that was actually quite "hurting". LOL. But as times passes by, we somehow get along with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She cares for each and everyone of us, alot. Seriously. She wants us to be happy and she's willing to use her extra time just to give us the time to pour every misery out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244671207469762034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjQrPz0RfI/AAAAAAAABTE/5-xr1ptStbU/s320/ailinwenyabunny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I miss webcam-ing in class with Wen Ya especially. Though we love to tease each other and throw sarcasms but still, I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244672958345081554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjSRKVBctI/AAAAAAAABTU/WPNO5TsaKy4/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.1885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Gawd. I miss this twin-lesbo-girlfriend-bitch-horny-pretty-exclassmate of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss seeing her everyday in class and having to laugh at people while they were presenting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I missed going to breaks with her and miss doing ppt tgt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hell, I'm crying.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244674339737650306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjThkarRII/AAAAAAAABTk/ricVQFfWAAs/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I miss this guy. Throughout semester 1, he's always there for me despite the age difference between us. He makes me happy every day in class. He will never whines whenever I ask him for help. He helps me move on and most importantly, he gave me the confidence to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244672962794719922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjSRa55irI/AAAAAAAABTc/GWD_Y7LWBCU/s320/jnnkl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my sons. Even though they may be such a pain in the ass. But still, I miss them hell loads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjQq3rbw0I/AAAAAAAABS0/8b4dkMAs804/s1600-h/1_749625713l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244671200992150338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjQq3rbw0I/AAAAAAAABS0/8b4dkMAs804/s320/1_749625713l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss the outing to Fish&amp;amp;Co. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244672952771026530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjSQ1kEHmI/AAAAAAAABTM/4dPgrfljvMA/s320/IMG00307.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I MISS ADELA,"SOBSSOBS" &amp;amp; I miss teasing Zhi Shan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yourmotherdonnoe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244671203659405874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjQrBnW2jI/AAAAAAAABS8/pmpP4PSzWvE/s320/1_294021816l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; last but not least, I miss my W35A babies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; yes, the bond we shared, is very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SPECIAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p/s: I promise to invite you to my wedding. haaaa. LOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4175403219747166848-3883013368350453244?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/3883013368350453244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=3883013368350453244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3883013368350453244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/3883013368350453244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-miss-my-enterprise-faci-for-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjQq1bgmKI/AAAAAAAABSs/RgTH0HzsubA/s72-c/1_661303775l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-8706350251934857208</id><published>2008-09-11T00:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:43:21.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad ass'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjHkI3lyeI/AAAAAAAABSk/IyGsmrwbtdE/s1600-h/IMG00596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244661189742807522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjHkI3lyeI/AAAAAAAABSk/IyGsmrwbtdE/s320/IMG00596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RED LIGHT ALERT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood swing. PMS. Temper. Tantrum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;try be a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you, I'm not the best [but I'm not the worst either eh!]. I've reminded you. &amp;amp; yes, truth is, I'm not okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be so glad if you don't try so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you love me, let me know. If not, please gently let me go." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-8706350251934857208?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/8706350251934857208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=8706350251934857208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8706350251934857208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/8706350251934857208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/red-light-alert.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMjHkI3lyeI/AAAAAAAABSk/IyGsmrwbtdE/s72-c/IMG00596.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1176725336446180449</id><published>2008-09-10T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T08:10:29.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMfdoglfLDI/AAAAAAAABSU/aZhmf3448-M/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMfdoglfLDI/AAAAAAAABSU/aZhmf3448-M/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.1989.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244403979107904562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manda baby, I know how things turns out to be hell for you. When you told me, I wanted so much to help and make you smile like last time. Baby, believe me when I said, "difficult times won't last". God is fair.I know god is. As you know, I've been in your position before. Been through it and taste what it's like. It was NEVER easy. But nobody said right that it will hurt so bad? But it hurts real bad. Real bad till I don't know what I should do next. I was in the verge of giving up. I didn't want to live this life, facing tears every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you were there for me, every single one of you. I told myself every day, these have to stop because there's no point dwelling about the past. &lt;br /&gt;I was at my losing end till one day, someone came along. I didn't ask god for it. But I thank god for giving me more than I ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I don't want to see tears rolling down your cheek. I don't want to see you sad. Seeing you sad, makes us all sad. Because we feel you and we want you to know that we love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hard. But Manda, this is life. No matter what, we've got to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know,I'm always here for you even if you don't need me to. I love you and I want you to know that WE ALL LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile baby, try okay? I love you baby, always.:')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMfiyrt_THI/AAAAAAAABSc/d6FaYkClmOA/s1600-h/cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMfiyrt_THI/AAAAAAAABSc/d6FaYkClmOA/s320/cats.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244409651453185138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; to my one &amp; only B&amp;B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all fcuking much. All those horny moments, I won't forget. Especially those "***" videos we took tgt. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you babies[for the BITCHES] &amp; BABIS[for the BASTARDS]. Anyways, each and everyone of you are loved by me. I will always be there for you and always love you guys alot.&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa outing soooon loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:')&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-1176725336446180449?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1176725336446180449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1176725336446180449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1176725336446180449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1176725336446180449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/manda-baby-i-know-how-things-turns-out.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMfdoglfLDI/AAAAAAAABSU/aZhmf3448-M/s72-c/Albaniaaa+snaps.1989.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2521713497691373706</id><published>2008-09-09T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T19:15:20.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve been tagged. :D'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. The person who tag you is?&lt;br /&gt;~ Shaq!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;~ My friend,babe, schoolmate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impressions of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;~ Sweet, fun, friendly, lovely and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;~ Haha, she makes me cry because of her note to "someone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;~ "Be strong babe!" Sweeet right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If he/she become your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;~ SIAO. I'm not a lesbo eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;~  Haha, I don't know her that well so I can't say anything now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.If he/she become your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;~ NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;~ Because I've hurt Hazwan before? LOL. Hazwan is so yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is.&lt;br /&gt;~ I want to break fast with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is.&lt;br /&gt;~ Sweet &amp; nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;~ Sensitive and weak :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are.&lt;br /&gt;~ Crazy, SEXBOMBER[LOL], bubbly &amp; horny maybe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.On the contrary, the characteristics you hate most about yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;~ Sensitive and weak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is.&lt;br /&gt;~  My mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;~ I want to say many-many thanks for always being there for me even if I'm at my worst condition. I will always cherish those memories we had and I love all of you a lot! *HUGGGGGGGGGS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you pass to people that have blog only.&lt;br /&gt;~ 1. Fyqah&lt;br /&gt;2. Rozzy&lt;br /&gt;3. Yan Nee&lt;br /&gt;4. Manda&lt;br /&gt;5. Azza&lt;br /&gt;6. D'yraa&lt;br /&gt;7. Faiz&lt;br /&gt;8. Zylaa&lt;br /&gt;9. Diyanah&lt;br /&gt;10.Vik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Who is no.6 having relationship with? &lt;br /&gt;~ D'yraa. She's single, I think? She's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female? &lt;br /&gt;~ Diyanah; shemale? Haha, FEMALE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no.7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? &lt;br /&gt;~ Faiz &amp; Vik ; VERY GOOOD. Hah, I'm sure they will enjoy each other's company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no.2 studying about? &lt;br /&gt;~ Rozzy; She's taking diploma in Pharmaaa... Science. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3? &lt;br /&gt;~ Yan Nee ; Last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does no.8 like? &lt;br /&gt;~ Zylaa ; ST12. kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no.1 have any siblings? &lt;br /&gt;- Fyqahh ; yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3? &lt;br /&gt;~ Yan Nee ; Haha, I will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about no.7?&lt;br /&gt;~ Faiz ; Why must I woo him? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;~ Manda ; YES! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5? &lt;br /&gt;~ Azza ; Brody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.What’s the hobby of no.10? &lt;br /&gt;~ Vik ; You won't wanna know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-2521713497691373706?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2521713497691373706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2521713497691373706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2521713497691373706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2521713497691373706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/1.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1305001229335663717</id><published>2008-09-09T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:43:59.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaOrK9RqfI/AAAAAAAABR8/M8cPGZntN9s/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaOrK9RqfI/AAAAAAAABR8/M8cPGZntN9s/s320/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244035688446405106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm at TTS hospital. While doing this freaking RJ, I chat with Farhan. He asked me to listen to a very sad song. It was indeed a very very sad song. We talked about how we both missed W35A, how we used to joked and shared our problems with each other. One thing he told me that makes me cry [in front of public somemore eh. Heh.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haiz, its too late now. W35A make a BIG MISTAKE!" Farhan&lt;br /&gt;"Why?!" Albaniaa&lt;br /&gt;"Everyone was so close with each other. Look what happen now. :(" Farhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true. Its seriously true. I wouldn't want to trade W35A'08 for the world. Each and everyone of you means something to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gawd Farhan. I'm crying right now. Why is today a tears day for me? :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, was walking to Causeway point, Yan Nee baby told me something that almost makes me wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Wah now, I see my best friends all happy-happy already. I somehow feel that I also want to be happy just like all of you. But ah, I don't care much cos seeing you happy, I'm happy too." Yan Nee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;":')" Albaniaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaND1NgA5I/AAAAAAAABRE/kho73s32c3c/s1600-h/pic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaND1NgA5I/AAAAAAAABRE/kho73s32c3c/s320/pic1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244033913082348434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see how sweet my babies are. For months, I lived in agony. They are the ones who stood by me, love me, sayang me, pamper me when no one else did. When someone I needed the most gone missing, they were the ones who makes my life complete. And even at my worst condition, they were the ones who helped me pull through this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the happy times we shared and sadness we told, I can never thank you all enough. I would never meet my happiness if it weren't for you babies. Cos of you, I have the strength to face life and continue living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNq-00GgI/AAAAAAAABRM/9_O0QbXeZ0I/s1600-h/1_198894046l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNq-00GgI/AAAAAAAABRM/9_O0QbXeZ0I/s320/1_198894046l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034585678060034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNrF239zI/AAAAAAAABRU/vzDinC13Emg/s1600-h/1_498029839l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNrF239zI/AAAAAAAABRU/vzDinC13Emg/s320/1_498029839l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034587565750066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNrRqxAoI/AAAAAAAABRc/GMZFacpZ6IY/s1600-h/1_760051173l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNrRqxAoI/AAAAAAAABRc/GMZFacpZ6IY/s320/1_760051173l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034590736188034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNrm6QlxI/AAAAAAAABRk/3YiSwklQ17I/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.1466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNrm6QlxI/AAAAAAAABRk/3YiSwklQ17I/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.1466.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034596438316818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNrwdKiiI/AAAAAAAABRs/sK-h-EppqCc/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.1874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaNrwdKiiI/AAAAAAAABRs/sK-h-EppqCc/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.1874.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244034599000640034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaPLfVtqyI/AAAAAAAABSE/jND-4pRirdE/s1600-h/1_550074937l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaPLfVtqyI/AAAAAAAABSE/jND-4pRirdE/s320/1_550074937l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244036243673426722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaOq_C9miI/AAAAAAAABR0/G25Xpq6zmQI/s1600-h/Heartfelt+L%C3%B6ve1034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaOq_C9miI/AAAAAAAABR0/G25Xpq6zmQI/s320/Heartfelt+L%C3%B6ve1034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244035685249030690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart, I love each and everyone of you, very much. Thank you for being there for me &amp; I don't want us to part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rich cos I have each and every one of your love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-1305001229335663717?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1305001229335663717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1305001229335663717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1305001229335663717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1305001229335663717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/right-now-im-at-tts-hospital.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMaOrK9RqfI/AAAAAAAABR8/M8cPGZntN9s/s72-c/DSC00156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-2504528165701977936</id><published>2008-09-09T03:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T03:50:06.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMZSQb2ja4I/AAAAAAAABQ8/vh9Gh_8ARQc/s1600-h/IMG00608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMZSQb2ja4I/AAAAAAAABQ8/vh9Gh_8ARQc/s320/IMG00608.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243969258427476866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish I was not born even.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the things you said to me, for all the damage you've done to my heart, you know it better than I do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck where I don't know where should I go next. I want you to know exactly how I feel right now. The feeling is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to see me. I don't want you to even breathe me. I don't want every single bit of your heart to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling horrible. Darn horrible. I don't know which path to choose. Many things has been happening without my consent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM IMPERFECT, I know. But I do know that I have a heart to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gawd, dont take my happiness away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left unspoken. &lt;br /&gt;Will you be there for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-2504528165701977936?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/2504528165701977936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=2504528165701977936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2504528165701977936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/2504528165701977936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-wish-i-was-not-born-even.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMZSQb2ja4I/AAAAAAAABQ8/vh9Gh_8ARQc/s72-c/IMG00608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-5911675675649366463</id><published>2008-09-07T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T01:19:53.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday is love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTbmvvwwhI/AAAAAAAABPU/sB-Mqi_ZyBw/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTbmvvwwhI/AAAAAAAABPU/sB-Mqi_ZyBw/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2476.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557324864406034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I do believe now, miracle happens.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As planned, meet up with Fyqah cinta yesterday to celebrate my belated birthday and her birthday in advance. Meet up at Bugis and headed to find some tops actually. But none caught my eye. I bought a dress to wear for this Thursday. *eyebrows high2*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTVTX6q4fI/AAAAAAAABN8/fScv3Kz_Mo8/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTVTX6q4fI/AAAAAAAABN8/fScv3Kz_Mo8/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2457.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243550394980426226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Bugis Junction. I know, everyone was looking at us when we were snapping this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to granny’s house for break fast since Uncle Zizi and Aunt Zed will be there too. But before that, we camwhored under granny’s block. So lame. Mummy surprised us with a cake. How sweeeeet. And Fyqah loves the cake, ME TOOOOO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, before we went up, we camwhored like mad. thanks to my cellphone for being sweet. [$%#$%@#%^$^%$##@#%$^*(&amp;*^&amp;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTVTrbEFEI/AAAAAAAABOE/U4ghXPDHfrM/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTVTrbEFEI/AAAAAAAABOE/U4ghXPDHfrM/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2460.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243550400216568898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, credits to Fyqah Cinta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTVT6Bc0eI/AAAAAAAABOM/G5clmLACszU/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTVT6Bc0eI/AAAAAAAABOM/G5clmLACszU/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2461.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243550404135670242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting my beloved one &amp; only kecohrable, siaotingtong, loud, beautiful and bigass cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTVUCRzx3I/AAAAAAAABOU/P7nXKsPX3hM/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTVUCRzx3I/AAAAAAAABOU/P7nXKsPX3hM/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2463.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243550406351767410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My self-timer sucks bigbig balls ah! grrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; this is after 876175356353435th times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTaXHZKwQI/AAAAAAAABOc/obuxnMDqY4Q/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTaXHZKwQI/AAAAAAAABOc/obuxnMDqY4Q/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2464.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243555956822556930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, noii sayang fyqah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTaXti6A2I/AAAAAAAABOk/3MitlXNuSLM/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTaXti6A2I/AAAAAAAABOk/3MitlXNuSLM/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2466.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243555967063950178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the intention is to jump high2. But then, I think our asses and breasts were too heavy that moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we take one photo with shades and the other one without shades ah!"&lt;em&gt;Fyqah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ah kay kay!"*semangat tone* &lt;em&gt;Albaniaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTaXyvMqaI/AAAAAAAABOs/31kDa3SI99c/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTaXyvMqaI/AAAAAAAABOs/31kDa3SI99c/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243555968457681314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTaYGvlb0I/AAAAAAAABO0/Cl4CEE-fjpw/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTaYGvlb0I/AAAAAAAABO0/Cl4CEE-fjpw/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2469.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243555973828013890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started knowing her, I started loving her too. She's my pillar of strength, confidant, babygirl, cousin and CINTA. I love you baby. And, thank you for the lovely gift. I so love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTbll3lkzI/AAAAAAAABO8/Qqq5B6JoyTg/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTbll3lkzI/AAAAAAAABO8/Qqq5B6JoyTg/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2470.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557305033003826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah macam S.Jibeng. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTblwt5B9I/AAAAAAAABPE/5MEv6qWPgsY/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTblwt5B9I/AAAAAAAABPE/5MEv6qWPgsY/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2472.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557307945125842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I NAK HUGGGGGGGGGG!" &lt;em&gt;Albaniaaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTbmaXTfhI/AAAAAAAABPM/Ow52RZ6SLJA/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTbmaXTfhI/AAAAAAAABPM/Ow52RZ6SLJA/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2477.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243557319124680210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it doesnt work taking at this angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTcxE4x28I/AAAAAAAABPc/RPStIhhcpKA/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTcxE4x28I/AAAAAAAABPc/RPStIhhcpKA/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2479.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243558601849691074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTcxsD93OI/AAAAAAAABPk/222AQ-gpikc/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTcxsD93OI/AAAAAAAABPk/222AQ-gpikc/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2481.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243558612365597922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTcxtyrzxI/AAAAAAAABPs/3-F0iv6Q8j0/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTcxtyrzxI/AAAAAAAABPs/3-F0iv6Q8j0/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2482.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243558612829982482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTcxxubUsI/AAAAAAAABP0/-ZSdOPicVhU/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTcxxubUsI/AAAAAAAABP0/-ZSdOPicVhU/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2483.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243558613885866690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two kids so cute playing together. Just like sisters. I think they're gonna be FYQAH&amp;NOI future. Ok, rosak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTdxA9gP3I/AAAAAAAABP8/6axNbnuf61k/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTdxA9gP3I/AAAAAAAABP8/6axNbnuf61k/s320/DSC00138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243559700307394418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANDID AUNTIE ZED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTdxuGWEwI/AAAAAAAABQE/D1c9KTjmV-Q/s1600-h/DSC00140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTdxuGWEwI/AAAAAAAABQE/D1c9KTjmV-Q/s320/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243559712424071938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sweeeeet my uncle and auntie. Will my marriage be as strong as this in years to come?&lt;br /&gt;heesh, miang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTdx92PVGI/AAAAAAAABQM/B9quTy7HH3A/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTdx92PVGI/AAAAAAAABQM/B9quTy7HH3A/s320/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243559716651488354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My babylove Nazihah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTdyDwLGYI/AAAAAAAABQU/M6eHPdXBK5M/s1600-h/DSC00152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTdyDwLGYI/AAAAAAAABQU/M6eHPdXBK5M/s320/DSC00152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243559718236658050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dasar CAMWHORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTeu8H2sOI/AAAAAAAABQc/pF4xNYY7Jdk/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTeu8H2sOI/AAAAAAAABQc/pF4xNYY7Jdk/s320/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243560764160520418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the cake September babies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTevEf5_qI/AAAAAAAABQk/4sVMopktMKA/s1600-h/DSC00162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTevEf5_qI/AAAAAAAABQk/4sVMopktMKA/s320/DSC00162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243560766408883874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTevZBpuMI/AAAAAAAABQs/hg0ykSHN2rE/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTevZBpuMI/AAAAAAAABQs/hg0ykSHN2rE/s320/DSC00163.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243560771919132866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTev13p_rI/AAAAAAAABQ0/3VB_ilYzE44/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTev13p_rI/AAAAAAAABQ0/3VB_ilYzE44/s320/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243560779661835954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our eyes are not focusing on Mummy's camera but instead on Uncle zizi's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my day, my birthday though it's belated, is filled with many happiness, surprises, excitement and of course, love. &lt;br /&gt;I thank GOD for everything. I'm happy that at least now, I'm happier than ever. Thank you to you, WSL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, happppppppppy belated to ALBANIAAA and advance to FYQAH CINTA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I better pay attention to my friend's presentation. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-5911675675649366463?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/5911675675649366463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=5911675675649366463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5911675675649366463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/5911675675649366463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-do-believe-now-miracle-happens.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMTbmvvwwhI/AAAAAAAABPU/sB-Mqi_ZyBw/s72-c/Albaniaaa+snaps.2476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-9081980829685564454</id><published>2008-09-06T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T21:18:37.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My phone is a kanina cb phone. It has been like a bitch since a month ago and it has been auto deleting people’s number &amp; auto rejecting calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN YOU PLEASE LET ME TALK TO WSL just for a WHILEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have knocked that bloody phone on the wall 97867686575th times, dropped it on the concrete ground and threw it down so that it will come to its senses. But still, I can see NO changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to be alive, I think you would be dead by now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear phone, please stop acting like a bitch and listen to your pathetic owner here. PLEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE for GOD’S SAKEEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-9081980829685564454?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/9081980829685564454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=9081980829685564454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/9081980829685564454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/9081980829685564454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-phone-is-kanina-cb-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1579376245094765900</id><published>2008-09-06T02:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T03:22:48.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday : Breakfast with girlfriends and a boy &amp; mummylove at Pizza Hut. I had a great time with these siaokai people. Especially when Diyanah is around. She was disturbing Mummylove NON-STOP. Hah. And this mulot BECOK girl even nearly blurt out that I went out with Wahsehlove that day. Grrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJSYRH6ItI/AAAAAAAABMU/I94NNcXUBlA/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJSYRH6ItI/AAAAAAAABMU/I94NNcXUBlA/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242843493079589586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating our dinner at Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJSYuBZScI/AAAAAAAABMc/NRP4RXNqDlU/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJSYuBZScI/AAAAAAAABMc/NRP4RXNqDlU/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242843500836899266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummylove da gemokkkkkkkkkk! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJSZEv-LiI/AAAAAAAABMk/Gt_NxPwUpfQ/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJSZEv-LiI/AAAAAAAABMk/Gt_NxPwUpfQ/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2443.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242843506937835042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeesh, i love u gfs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had ice cream too at Anderson. I tell you, Diyanah has the potential of selling ice cream with the Auntie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJSZS0m9iI/AAAAAAAABMs/_5h9Jhokybk/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJSZS0m9iI/AAAAAAAABMs/_5h9Jhokybk/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2444.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242843510715381282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah and her non-stopping story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJU8_11yLI/AAAAAAAABM0/JCHBP8r28j8/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJU8_11yLI/AAAAAAAABM0/JCHBP8r28j8/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2445.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242846323118819506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Gelang Patah boy. He's my father to be. And Mummy seemed to have a GREAT conversation with him when we're having ice cream. How sweeeeeeeeeet. (NOTTTT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJU9NKOE6I/AAAAAAAABM8/KPihOPg0etc/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJU9NKOE6I/AAAAAAAABM8/KPihOPg0etc/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2446.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242846326693958562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJU9VUM5aI/AAAAAAAABNE/fowU2rst3zU/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJU9VUM5aI/AAAAAAAABNE/fowU2rst3zU/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2447.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242846328883307938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tak abes-abes interview org?" &lt;em&gt;Mummylove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alah interview dek ni pun untuk korang!" &lt;em&gt;Diyanah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJU9i6YbuI/AAAAAAAABNM/2FgHWZ3uWhE/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJU9i6YbuI/AAAAAAAABNM/2FgHWZ3uWhE/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2448.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242846332533108450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIYANAH, ketawe maintain eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJWVeqOspI/AAAAAAAABNU/0Tx9THbnt0w/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJWVeqOspI/AAAAAAAABNU/0Tx9THbnt0w/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2451.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242847843220107922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks eh Fylzah. My face looks like you ah. Haram betol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJWVik0qXI/AAAAAAAABNc/k178OHNkWGU/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJWVik0qXI/AAAAAAAABNc/k178OHNkWGU/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2453.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242847844271171954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diyanah, youre by far the irritating, noisy, hilarious and mulot BECOK girlfriend I ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJWV23kpmI/AAAAAAAABNk/OceMxA0J1ZQ/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJWV23kpmI/AAAAAAAABNk/OceMxA0J1ZQ/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2454.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242847849718523490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makan satu meja nampak? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJWWJv0QaI/AAAAAAAABNs/Q0fanA_3p1s/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJWWJv0QaI/AAAAAAAABNs/Q0fanA_3p1s/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2455.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242847854786265506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The US. Herini, nice sandal eh? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJXSTXt3xI/AAAAAAAABN0/zHeGml-l0pA/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJXSTXt3xI/AAAAAAAABN0/zHeGml-l0pA/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242848888161689362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy above is Mummylove soon to be husband. (that's what that Diyanah said).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my entire life, Mummylove has never like any boy/man/bastard/jerk to ask for my number but today was DIFFERENT. You know why? She asked me/us to ask this guy for his number so that we could meet up next TIME! And when he went home tgt with Kak Nah, Herini &amp; Su, Mummy even told them NOT to bully him! You tell me what on Earth is going on with my MOTHER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Gelang patah boy (whose name is Hamizan) text me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ma, he said thank you for treating him.&lt;br /&gt;Mummylove : Alahhhh, say to him no worries want! Ask him whether the girls bullied him? Is he still in one piece?&lt;br /&gt;Soon after.&lt;br /&gt;Mummylove: You got reply him not? Kesian dier kau tak reply message dier. Gi lah reply.&lt;br /&gt;(Pity him you never reply his message. Go and reply.)&lt;br /&gt;Me : For what? Later ah.&lt;br /&gt;Mummylove: Go lah, org nak buat kawan! Tak baik tolak.&lt;br /&gt;(Go lah. People want to make friends. Its bad to refuse.) &lt;br /&gt;Me : _______________________!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She complained I often text messaged late at night, now when it's already 12 plus, she ask me to reply his message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm dying soon. It's true what Kartika said, I'm seeing the gate of hell. 0_0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-1579376245094765900?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1579376245094765900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1579376245094765900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1579376245094765900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1579376245094765900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-breakfast-with-girlfriends-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMJSYRH6ItI/AAAAAAAABMU/I94NNcXUBlA/s72-c/Albaniaaa+snaps.2441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6178454226503368609</id><published>2008-09-05T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T01:35:21.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFK66yWiRI/AAAAAAAABJE/1hTlTQ9N6Po/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFK66yWiRI/AAAAAAAABJE/1hTlTQ9N6Po/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242553817309284626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I would like to say many-many thanks to Zul BFF, Vik, Vicky,Wahsehlove (Faiz), Saiful, Adelaaa baby, Saiful, Khai, Rozzy baby, Suckdick(syiddiq), Lukman, Hafiz(Apit), Yan Nee baby, Surya(tetek), Fyqah Cinta, Ian(Bangla), Manda baby, Awallul(Brad Lull), Nizam(ADIK) LOL, Herini gf, Boy Lizhan, Amberlynn, Kak Nana, Kak Sylah, Rizuan Pendek, Keith, Afiq(the mandol husband),Basirah(hotterthanlove),Awin Mawet, Harfany Baby, Kak Esqar Norbit, Fizz(GPB), Wen Ya baby, Ailin kea, Syafie(Handicap partner), Hanz (SON),D'yraa JAMBUHEAD, Suaidah Ahmad, Diyanah(mulutbesi), Helmi, Rayyan Chucky, Su Li baby, Menda baby, Zylaa Cinta, Kakak Haidah, Anaa, Jeng, Auni baby, Mira Edora baby, Ikahoney, Nottinana, Tipah, Jingwen, Shafiq, Nisa(Cadbury), Tien Hock, Shaqif, Wei Kang, Laydee, Shafu, Yuyun, Yusri, Leen, Alex, Nisa(RP), Yeul and Fadhsisterlove, Shahzan.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for the birthday wishes aye. lovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, IPIN. Thanks for the birthday wish. Not everything you think/say/assume is always right and true. You are not always in the right. Unless you see it with your own eyes, then you can make that statement of yours.Anywhats, take care of yourself and thank you for everything in the past.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this year. I TURNED EIGHTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN. God, I'm legal at last. After years of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;This year, I celebrated my birthday with B&amp;B, trekkers and wahseh. Have I ever told you how sweeeeeeet my W35A is? Yes, they are vvvv sweeet. To me, yes they are. Cos on my birthday, they came all the way to find me in my new class just to give me a huge hug. GOD, I miss you all real bad. SEEEEEEEEESHA soon darlin. &lt;br /&gt;SYAFIE HUGGED ME and it was the first time I hugged him. And I started to realised, I miss him real bad. Even tho he, Farhan, Rozzy, Shaqif and Vic is such a PAININTHEASS, I still love them. They are my happy pills when I'm in W35A. I miss all of them. Ok, before I start tearing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizz that Goreng Pisang boy gave me TOBLERONE. How sweeeeeeeeeeet. Early in the morning make me droool and touched. :D Thanks small boy.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, AZZAIZANA came all the way after class just to give me a HUGE HUG. Aww, how sweet that girl to give me a note. I love you b!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, I celebrated my BIG day(besides my wedding day) with my loved ones.But before that, had "IMPORTANT" meeting with the trekkers. I shall post the video soon. TrekEarth Oscar Award. Hosted by two pepekmiangs, Cloud and Khai. &lt;br /&gt;And hell, we enjoyed it anyway. It was good and entertaining. Plus, the yellow ribbon project was hilarious. :D More of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the B&amp;B proceed to Causeway point to break fast. How sweeeet Ian the Bangla to fast just to break fast with us that day. Oh bangla, you are so sweeeeet. &lt;br /&gt;Bought KFC and ate at Azza's cave. It was really a cave eh Manda baby. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND sweeeeeeeeet or what, they surprised me with a birthday cake. Care bear some more. I know ah, I FAT like CARE BEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, B&amp;B and wahsehlove, thanks for the wonderful and amazing time I spent with all of you on my special day. Thanks for all your the sweet posts. I love you all from the bottom of my heart to the bottom of my feeeeet. And I'm glad that at least now, I'm much happier than before. Thank you loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFK6MvHieI/AAAAAAAABI0/csyEOHRSyRE/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFK6MvHieI/AAAAAAAABI0/csyEOHRSyRE/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2425.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242553804947687906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new gila-gila classmate of mine. Harfany and she so FARNYYYYYY whor. &lt;br /&gt;HARFANY IS LOVE BY JESSICA ALBANIAAA TOOO. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFK6SPlxrI/AAAAAAAABI8/gCU_SMMSGoI/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFK6SPlxrI/AAAAAAAABI8/gCU_SMMSGoI/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2426.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242553806426064562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toblerone from FIZZ. I think he changed business. From selling Goreng Pisang to now,chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFL5ooP_RI/AAAAAAAABJM/FmHjysDaD08/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFL5ooP_RI/AAAAAAAABJM/FmHjysDaD08/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242554894766832914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling-feeling and never paid attention to what wahsehlove is talking. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFL7va_VPI/AAAAAAAABJU/heyeIiTO_4s/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFL7va_VPI/AAAAAAAABJU/heyeIiTO_4s/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242554930950001906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alamak, can see longkang. So deep some more"&lt;em&gt;Albaniaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"0_0" &lt;em&gt;wahsehlove.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFL8N4ZwvI/AAAAAAAABJc/QQLkyxJ5rEA/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFL8N4ZwvI/AAAAAAAABJc/QQLkyxJ5rEA/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2431.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242554939126432498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET EIGHTEEEEEEEN. when's yours? Wait nong nong okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFL83rwQII/AAAAAAAABJk/l8iNR3ylDdM/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFL83rwQII/AAAAAAAABJk/l8iNR3ylDdM/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2433.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242554950347669634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FARNY loves to tease SEPET. And I love to see SEPET being teased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFNRos1V-I/AAAAAAAABJ0/pOJznKowpcQ/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFNRos1V-I/AAAAAAAABJ0/pOJznKowpcQ/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2438.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242556406614546402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE AZZZZZZZZZZA BABY. She gave me a note so sweeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFOFN948NI/AAAAAAAABJ8/8PBEXTykqps/s1600-h/pic1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFOFN948NI/AAAAAAAABJ8/8PBEXTykqps/s320/pic1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557292791525586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The B&amp;B foreverlove. While waiting for the rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFOFpCebWI/AAAAAAAABKE/zFIN3_fJn-M/s1600-h/pic5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFOFpCebWI/AAAAAAAABKE/zFIN3_fJn-M/s320/pic5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557300058516834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manda and Rozzy baby. The main culprit for the surprise. Even so, I LIKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;This two cheeky bitches some more can lie, "oh, we're picking Khai to come here!"&lt;br /&gt;Like as if that pepekmiang don't know where our usual spot is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFOF6om9yI/AAAAAAAABKM/6dPOdpyxUKk/s1600-h/pic7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFOF6om9yI/AAAAAAAABKM/6dPOdpyxUKk/s320/pic7.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557304781862690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BITCHES IS LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. Thank you babies for the surprise and the day. I love you bitches a lot, lot, lot, lot. But cannot be more than ________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFOGGtQZpI/AAAAAAAABKU/fk3PscZy0c8/s1600-h/pic8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFOGGtQZpI/AAAAAAAABKU/fk3PscZy0c8/s320/pic8.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242557308022580882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bastards. They are the bastards of all bastards. And hell, AFIQ has become just like one of them. From a quiet-quiet reserved BOY to a horny-babi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFTakiTDTI/AAAAAAAABKc/MkKuvu27zOQ/s1600-h/pic9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFTakiTDTI/AAAAAAAABKc/MkKuvu27zOQ/s320/pic9.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563157185203506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&amp;B, I LOVE YOU ALLL SO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFTa8p7vuI/AAAAAAAABKk/q1Fg-wRnGIo/s1600-h/pic11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFTa8p7vuI/AAAAAAAABKk/q1Fg-wRnGIo/s320/pic11.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563163659681506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bitches is love forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFTbFo8afI/AAAAAAAABKs/oF1VklYt-vc/s1600-h/pic12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFTbFo8afI/AAAAAAAABKs/oF1VklYt-vc/s320/pic12.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563166071450098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH PULL MY DRESS SOME MORE AH! &lt;br /&gt;NO MANNERS. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFTbD2IejI/AAAAAAAABK0/n8juD5pcoFQ/s1600-h/pic15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFTbD2IejI/AAAAAAAABK0/n8juD5pcoFQ/s320/pic15.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242563165589895730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without you bitches plus azzaizana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFVdns_IbI/AAAAAAAABK8/WakDC0tj9vA/s1600-h/pic20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFVdns_IbI/AAAAAAAABK8/WakDC0tj9vA/s320/pic20.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565408598204850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Nee scolding wahsehlove because he don't want to woooo me. HAHA. Yan Nee so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFVd_YxZ_I/AAAAAAAABLE/p35vLYm4lp0/s1600-h/pic34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFVd_YxZ_I/AAAAAAAABLE/p35vLYm4lp0/s320/pic34.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565414955870194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely twin sister. She's the reason for my happiness now. I sayang you rozzy and forever I'll be. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFVeNj0nwI/AAAAAAAABLM/k8e9skkmbxw/s1600-h/pic24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFVeNj0nwI/AAAAAAAABLM/k8e9skkmbxw/s320/pic24.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565418760314626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeeeeeeesh. MIANG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFVeBtt5TI/AAAAAAAABLU/LF8Sxzgo2KI/s1600-h/pic_10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFVeBtt5TI/AAAAAAAABLU/LF8Sxzgo2KI/s320/pic_10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242565415580591410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY LEGALLY EIGHTEEN ALBANIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI7pcFBoHI/AAAAAAAABLc/cR07SRBKed4/s1600-h/pic_36.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI7pcFBoHI/AAAAAAAABLc/cR07SRBKed4/s320/pic_36.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242818499310624882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI7puy1pKI/AAAAAAAABLk/mQBKclDhlGI/s1600-h/pic_37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI7puy1pKI/AAAAAAAABLk/mQBKclDhlGI/s320/pic_37.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242818504334615714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to kisssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI7p3qJWoI/AAAAAAAABLs/Pq2cQ0-LU0o/s1600-h/pic_38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI7p3qJWoI/AAAAAAAABLs/Pq2cQ0-LU0o/s320/pic_38.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242818506714077826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you b for the bday kiss on the lips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after, Khai, Cloud, Abd, Jerral, Dian and Kim came. WARNING! Better stay away from this two pepekmiangs, KHAI &amp; CLOUD. Wahpiang. Still can throw the cake at me eh Khai. But its okay, I had my revenge. HAHA. Serve you right! But still, I love my pepekmiangs so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI_pnpGcxI/AAAAAAAABL0/Fp8ljg-HViU/s1600-h/pic_51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI_pnpGcxI/AAAAAAAABL0/Fp8ljg-HViU/s320/pic_51.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822900461237010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks eh Khai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI_pxXxnjI/AAAAAAAABL8/iGElpKb3D04/s1600-h/pic_52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI_pxXxnjI/AAAAAAAABL8/iGElpKb3D04/s320/pic_52.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822903072923186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI_qWf2R3I/AAAAAAAABME/5CUX03q_WoU/s1600-h/pic_55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI_qWf2R3I/AAAAAAAABME/5CUX03q_WoU/s320/pic_55.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822913038894962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband hugged me! Like oh gawd. Yes, he's my husband but sadly, he's MANDOL. Go figure if you don't know what is mandol. &lt;br /&gt;Anywhats, I love you AfiqBabi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI_qrGz9mI/AAAAAAAABMM/bBBsmBKywvU/s1600-h/pic_60.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMI_qrGz9mI/AAAAAAAABMM/bBBsmBKywvU/s320/pic_60.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242822918571030114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lightened up my sorrow and make my days brighter. Thank you for the day. The happiest birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YOU GUYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-6178454226503368609?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/6178454226503368609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=6178454226503368609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6178454226503368609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/6178454226503368609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-of-all-i-would-like-to-say-many.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SMFK66yWiRI/AAAAAAAABJE/1hTlTQ9N6Po/s72-c/Albaniaaa+snaps.2436.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1517017925503641473</id><published>2008-09-03T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:46:28.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Holidays are over and new semester starts. I'm so happy to meet my friends again and hell, I miss W35A like mad fcuk. Ramadhan is here. So far, so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my holidays rotting at home, going for gatherings, shopping, spending time with Ihah and go OUT with friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of Ramadhan: Break fast at Granny's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9Umhz1UWI/AAAAAAAABGc/MstpHehBEfQ/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9Umhz1UWI/AAAAAAAABGc/MstpHehBEfQ/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2377.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242001512170082658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's as cute as ever. Just like the Kakak sdare hor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9Um-vJGAI/AAAAAAAABGk/beX-7DrFT7A/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9Um-vJGAI/AAAAAAAABGk/beX-7DrFT7A/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2378.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242001519935035394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9UnOfoWCI/AAAAAAAABGs/ez_qTf9MwN4/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9UnOfoWCI/AAAAAAAABGs/ez_qTf9MwN4/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2379.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242001524164941858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family meeting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of Ramadhan : Break fast with W35A usual clan at Fish&amp;co. (Cb, never gonna eat there again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9WCiPOGGI/AAAAAAAABG0/oQ6ndO68lW0/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9WCiPOGGI/AAAAAAAABG0/oQ6ndO68lW0/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2389.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242003092832917602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Kok Meng glove.Fyi, Kok Meng's a goth so he's costumes are all unique with chains all around. Cool or whatttt?! (I'm saying for the sake of saying!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9WCpiBqSI/AAAAAAAABG8/TC3TcpOVzx0/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9WCpiBqSI/AAAAAAAABG8/TC3TcpOVzx0/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242003094790842658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VICKNESH, that boy my mother like. I think my Mom have fetish for Indian guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9WCxIFQ5I/AAAAAAAABHE/uFhVU4lhJBI/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9WCxIFQ5I/AAAAAAAABHE/uFhVU4lhJBI/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242003096829510546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kok Meng KOK the GOTHIC and Hanz the filial son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9aAfj00wI/AAAAAAAABHM/cJVH1_HfVeI/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9aAfj00wI/AAAAAAAABHM/cJVH1_HfVeI/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2395.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242007455800808194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9aAt0Je6I/AAAAAAAABHU/T5_kHgqQEfw/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9aAt0Je6I/AAAAAAAABHU/T5_kHgqQEfw/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242007459627367330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9aAzWO1FI/AAAAAAAABHc/RuNo2VvSMoo/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9aAzWO1FI/AAAAAAAABHc/RuNo2VvSMoo/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242007461112501330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9ah3u4tHI/AAAAAAAABHk/8iKpvJCXmZ4/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9ah3u4tHI/AAAAAAAABHk/8iKpvJCXmZ4/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2399.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242008029225333874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9ah8HiPsI/AAAAAAAABHs/eII2QFttGQg/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9ah8HiPsI/AAAAAAAABHs/eII2QFttGQg/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242008030402461378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9aiDT3s_I/AAAAAAAABH0/SaQToF9cO1c/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9aiDT3s_I/AAAAAAAABH0/SaQToF9cO1c/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2407.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242008032333247474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9elM8ERlI/AAAAAAAABH8/I329N-0SHQk/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9elM8ERlI/AAAAAAAABH8/I329N-0SHQk/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2408.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242012484503881298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9elZ1TAGI/AAAAAAAABIE/zUVNYx_F8FA/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9elZ1TAGI/AAAAAAAABIE/zUVNYx_F8FA/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2411.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242012487965147234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9elljlR0I/AAAAAAAABIM/yCPpCG35Mbk/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9elljlR0I/AAAAAAAABIM/yCPpCG35Mbk/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2414.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242012491112073026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9emJKlk4I/AAAAAAAABIU/FYnIqOW7V4k/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9emJKlk4I/AAAAAAAABIU/FYnIqOW7V4k/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2415.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242012500670911362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9fN8cv5aI/AAAAAAAABIc/IrjnjR6nRD0/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9fN8cv5aI/AAAAAAAABIc/IrjnjR6nRD0/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2417.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242013184452191650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9fOM_8V7I/AAAAAAAABIk/8pAd4KBKFkk/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9fOM_8V7I/AAAAAAAABIk/8pAd4KBKFkk/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242013188894775218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9fOlN3U1I/AAAAAAAABIs/n6z1vDhoywc/s1600-h/Albaniaaa+snaps.2419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9fOlN3U1I/AAAAAAAABIs/n6z1vDhoywc/s320/Albaniaaa+snaps.2419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242013195395617618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geeeee. new semester, new class. I miss my W35A babies. LOVE and miss you all. &lt;br /&gt;And W45R, HELLO ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-1517017925503641473?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1517017925503641473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1517017925503641473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1517017925503641473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1517017925503641473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/09/holidays-are-over-and-new-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SL9Umhz1UWI/AAAAAAAABGc/MstpHehBEfQ/s72-c/Albaniaaa+snaps.2377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-1659099966934551720</id><published>2008-08-31T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T23:20:04.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am bored currently.&lt;br /&gt;Is there any kind soul who can entertain me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all Muslims out there, Happy ramadhan. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4175403219747166848-1659099966934551720?l=sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/feeds/1659099966934551720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4175403219747166848&amp;postID=1659099966934551720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1659099966934551720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4175403219747166848/posts/default/1659099966934551720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetestcontradictions.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-bored-currently.html' title=''/><author><name>sweetest.contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01980054278005691225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4175403219747166848.post-6781925214790237799</id><published>2008-08-31T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T07:10:16.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“I don’t know why, the heart refuse to try.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday’s dinner with the ex-band mates was awesome and fun. Especially when you have Esqar, the norbit queen around. Meet up with Shima &amp; Surya larling first before heading to Bugis to buy Surya’s Cardi. I bumped into a lot of people. Kate Rihanna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we HAD [note the “HAD”] to pick our permaisuri up at Chinatown. And we had our very kenyang meal at Marina’s foodcourt. I swear to you, I had fun. A lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;So before going home, we slacked at Esplanade by the river. It was actually quite irritating because we have to actually scream our lungs out to talk to each other when the fact is that person is just in front of us. And we gossiped, catch up with old stories and Kak Esqar brought DONKEY cards. You tell me who on earth has ever brought Donkey cards to play by the river at Esplanade some more. Only Kartika Sery will do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we hang out together, I started to miss my band days. I swear I was so kental back then. So since band days are over, let me be honest here to why I joined band. Because I had a huge crush on Muhammad Rizuan Bin Abdul Rahman who is the drum major that point of time. I was in secondary one and he’s in secondary four. When I said I had a huge crush means I had a really huge crush on him till my friends couldn’t stand it! Hah. Whatever, I was naive that time and I was not exposed to the world so much and I thought he’s the only good guy around. Secondary one, what do you expect? My socks still high as a soccer player and my skirt is as long as your living room curtain. What happened between us let it be a secret. If you know, you know. Maya Hawtstuff should know! Haha. Moreover, it’s all in the past now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suey enough to have Kartika Sery as one of my sectional leader when I joined the main band. She ah, not only step jambu but also very very noisy one. She doesn’t know the meaning of shut up. I remembered we spent our times together after each band practices or performances. We always crapped and gossiped. And who’s behind of all the sins we did? You all should know right. That Esqar norbit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surya, that hantu TETEK only know how to make her TETEK grow bigger. Other than that, she don’t know. I was actually AFRAID of her back then. YES. AFRAID you know. I thought she’s the mina-mina gangster that type but it turns out she’s MINAH tudung rupenye. Haha. Thinking back, I am so down right KENTAL. Fira, Shima, Kak Esqar Norbit, Kak Alia, Surya were my “SISTERS” in band. Memandangkan aku lah paling MUDE dan CUTE antare korang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band camps and chalet was unforgettable. The walk to Suntec City from National Stadium was painful and tiring. And we walked along Nicoll highway. And the next day, Nicoll highway collapsed. Hah. Is it because of us? I don’t know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school/Kental times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpwisDgLxI/AAAAAAAABAk/1e9XUfgV57w/s1600-h/123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpwisDgLxI/AAAAAAAABAk/1e9XUfgV57w/s320/123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240624857642708754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher's day and Me? always the kental one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpwirdVYBI/AAAAAAAABAs/ecbuNFzTbZY/s1600-h/IMG-0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpwirdVYBI/AAAAAAAABAs/ecbuNFzTbZY/s320/IMG-0527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240624857482616850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, I remembered wearing my shirt THE WRONG SIDE when I went for a date with Khai! Betol punye lah malu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpwi5ipNII/AAAAAAAABA0/U9EvRTHhhS0/s1600-h/IMM-bandmates-grad_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpwi5ipNII/AAAAAAAABA0/U9EvRTHhhS0/s320/IMM-bandmates-grad_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240624861262984322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At IMM.I so miss them. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpwiwU45jI/AAAAAAAABA8/eETaTsrVLFM/s1600-h/IMM-bandmates-grad_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpwiwU45jI/AAAAAAAABA8/eETaTsrVLFM/s320/IMM-bandmates-grad_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240624858789373490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxCcDbsaI/AAAAAAAABBE/5bd07bwzBao/s1600-h/IMM-In-the-lift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxCcDbsaI/AAAAAAAABBE/5bd07bwzBao/s320/IMM-In-the-lift.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240625403103261090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the lift also must take picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxCkMC2_I/AAAAAAAABBM/UpS8gI3pr0o/s1600-h/IMM-med-graduates6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxCkMC2_I/AAAAAAAABBM/UpS8gI3pr0o/s320/IMM-med-graduates6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240625405286865906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxCkAhi7I/AAAAAAAABBU/0KvWOaVJHkQ/s1600-h/JVCB-Camp-2004-025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxCkAhi7I/AAAAAAAABBU/0KvWOaVJHkQ/s320/JVCB-Camp-2004-025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240625405238545330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You saw that kental girl semangat2 play her clarinet? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxCyTcFEI/AAAAAAAABBc/DO6hdmZOePk/s1600-h/JVCB-performin-Sentosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxCyTcFEI/AAAAAAAABBc/DO6hdmZOePk/s320/JVCB-performin-Sentosa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240625409075975234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. This pic eh, no comment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxv5iwGuI/AAAAAAAABBk/QWbCDb03SqQ/s1600-h/JVCB-Camp-2004-032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpxv5iwGuI/AAAAAAAABBk/QWbCDb03SqQ/s320/JVCB-Camp-2004-032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240626184113363682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the youngest, I'm always being bullied.&lt;br /&gt;These are the biadap people. They are the child abuser. And the child is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpynykcpsI/AAAAAAAABBs/GCRaHDk_KOY/s1600-h/P1180452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpynykcpsI/AAAAAAAABBs/GCRaHDk_KOY/s320/P1180452.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240627144314103490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned earlier, we HAD to pick the permaisuri NORBIT up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpyn05UosI/AAAAAAAABB0/wxBsvuGWc0E/s1600-h/weeeeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PSUqeV5O69s/SLpyn05UosI/AAAAAAAABB
