<?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-2701723889617638384</id><updated>2011-07-07T20:49:23.913-07:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Friend'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Korean'/><title type='text'>The Ending of Love Stories.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S9ogsvnvNiI/AAAAAAAAA80/agY17rCD0Ok/s1600/tumblr_l1h2ya0RKc1qzmp4ro1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S9ogsvnvNiI/AAAAAAAAA80/agY17rCD0Ok/s320/tumblr_l1h2ya0RKc1qzmp4ro1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465717050836989474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                               EEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;                         Yesterday and today and tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;                     Every Single day is better and yet worse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4730000908887276226?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;HEEEHEHEHEEHEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari ini best (Y) ..&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine never fails to make my day and matthew too ..&lt;br /&gt;I pretty hate 1 angsana , but sometimes when i see some awesome people , i change my mind &lt;br /&gt;the girls there mostly sombong .. &lt;br /&gt;except for some certain people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and jasmine and i organized a funeral for my child ..&lt;br /&gt;we failed in our surgery for my child&lt;br /&gt;long live balley :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovee , syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4085471409303704608?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4085471409303704608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to  _ _ _ 's house and saw him with her .&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly she fainted and suddenly .. &lt;br /&gt;when i went there he went there too and accidentally touched my hand ..&lt;br /&gt;and made eye contact&lt;br /&gt;YUCK&lt;br /&gt;i feel guilty like gila2 .. ));&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8908034448573718489?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8908034448573718489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/awww-d-hellos-in-eight-minutes-ill-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8908034448573718489'/><link 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type='text'>tag i'm it ??</title><content type='html'>hi, my name is:&lt;br /&gt;Nor Aisyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never in my life have I been:&lt;br /&gt;sick of my friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one person who can drive me nuts is:&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Quah Jiaen , Stephanie Colette :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high school:&lt;br /&gt;is complicated , dramatic and a roller coaster .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I'm nervous:&lt;br /&gt;i cant sit still &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last song I listened to was:&lt;br /&gt;We are the world 25 haiti ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I were to get married now, my best man/maid of honor:&lt;br /&gt;can't im eating now maybe tomorrow i'll tell you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hair:&lt;br /&gt;not straight and messy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I was 5:&lt;br /&gt;i love playing harvest moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last Christmas:&lt;br /&gt;it was the worse christmas ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be:&lt;br /&gt;doing my seni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the happiest recent event was:&lt;br /&gt;school day is events .. my happiest event is always with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I were a character on 'friends', I would be:&lt;br /&gt;Chandler BING :DD ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by this time next year:&lt;br /&gt;i'll meet Justin Bieber ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time understanding:&lt;br /&gt;my trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this girl I know that:&lt;br /&gt;is hot (NUR AYEESHA ! ♥)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I won an award, the first person I would tell would be:&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Quah :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my advice would be:&lt;br /&gt;never use the word alibaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing I want to buy:&lt;br /&gt;DSLR :DD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you visited the place I was born:&lt;br /&gt;You will see my favourite doctor :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you spent the night at my house:&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the boringiest person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd stop my wedding if:&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Quah isn't there and my bestest soul mates :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world could go without:&lt;br /&gt;girl having periods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than:&lt;br /&gt;saying i hate justin bieber &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most recent thing someone else bought for me:&lt;br /&gt;nothing basically .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my middle name is:&lt;br /&gt;Babasheeeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning I:&lt;br /&gt;on the tv to watch the NANNY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the animals I would like to see flying besides birds are:&lt;br /&gt;cows &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once, at a bar:&lt;br /&gt;i was dreaming that i was in a bar (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night I was:&lt;br /&gt;crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this guy I know who:&lt;br /&gt;is gay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I was an animal I'd be:&lt;br /&gt;A bird , so i can go anywhere i want and no tax or such :DD (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a better name for me would be:&lt;br /&gt;Alysha Maryam Aisyah :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow I am:&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my seni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight I am:&lt;br /&gt;gonna do my maths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is:&lt;br /&gt;on the 11th of june , and i want to spend it with my family and friends but but but but i'll be in bandung )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surver taken by Nur Ayeesha ..&lt;br /&gt;and next i shall tag my loveys darling readers :DD ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-7550609743348008980?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/7550609743348008980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/tag-im-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S9eIm_3hfoI/AAAAAAAAA8c/SaaE4v6TSf4/s1600/26814_1435941303416_1379469598_1744099_2190381_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S9eIm_3hfoI/AAAAAAAAA8c/SaaE4v6TSf4/s320/26814_1435941303416_1379469598_1744099_2190381_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464986876398108290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUYOOH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never felt this way before . this hatred feeling sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday , 27 April 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to school late .&lt;br /&gt;and went to the gazebo .. met ayeesha .. they didnt even realize i was there . LIKE WHAT THE CRAP ..&lt;br /&gt;okay went to Dewan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; , Aisyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;AISYAH! I MISS YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i know you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I waited for you like how long okay yesterday .. and realized you didnt come &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAHHA okay , so what did you do on saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;thinking about you .&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW :DD ictl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;DONT YOU UNDERSTAND I MISS YOU !??!?! oh and you die today .. got quiz :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATTHE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got crap alot of homework today -________-'&lt;br /&gt;MATHS ,GEO AND ARGHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Aisyahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8554929539867214132?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8554929539867214132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-smile-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8554929539867214132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8554929539867214132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-smile-d.html' title='Just Smile :D'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S9eIm_3hfoI/AAAAAAAAA8c/SaaE4v6TSf4/s72-c/26814_1435941303416_1379469598_1744099_2190381_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-2817608752681927147</id><published>2010-04-26T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:14:34.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mom .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S9Y5qk7JF-I/AAAAAAAAA8U/4SljCCsKrww/s1600/Love_Polish_by_Lautner_Lover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S9Y5qk7JF-I/AAAAAAAAA8U/4SljCCsKrww/s320/Love_Polish_by_Lautner_Lover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464618601489700834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days ago , it was the second day of medan.&lt;br /&gt;and also my mum's birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mum ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for everything , eventhough you scolded me so many times but inside you know i love you .&lt;br /&gt;Youre the best mum , i regret for everything i done wrong to you.&lt;br /&gt;seriously forgive me for everything .&lt;br /&gt;Your smile makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;you gave birth to me .&lt;br /&gt;how much you suffer for me , and i havent repay you .&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;YOURE 43 BUT STILL YOUNG!&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 aisyahhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-2817608752681927147?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/2817608752681927147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2817608752681927147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2817608752681927147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-mom.html' title='Dear Mom .'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S9Y5qk7JF-I/AAAAAAAAA8U/4SljCCsKrww/s72-c/Love_Polish_by_Lautner_Lover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-2396870558044544542</id><published>2010-04-21T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:11:01.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nor Aisyah Bieber ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8--G8MLSNI/AAAAAAAAA8M/y0kw1e1BjbU/s1600/26810_379068126694_334158041694_4273164_3587730_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8--G8MLSNI/AAAAAAAAA8M/y0kw1e1BjbU/s320/26810_379068126694_334158041694_4273164_3587730_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462793899469392082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG !!&lt;br /&gt;HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Aiisyah Bieber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-2396870558044544542?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/2396870558044544542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/nor-aisyah-bieber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2396870558044544542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2396870558044544542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/nor-aisyah-bieber.html' title='Nor Aisyah Bieber ?'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8--G8MLSNI/AAAAAAAAA8M/y0kw1e1BjbU/s72-c/26810_379068126694_334158041694_4273164_3587730_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-6740497828557136583</id><published>2010-04-21T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:07:27.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8-9LJfz_JI/AAAAAAAAA8E/FZ_qy0tzs28/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8-9LJfz_JI/AAAAAAAAA8E/FZ_qy0tzs28/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462792872249261202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6740497828557136583?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6740497828557136583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6740497828557136583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6740497828557136583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8-9LJfz_JI/AAAAAAAAA8E/FZ_qy0tzs28/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-8172279901268412775</id><published>2010-04-21T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:03:58.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8-8OW_0bBI/AAAAAAAAA78/wb7JYLadtrM/s1600/tumblr_l197o9gbio1qaytlao1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8-8OW_0bBI/AAAAAAAAA78/wb7JYLadtrM/s320/tumblr_l197o9gbio1qaytlao1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462791827901148178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellos :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back from maju ,&lt;br /&gt;theres this nike run thing . it was boweng ..):&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYEESHA , kenapa private kan?&lt;br /&gt;my email is aisyah_97@hotmail.com / sweetrockstarsweet@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8172279901268412775?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8172279901268412775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/hellos-d-im-back-from-maju-theres-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8172279901268412775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8172279901268412775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/hellos-d-im-back-from-maju-theres-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8-8OW_0bBI/AAAAAAAAA78/wb7JYLadtrM/s72-c/tumblr_l197o9gbio1qaytlao1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-691937138800943287</id><published>2010-04-20T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:47:37.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another shooting gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S848uOVob5I/AAAAAAAAA70/bCibBjKXW9s/s1600/Night_Addiction_by_Last_Delight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S848uOVob5I/AAAAAAAAA70/bCibBjKXW9s/s320/Night_Addiction_by_Last_Delight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462370162867466130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I told everyone to stay and have a cup of coffee&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-691937138800943287?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/691937138800943287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-another-shooting-gun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/691937138800943287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/691937138800943287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-another-shooting-gun.html' title='Just Another shooting gun'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S848uOVob5I/AAAAAAAAA70/bCibBjKXW9s/s72-c/Night_Addiction_by_Last_Delight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-7717633545567950711</id><published>2010-04-19T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:38:50.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I just had to post this with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8z2_txf9TI/AAAAAAAAA7s/r_T9ytiDEYg/s1600/Justin_Bieber_O5_by_JustinBPics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8z2_txf9TI/AAAAAAAAA7s/r_T9ytiDEYg/s320/Justin_Bieber_O5_by_JustinBPics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462012022572971314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Justin Drew Bieber :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you,&lt;br /&gt;With you,&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another time,&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Romeo &amp; Juliet,&lt;br /&gt;bet they never felt the way we felt,&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie &amp; Clyde,&lt;br /&gt;Never had to hide,&lt;br /&gt;like We do,&lt;br /&gt;We do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and i both know it can't work,&lt;br /&gt;It's all fun and games,&lt;br /&gt;'til someone gets hurt,&lt;br /&gt;And i don't,&lt;br /&gt;I won't let that be you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't wanna let go,&lt;br /&gt;And i don't wanna let you know,&lt;br /&gt;There might be something real between us too, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;Now we don't wanna fall but,&lt;br /&gt;We're tripping in our hearts and it's reckless and clumsy,&lt;br /&gt;'cause i know you can't love me here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another time,&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another place,&lt;br /&gt;But everything we have is stuck in the moment,&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing my heart can do (Can Do),&lt;br /&gt;To fight with time and space 'cause,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still stuck in the moment with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Adam &amp; Eve,&lt;br /&gt;Tragedy was a destiny,&lt;br /&gt;Like Sunny &amp; Cher,&lt;br /&gt;I don't care,&lt;br /&gt;I got you baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See we both,&lt;br /&gt;Fightin' every inch of our fiber,&lt;br /&gt;'cause in a way,&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna end right but,&lt;br /&gt;We are both too foolish to stop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't wanna let go,&lt;br /&gt;And i don't wanna let you know,&lt;br /&gt;There might be something real between us two, who knew? &lt;br /&gt;And we don't wanna fall but,&lt;br /&gt;http://www.elyricsworld.com/stuck_in_the_moment_lyrics_justin_bieber.html&lt;br /&gt;We're tripping in our hearts and it's reckless and clumsy,&lt;br /&gt;And i know you can't love me here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another time,&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another place,&lt;br /&gt;But everything we have is stuck in the moment,&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing my heart can do (Can Do), &lt;br /&gt;To fight with time and space 'cause,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still stuck in the moment with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See like,&lt;br /&gt;Just because this cold cold world saying we can't be,&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we both have the right to decide we,&lt;br /&gt;And i ain't with it,&lt;br /&gt;And i don't wanna be so old and grey,&lt;br /&gt;And it isn't 'bout these better days,&lt;br /&gt;But convince just telling us to let go,&lt;br /&gt;So we'll never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another time,&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another place,&lt;br /&gt;'cause everything we did,&lt;br /&gt;And everything we have is stuck in the moment,&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another time,&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had another place,&lt;br /&gt;But everything we have is stuck in the moment,&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing my heart can do,&lt;br /&gt;(Nothing my heart can do),&lt;br /&gt;To fight with time and space 'cause,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still stuck in the moment with you,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah,&lt;br /&gt;Whoa whoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;♥Noraisyahh&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shit , i hate my psp for being bitchy&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-7717633545567950711?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/7717633545567950711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-had-to-post-this-with-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7717633545567950711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7717633545567950711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-had-to-post-this-with-love.html' title='I just had to post this with love'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8z2_txf9TI/AAAAAAAAA7s/r_T9ytiDEYg/s72-c/Justin_Bieber_O5_by_JustinBPics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-282324874420262322</id><published>2010-04-19T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:29:32.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on , lets play this silly game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8z0NDtNYKI/AAAAAAAAA7k/AzYnT5FLMkI/s1600/glasses__by_la_shawty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8z0NDtNYKI/AAAAAAAAA7k/AzYnT5FLMkI/s320/glasses__by_la_shawty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462008953263972514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i shades you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Monday , 19 April 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGELA LOH ZI QI ! apparently i have no pictures of me and youuu .. )): &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ! &lt;br /&gt;I knew since Standard 2 but only realize you exist was all last year .&lt;br /&gt;I love 6G , the most awesome class during 2009 . &lt;br /&gt;Pn Haizan misses us , i know she does .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;You're 13 , change to the old you please? &lt;br /&gt;I know you think i hated you , yes i hated you for changing .&lt;br /&gt;i was starting to love the old you last year but you've changed&lt;br /&gt;change back please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;You're with a guy name Jun Yu now , woah his lucky to have youu ..&lt;br /&gt;well not reaally since youve changed .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE DONE DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Your love is my drug .&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-282324874420262322?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/282324874420262322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/come-on-lets-play-this-silly-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/282324874420262322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/282324874420262322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/come-on-lets-play-this-silly-game.html' title='Come on , lets play this silly game'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8z0NDtNYKI/AAAAAAAAA7k/AzYnT5FLMkI/s72-c/glasses__by_la_shawty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-3846645278178689587</id><published>2010-04-18T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:48:16.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darling Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8ujvXZIbOI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ycnwIbqgxsc/s1600/Justin_Bieber_by_emoemorocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8ujvXZIbOI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ycnwIbqgxsc/s320/Justin_Bieber_by_emoemorocks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461639007245462754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;He is Hot ;D Me Hot too :D perfect combination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin So hot ..&lt;br /&gt;Like super hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;its 8.30 and I'm with my brothers . My brother is sick 00;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BE SICK )):&lt;br /&gt;i hate going to school&lt;br /&gt;it sucks shhit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-3846645278178689587?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/3846645278178689587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-is-hot-d-me-hot-too-d-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/3846645278178689587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/3846645278178689587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/he-is-hot-d-me-hot-too-d-perfect.html' title='Darling Love'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8ujvXZIbOI/AAAAAAAAA7c/ycnwIbqgxsc/s72-c/Justin_Bieber_by_emoemorocks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-4724019084127405023</id><published>2010-04-18T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T06:01:06.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judging you by your book cover , i can see that you're boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8sBKW7SlxI/AAAAAAAAA7U/2XcywvA3Jts/s1600/IMG_3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8sBKW7SlxI/AAAAAAAAA7U/2XcywvA3Jts/s320/IMG_3812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461460250581440274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;He is brave enough to Ab-sailing )); missed out all the fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning my fellow friend :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday , 17 April 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning feeling like nick jonas ,&lt;br /&gt;brushed my teeth&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast .. bathed , got ready went shah alam to search for Harith's bag .&lt;br /&gt;Went Atria to buy Godniece's present&lt;br /&gt;went home to wrap it , went to Hotel Singgahsana .&lt;br /&gt;EEEE the food there is aweeeeesome :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunday , 18 April 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up went to shell to buy food , mum and dad went to class .&lt;br /&gt;watched Kids Choice Award 2010&lt;br /&gt;JUSTIN BIEBER HOT!!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Twilight&lt;br /&gt;:DD&lt;br /&gt;I love youuu! went to UIA .. :DD did nothing there basically&lt;br /&gt;went back home ..&lt;br /&gt;did homework&lt;br /&gt;and bla bla blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Baby i need some rehab or maybe some sleep♥ &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4724019084127405023?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4724019084127405023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/judging-you-by-your-book-cover-i-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4724019084127405023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4724019084127405023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/judging-you-by-your-book-cover-i-can.html' title='Judging you by your book cover , i can see that you&apos;re boring'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S8sBKW7SlxI/AAAAAAAAA7U/2XcywvA3Jts/s72-c/IMG_3812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-4012785483523961136</id><published>2010-04-14T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T05:54:36.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeling a Banana Skin  .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tuesday , 13 April 2010 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to safia esham's house at night for a sleepover .&lt;br /&gt;i thought i was late , but guess what? IM EARLY!&lt;br /&gt;and then called Ayeesha and Reena..&lt;br /&gt;Talked and talked about Stuff&lt;br /&gt;tidur pukul 2.30 bangun kul 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday , 14 April 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up feeling like Sean Kingston .&lt;br /&gt;Alarm tak bangun ..&lt;br /&gt;so damn tired kot&lt;br /&gt;so went there ..&lt;br /&gt;not quite early&lt;br /&gt;Mr K's line is awesome " EH KAU PEKAK KE?"&lt;br /&gt;xDD&lt;br /&gt;I love him :DD&lt;br /&gt;SO went to Maju sat beside Iman and safia ..&lt;br /&gt;got boring ..&lt;br /&gt;went to hebat..&lt;br /&gt;didn't manage to snap pictures everyone was hogging tau tak .&lt;br /&gt;ishh&lt;br /&gt;bateri habis and then me and reena was talking crap . :DD i love Reena Asha Pillai&lt;br /&gt;held ayeesha's slr , pretended to be a photographer padahal takda battery .&lt;br /&gt;Mak Ai Sin ish so aweshome ..&lt;br /&gt;me and ayeesha was finding for Hazeeq *this was before the battery habis*&lt;br /&gt;because he had the camera .. &lt;br /&gt;THE WHOLE STADIUM WE CARI TAK JUMPA , so frustrating&lt;br /&gt;and then dia orang kat entrance .. ish &lt;br /&gt;and then went to hebat ..&lt;br /&gt;HAHA :DD&lt;br /&gt;Maju is fourth i think &lt;br /&gt;Kesatria's cheer is so the awesome ..&lt;br /&gt;Maju okay lah boleh lah&lt;br /&gt;berjaya sucks :DD&lt;br /&gt;and then balik .. reena and safia tidured..&lt;br /&gt;me and ayeesha je &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then balik&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4012785483523961136?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4012785483523961136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/peeling-banana-skin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4012785483523961136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4012785483523961136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/peeling-banana-skin.html' title='Peeling a Banana Skin  .'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-2813990691840360075</id><published>2010-04-11T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T16:47:32.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saturday , Lets begin with saturday . :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in the morning feeling like P.Diddy&lt;br /&gt;Dad and mum went to my brother's PTD Parent Teachers Day .&lt;br /&gt;We sat at home watched tv , play computers , listen to music, played hoolahoop .&lt;br /&gt;and then dad and mum came home , got ready for a wedding , they left us at home again .&lt;br /&gt;So basically we did nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sunday , Lets end with Sunday :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up , bathed , play computer , sms-ed steph (boy do i miss her) &lt;br /&gt;whee did nothing mum and dad went for a class.&lt;br /&gt;but but 4.30 we went Putrajaya for brother stuff ..&lt;br /&gt;then we went to SUNWAY!&lt;br /&gt;We went there bought stationery , went and prayed , bought stuff at watson ,&lt;br /&gt;ate at nandos , i ate nandos for the last two weeks , went to speedy GUESS WHAT I FOUND! JUSTIN BIEBER'S CD!! GOD BUT MY DAD DIDN'T LET ME , FUCK SHIT MAN ..&lt;br /&gt;and that was the only one );&lt;br /&gt;Oh well , dad said his gonna buy me soon .&lt;br /&gt;haishh&lt;br /&gt;then i cried .. &lt;br /&gt;LOL sadly i didnt cry .. if i cried , my dad would buy me terus&lt;br /&gt;haishh&lt;br /&gt;then went jusco to buy brother something&lt;br /&gt;then went home , did homework and then slept like a baby :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-2813990691840360075?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/2813990691840360075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2813990691840360075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2813990691840360075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday .'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-7785015287527409793</id><published>2010-04-06T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T18:23:50.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Running .</title><content type='html'>Hey I'm Sara Jane William .&lt;br /&gt;I'm 15 when it all started .&lt;br /&gt;I was swimming and drowned . &lt;br /&gt;Jos- LETS START FROM THE BEGINNING ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kate (my bestfriend) went for swimming classes . &lt;br /&gt;We were the only ones without Boyfriends in our grade .&lt;br /&gt;So we went swimming , We changed into our swimmingsuit. &lt;br /&gt;Kate had a short break cause she was the pro . &lt;br /&gt;I was slowly sinking down , and suddenly Michael swam in and saved me . &lt;br /&gt;I couldn't breathe . So we did mouth to mouth . &lt;br /&gt;and my eyes was opening slowly and i stood up and said&lt;br /&gt;" SHIT! "&lt;br /&gt;Kate came as fast as she could and said &lt;br /&gt;"HOLY COW! " and whispered to me " first kiss already? damn -_______-"&lt;br /&gt;So after that Kate had to go home . So i changed my clothes and went out of the shower room , Michael stood there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; WOAH! Michael *smacks* almost had a heart attack&lt;br /&gt;Michael ; haha , are you okay? &lt;br /&gt;Sara ; yeahh . &lt;br /&gt;My mum ; SARA! I HEARD WHAT HAPPENED ! Oh dear are you okay *kiss cheeks*&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; I'M FINE!GO AWAY .. &lt;br /&gt;Sara ; ERGHHH! MUM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a crush on Michael since i was 5 . Yes i knew him sicne i was 5 but my mum doesn't know that -_________________- &lt;br /&gt;My dad divorced with my mum two months ago . So i had to go back and forth from &lt;br /&gt;California (dad)  and New York (mum) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So every weekend i go to My mum . and weekdays i go california .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad is working as a composer for Superstars , so i get to see them every day :DDD one day it might be Justin Drew Bieber :DDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to Avacon Private School . &lt;br /&gt;Kate comes with me sometimes  to New York .Every Friday and go home on sunday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I always talk during dinner &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad ; Sara , hows school ??&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; Fine ? Same as always . DAD i need to ask you something&lt;br /&gt;Dad ; What?&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; ARE YOU WRITING FOR JUSTIN DREW BIEBER?&lt;br /&gt;Dad ; NOT YET! &lt;br /&gt;Sara ; AISH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i go to school at 8.00 a.m&lt;br /&gt;with my Coach bag and a beanie on my head with the uniform&lt;br /&gt;I take French , Biology .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and Mary has this popular group which is stupid enough to exist &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie ; Saraa LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;Mary ; SARAAA LOSER&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; shut up jerry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after school i had volleyball&lt;br /&gt;so after volleyball , michael was there&lt;br /&gt;his elbow hit my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i passed out &lt;br /&gt;after i passed out , michael was like holding my hand and said&lt;br /&gt;HOPE YOU DON'T GET BLIND , PLEASE DON'T GET BLIND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; Michael !&lt;br /&gt;Michael ; im sorry ..&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; its okay&lt;br /&gt;Michael ; shit your eye is swollen&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; ahah , ARRR pirate . &lt;br /&gt;Michael ; *grabs my chin and kissed me* &lt;br /&gt;after 2 seconds&lt;br /&gt;Michael ; *silent* okay fine , i liked you since i was 7 .&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; i liked you since i was 5 .&lt;br /&gt;Michael ; i liked Jocelyn that time&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; eew&lt;br /&gt;Michael ; SHUT UP! &lt;br /&gt;Sara ; i think you're blind&lt;br /&gt;*love - matt white plays*&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; * smack his head* &lt;br /&gt;Michael ; OUCH!&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; Love such a silly game we play (:&lt;br /&gt;Michael ; wait shh .. i havent ask you to be my girlfriend yet&lt;br /&gt;Sara ; shit its obvious you asshole .&lt;br /&gt;Michael ; ahahah .. :DDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-7785015287527409793?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/7785015287527409793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7785015287527409793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7785015287527409793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-running.html' title='Just Running .'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-2850796248334714049</id><published>2010-03-31T06:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T06:30:41.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S7NOfUZ7JZI/AAAAAAAAA7M/fhcbhy4_lDU/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S7NOfUZ7JZI/AAAAAAAAA7M/fhcbhy4_lDU/s320/023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454789873636156818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-2850796248334714049?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/2850796248334714049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/beautiful-luck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2850796248334714049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2850796248334714049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/beautiful-luck.html' title='Beautiful Luck'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S7NOfUZ7JZI/AAAAAAAAA7M/fhcbhy4_lDU/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-1896549013153116553</id><published>2010-03-31T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T05:16:07.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeey Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S7M9AV6JuJI/AAAAAAAAA7E/koqbzzO6fMc/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S7M9AV6JuJI/AAAAAAAAA7E/koqbzzO6fMc/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454770649766148242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-1896549013153116553?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/1896549013153116553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/honeey-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/1896549013153116553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/1896549013153116553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/honeey-bee.html' title='Honeey Bee'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S7M9AV6JuJI/AAAAAAAAA7E/koqbzzO6fMc/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-9114582703282786344</id><published>2010-03-30T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:46:19.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S7LuZjKHgJI/AAAAAAAAA68/KOLKUlfWnoI/s1600/IMG_4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S7LuZjKHgJI/AAAAAAAAA68/KOLKUlfWnoI/s320/IMG_4138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454684221400907922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a superstar&lt;br /&gt;You're a rockstar,&lt;br /&gt;we're in the same world , &lt;br /&gt;sorry but thats not my piece of a puzzle .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love needs to be from two different types of world ,&lt;br /&gt;or not they won't fit .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-9114582703282786344?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/9114582703282786344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/child.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/9114582703282786344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/9114582703282786344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/child.html' title='Child'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S7LuZjKHgJI/AAAAAAAAA68/KOLKUlfWnoI/s72-c/IMG_4138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-5105110482540825108</id><published>2010-03-25T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:44:13.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6wfM3-gPdI/AAAAAAAAA60/ZlWGsS9ToDY/s1600/tumblr_kznk5m5lFp1qagxg6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6wfM3-gPdI/AAAAAAAAA60/ZlWGsS9ToDY/s320/tumblr_kznk5m5lFp1qagxg6o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452767554883829202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i look at you - Miley cyrus&lt;br /&gt;Catch me - Demi lovato is loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-5105110482540825108?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/5105110482540825108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-look-at-you-miley-cyrus-catch-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/5105110482540825108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/5105110482540825108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-i-look-at-you-miley-cyrus-catch-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6wfM3-gPdI/AAAAAAAAA60/ZlWGsS9ToDY/s72-c/tumblr_kznk5m5lFp1qagxg6o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-5809565345951917272</id><published>2010-03-25T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T19:25:22.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody needs a soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6waQ1ITUjI/AAAAAAAAA6s/bFsK7GoC0vk/s1600/22572_10150099115585637_687205636_11204539_7559749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6waQ1ITUjI/AAAAAAAAA6s/bFsK7GoC0vk/s320/22572_10150099115585637_687205636_11204539_7559749_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452762125280956978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello ! i just got back from PPR ! ..&lt;br /&gt;I love it somehow , but its boring -______- .. but wai fong is fun (Y) .. I GOT MY KH!! A B!!! .. wheeee finally i didn't fail ..&lt;br /&gt;you know when upsr finished , we have to do the other exams?? yeah i failed all . but my dad didnt care (Y) . cause i don't know ... HEHEH ( . Y. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miley Cyrus is so pretty , Joe Jonas so hot , Justin bieber SO GORGEOUS! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;aisyah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-5809565345951917272?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/5809565345951917272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/everybody-needs-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/5809565345951917272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/5809565345951917272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/everybody-needs-soul.html' title='everybody needs a soul'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6waQ1ITUjI/AAAAAAAAA6s/bFsK7GoC0vk/s72-c/22572_10150099115585637_687205636_11204539_7559749_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-6373669305430256843</id><published>2010-03-25T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T05:58:34.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6td3_VpFMI/AAAAAAAAA6k/mYqw4GDet7o/s1600/tumblr_kznp5nVNd21qamb1qo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6td3_VpFMI/AAAAAAAAA6k/mYqw4GDet7o/s320/tumblr_kznp5nVNd21qamb1qo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452554990338512066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting so happily but inside I'm miserable , missing you . Babe , where the hell are you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6373669305430256843?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6373669305430256843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-waiting-so-happily-but-inside-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6373669305430256843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6373669305430256843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-waiting-so-happily-but-inside-im.html' title='Wait.'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6td3_VpFMI/AAAAAAAAA6k/mYqw4GDet7o/s72-c/tumblr_kznp5nVNd21qamb1qo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-8969774059192795668</id><published>2010-03-24T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:43:57.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eenie minnie minie moe Loverrr (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6qjhaFqujI/AAAAAAAAA6c/6iOK1-AFUg0/s1600/with_the_beatles_by_mrMimee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6qjhaFqujI/AAAAAAAAA6c/6iOK1-AFUg0/s320/with_the_beatles_by_mrMimee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452350093219510834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8969774059192795668?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8969774059192795668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/eenie-minnie-minie-moe-loverrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8969774059192795668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8969774059192795668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/eenie-minnie-minie-moe-loverrr.html' title='eenie minnie minie moe Loverrr (:'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6qjhaFqujI/AAAAAAAAA6c/6iOK1-AFUg0/s72-c/with_the_beatles_by_mrMimee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-3028473450172972158</id><published>2010-03-24T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:31:45.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Love Me babe . Cause i ain't loving you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6qgG18u14I/AAAAAAAAA6U/yg4Lhk1wjKc/s1600/I_can_fly__I_really_can_by_Dynnnad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6qgG18u14I/AAAAAAAAA6U/yg4Lhk1wjKc/s320/I_can_fly__I_really_can_by_Dynnnad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452346338306873218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Nama saya Nor Aisyahh (: &lt;br /&gt;Hari ini ada maju ): takut habis lambat , later no time to go home . SHET .. takper ah lambat pun :DDD anyway .. went to school .. went dewan . Stayed there after perhimpunan . for picture taking .. PAPAPARAZZIII! .. :) searched for Pn Rozalina . fell in front of the surau ): it hurts so badly noww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeee malas nak citakan xDDDD &lt;br /&gt;malam - talked to Sophia my senior .. &lt;br /&gt;we were talking about DJ .. (: i love herr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;aisyahhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-3028473450172972158?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/3028473450172972158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-love-me-babe-cause-i-aint-loving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/3028473450172972158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/3028473450172972158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-love-me-babe-cause-i-aint-loving.html' title='Don&apos;t Love Me babe . Cause i ain&apos;t loving you'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6qgG18u14I/AAAAAAAAA6U/yg4Lhk1wjKc/s72-c/I_can_fly__I_really_can_by_Dynnnad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-8589053998818995460</id><published>2010-03-22T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:14:28.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 December 2020</title><content type='html'>You can Count.&lt;br /&gt;But can you count your mistakes from the first beginning?&lt;br /&gt;For me is just the beginning. Could not count MY mistakes. Even "Perfect" girls or boys HAVE mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;See .. Bolding my words is now my habit .&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my blog is not my life as in school , what happen,whose birthdays ,all that is a NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numbers that means EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happens if it is randomly done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 7 5 9 1 8 2 4 6 0?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it look like a proper arrangement.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s- Don't Leave your life like winds.it will just fly away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8589053998818995460?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8589053998818995460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/25-december-2020.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8589053998818995460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8589053998818995460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/25-december-2020.html' title='25 December 2020'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-6929317788692844614</id><published>2010-03-20T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T21:52:46.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cause even if I'm there with you , I'm bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6WlT6GxVlI/AAAAAAAAA6M/W3PgMF6b6jQ/s1600-h/22572_10150099115585637_687205636_11204539_7559749_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6WlT6GxVlI/AAAAAAAAA6M/W3PgMF6b6jQ/s320/22572_10150099115585637_687205636_11204539_7559749_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450944685435606610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello , i neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed a DSLR , I neeeeeeeeeed cupcakes , I neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed you , I neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed friends ,&lt;br /&gt;i neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeed holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new lay ..&lt;br /&gt;ITS SO PURTEHH , you know who i saw at The Mall ? MY DAD! i know shocking huh..&lt;br /&gt;i'm blogging like ayeesha so formal siap colour colour word ..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but i can't colour my word let me try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i neeeeeeeeeeeeeed DSLR..&lt;br /&gt;nope tak boleh ..):&lt;br /&gt;my blogger sucks&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily Allen is awesome , Justin is awesomerr . ilove justin , its like drugs listening his songs . FEAR ME ! RAWR! HAHA random &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &lt;br /&gt;aisyah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6929317788692844614?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6929317788692844614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/cause-even-if-im-there-with-you-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6929317788692844614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6929317788692844614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/cause-even-if-im-there-with-you-im.html' title='cause even if I&apos;m there with you , I&apos;m bored'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S6WlT6GxVlI/AAAAAAAAA6M/W3PgMF6b6jQ/s72-c/22572_10150099115585637_687205636_11204539_7559749_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-849641296263897855</id><published>2010-03-20T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T21:22:30.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Facts</title><content type='html'>1st Fact ; i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Fact ; WHERE ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the 21st (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you,&lt;br /&gt;i need you ,&lt;br /&gt;i love you ,&lt;br /&gt;i lied .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-849641296263897855?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/849641296263897855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/two-facts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/849641296263897855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/849641296263897855'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in kampung , ada internet (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 March &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik rumah (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 March &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Hard Rock Hotel Penang&lt;br /&gt;its awesome&lt;br /&gt;with karina texting me &lt;br /&gt;double awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 March&lt;br /&gt;Swam the whole day and went to uncle's house&lt;br /&gt;went out that night ..&lt;br /&gt;i got a cardigan (Y) oh and a backpack &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 March&lt;br /&gt;Went back home .. &lt;br /&gt;Checked facebook&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 March today&lt;br /&gt;Got wedding tonight (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole week packed ..&lt;br /&gt;no time to do homework ..&lt;br /&gt;sorry cikgu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8174454239090308008?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8174454239090308008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/even-if-im-all-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8174454239090308008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8174454239090308008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/even-if-im-all-gone.html' title='Even if im all gone .'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-5065515178357721149</id><published>2010-03-18T04:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T04:06:40.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Justin Bieberrr (:</title><content type='html'>Heyy .&lt;br /&gt;i know its been like a year since i've updated.&lt;br /&gt;but who visits?&lt;br /&gt;no one ..&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-5065515178357721149?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/5065515178357721149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/justin-bieberrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/5065515178357721149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/5065515178357721149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/03/justin-bieberrr.html' title='Justin Bieberrr (:'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-8958635897168654386</id><published>2010-02-18T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T05:43:16.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>170210 n 180210</title><content type='html'>Want me to tell shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangun pagi gosok gigi ,&lt;br /&gt;buka facebook,&lt;br /&gt;minum susu , &lt;br /&gt;PAKAI BAJU ,&lt;br /&gt;marah safia dan pergi.(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there around 8 .&lt;br /&gt;We went there and called ayeesha&lt;br /&gt;she just woke up &lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pergi tgk tv &lt;br /&gt;kat rumah dia while waiting for her&lt;br /&gt;watched Dibo the gift dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello hello my name's dibo ,&lt;br /&gt;here is something you should know,&lt;br /&gt;when you want a gift say this&lt;br /&gt;dibo ding dibo dibo ding.&lt;br /&gt;Im a gift dragon..&lt;br /&gt;BLA BLA..&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to study for 3 hour but saf study masa elysa datang , ya pun elysa punya homework..&lt;br /&gt;--" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8958635897168654386?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8958635897168654386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/02/170210-n-180210.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8958635897168654386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8958635897168654386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/02/170210-n-180210.html' title='170210 n 180210'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-4977169177935667303</id><published>2010-02-06T03:31:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T03:31:34.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dahling me</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;WHEEE ngehhheheh , i sayang you &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4977169177935667303?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4977169177935667303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/02/dahling-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4977169177935667303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4977169177935667303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/02/dahling-me.html' title='Dahling me'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-3967747708764987364</id><published>2010-02-06T03:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T03:28:24.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupid you .</title><content type='html'>WHEEE &lt;br /&gt;NEGHEHEEHEHEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lifeless  , no one visits my blog .&lt;br /&gt;I dont update for the sake of people visting ..&lt;br /&gt;I BLOG CAUSE I WANNA! &lt;br /&gt;SO YOU DON'T " UPDATE LAH " -ing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to Boston - Augustana &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE ,&lt;br /&gt;today , was bosan.&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine drank white wine yesterday night..&lt;br /&gt;NGEHEEHEH , bet she got drunk&lt;br /&gt;(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pj was okay , but my hand bled..&lt;br /&gt;SO &lt;br /&gt;ngehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ngeheheh&lt;br /&gt;it so awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://makemegowhee-syahh.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://makemegowhee-syahh.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-3967747708764987364?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/3967747708764987364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/02/cupid-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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so?'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-541188237739903984</id><published>2010-02-05T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T05:51:48.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love 1 Angsana</title><content type='html'>1 Angsana .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a special class.&lt;br /&gt;They're SUPER DUPER FRIENDLY&lt;br /&gt;like shit except for this girl ..MHM MHM , and if you think its apple. HELL NO , she's fucking friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my place , its so awesome , theres matthew , shaun , jie eu , jasmine (psycho) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know today ( 5/02/10 ) &lt;br /&gt;Jasmine ; Aisyah , are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah ; No&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine ; okay *2 minutes later* If you're happy you know it clap your hand&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah ; *burst out laughing* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didn't realize i was laughing at her ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasmine ; *stomps feet* &lt;br /&gt;Aisyah ; why so happy?&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine ; tonight , im going out . &lt;br /&gt;Aisyah ; oh , COOL!&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine ; i know (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA , i lovee jasmine &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie eu is psycho too , but she has mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGEHEHEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur Ayeesha !&lt;br /&gt;Hi&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know you visit my blog ke tak ..so yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-541188237739903984?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/541188237739903984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-1-angsana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/541188237739903984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/541188237739903984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-1-angsana.html' title='I Love 1 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*cries*&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; SHIT , WHAT SONG TO SING? *flashbacks* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flashbacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; if a child cries sing her or him bad romance , it will be so awesome&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; WHAT THE SHIT ..xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!&lt;br /&gt;Roma-Roma-ma-ah!&lt;br /&gt;Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!&lt;br /&gt;Want your bad romance&lt;br /&gt;Jodie ; *giggles* &lt;br /&gt;Alison ; thank you milly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; MILLY I LOVE YOUUU!&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; I know you do, WAIT , what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; My mother just adopted a child from Africa.&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; then&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; WAIT , and the she cried and you sang Bad Romance?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Yeahh&lt;br /&gt;Milly&amp;Gemma ; *burst out laughing* HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH ,CHRIS HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Chris ; what? something at the back of my shirt issit?&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; no , HAHAHAAH , she *cackles* sang AHAHAH i cant handle it&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; *takes deep Breath* She sand bad romance to the baby when the baby cried.&lt;br /&gt;Chris ; AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH , OH SHIT , MY GUTS.&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; you told what&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; it was just for fun lah , never thought you will have a sister, SISTER RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; YEAH&lt;br /&gt;MGC; HAAAAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHHHAHHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-2011630668882814656?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/2011630668882814656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/jodi-mclaster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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, you're a loser and can't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;Think , was John Lennon a cool dude during high school?&lt;br /&gt;was Tim Burton a popular dude during high school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN"T SAY SHIT WHEN YOU DON'T KNOW SHIT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT IDIOT.&lt;br /&gt;GOSH&lt;br /&gt;Think lah assholes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-3082264182746285947?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/3082264182746285947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-had-surgery-and-they-ate-our-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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you and mock you.&lt;br /&gt;You seriously made my day (:&lt;br /&gt;Today is my best day so far in DJ.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple!&lt;br /&gt;Even though you told us you were thin,&lt;br /&gt;People won't believe you,&lt;br /&gt;But you made me realize 1 Angsana wont be awesome without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple!&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're fat,&lt;br /&gt;You're always the mini version of Ashley Khong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple !&lt;br /&gt;Thank youuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-2676575605258207063?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/2676575605258207063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-1424608514024698454</id><published>2010-01-17T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T05:09:05.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>England , The Land of English</title><content type='html'>So , next morning , i went to school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Milly , Gemma and Chris near the fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; ALISON!&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Heyy . &lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; Nice ... WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Oh , its a traditional dress from England&lt;br /&gt;Chris ; I WENT THERE AND BOUGHT a drink , nothing interesting there&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Oh well it depends , where you go.&lt;br /&gt;Chris ; Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; OH , i was from Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;Chris ; YOU GET MY POINT &lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; HAHHAAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; CHRISTOPHER! How dare you insult Alison Montiara Kanzuelas &lt;br /&gt;Alison ; I'm Spanish &lt;br /&gt;Milly ; YOU'RE NOT? THeN WHAT ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then A group of girls came towards us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl ; Oh Look , losers&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; looking at your reflection huh.&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie ; Oh shut up Gemma , who's this&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Alison , Alison James&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl ; ALISON JAMES? You're ALISON JAMES? My dad knows your dad (:&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; really?&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; WALK AWAY ALISON!&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Bye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked to our class&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; They seem nice&lt;br /&gt;G.M.C ; OH GOSH! &lt;br /&gt;Chris ; you just called "the plastics" nice. THATS JUST WRONG&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; The plastics?&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; NoseJob , Boobjob , YOU NAME ITT&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; Okay , Meeting tomorrow . alison you're coming , my house&lt;br /&gt;Alison : do it at my house, &lt;br /&gt;Chris ; I cant tomorrow . &lt;br /&gt;Milly ; why not?&lt;br /&gt;Chris ; basketball practice&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; You do hoops&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; he is a jock + nerd .&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; okay so , tomorrow after school . (:&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; okay &lt;br /&gt;Alison ; WAIT , SLEEPOVER?&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; no , just plain ole Meeting .&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; cause , if sleepover , i can book us a room in hiltons.&lt;br /&gt;GEMMA ; WHAT THE EFF&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went back home , after school tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; WOW , HOUSE BIG!&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; 10 children?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; one..&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; WOAH!&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; my dad is an architecture . Last time Assistant King Charles.&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; are you fucking serious?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; BLOODY SERIOUS&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; do i hear cursing&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; Hey Mrs James , I'm Gemma Julian&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; Camillia Watson &lt;br /&gt;Mum ; Hi , what are you girls doing here.&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; studying&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; Second day of school , and now friends , Amazing Alison . You guys ate tea?&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; its okay , i'm full&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; We got Cabonara&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; SHE'S FULL , I'M EMPTY. ;D&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; it will be ready in 10 minutes , Alison?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Sandwich .Tuna.&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; Gemma? Don't be shy dear . &lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; SURE , Cabonara (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So , we went up , &lt;br /&gt;I DON'T GET THE WHOLE POINT OF THEM BEING " YOU BITCH RICH GIRL "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; -.- seriously? a walking closet?&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; AND YOU DON'T WEAR CHANEL , GUCCI , GUESS stuff , but you have it.&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; OKAY , you guys think i'm rich ? Check out queen elizabeth's closet.&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; YOU'RE COMPARING WITH QUEEN ELIZABETH THATS INSANE !&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; OKAY , get to the meeting .&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; can i swim?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; GUYS! -.- FOCUS&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; yeah milly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after awhile , they went home&lt;br /&gt;got a talk with mum and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; okay so , i only got 1 hour to leave this house , let me speak&lt;br /&gt;Dad ; ALISON! &lt;br /&gt;Alison ; yes dad?&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; Alison , listen . pick your friends okay , dont just simply choose , milly and gemma are great but YOU JUST MET THEM&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; I know mum . I know obviously what you're saying , can i go to sleep now?&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; eat your tablets .&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; yeah its upstairs * kiss mum's and dad's foreheads* Night , love you&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; I have to go now , let me clean the dishes&lt;br /&gt;Dad ; kay night dear !, love you .&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; love you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , you maybe wondering why i eat tablets &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i was little , i have problem with my lungs . No , i'm not dying , their just starting to grow , so i have to make the lungs clean , to grow healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day , mum came&lt;br /&gt;okay , im that typical rich gal , but BUT i have no maid , no butler no anything , &lt;br /&gt;in this house only my mum , dad and me and my dog Waffle. so she has to clean my house .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waffle is a beagle .&lt;br /&gt;2 years old&lt;br /&gt;12 June .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to school .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl rush towards me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl ; Alison&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; cheryl&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl ; My Family invited you and your family for dnner tonight&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; i'll ask my mum . Bye&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl ; seeyou kiss kiss&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Bye *runs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to recess with M.G.C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; mum cheryl's family invited us for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; oh sure where?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; 90211 &lt;br /&gt;Mum ; okay , we will leave this house at 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when the clock reached at 7 , we went to the car &lt;br /&gt;and drove ,&lt;br /&gt;but on the way , we had an accident , car accident which brought me and my family to a hospital for injury ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-1424608514024698454?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/1424608514024698454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/england-land-of-english.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/1424608514024698454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/1424608514024698454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/england-land-of-english.html' title='England , The Land of English'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-4819367481768501023</id><published>2010-01-15T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T04:09:00.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to go to my parent's time when they were little, it sounds fun (:</title><content type='html'>Hey !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ini ,&lt;br /&gt;Cik Alisa gave me LOADS OF HOMEWORK&lt;br /&gt;MAN SHE'S BORING&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FIND HER A MAN MAN , SHEESH GET A LIFE AISYAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yes i speak upon Ms Marilyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why isnt Ms Marilyn here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cause she isn't here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specific answer please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CAUSE SHE ISN'T HERE , CANT YOU GET THAT SHE DIED? D':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4819367481768501023?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4819367481768501023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-go-to-my-parents-time-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4819367481768501023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4819367481768501023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-go-to-my-parents-time-when.html' title='i want to go to my parent&apos;s time when they were little, it sounds fun (:'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-3665642769179173159</id><published>2010-01-09T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:56:39.860-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Give me every letter , and i will tell you when to stop .</title><content type='html'>I'm alone in this big world ,&lt;br /&gt;but all of a sudden , someone found me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I'm Alison . &lt;br /&gt;I'm 14 this year .&lt;br /&gt;Living with my dad , they divorced but they still get along.&lt;br /&gt;My dad is working with Prince Charles  , while my mum is working with Bill Gates.&lt;br /&gt;I'm that typical rich girl living in 90210, California.&lt;br /&gt;Originally from Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a total Loser. &lt;br /&gt;i get teased alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No friends , straight a's student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad said "You're different , thats why you're beautiful in a different way"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.- im disturbed with dad's saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I moved to another school , a public school , i was in a private school but i want to live a normal life for once , not saying i was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today is my very first day in a public school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to my locker , there was a girl standing beside my locker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Hello&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; You are?&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Alison * curtsy * &lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; may i ask what is that?&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; Oh sorry , i notice you speak loser.&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; No I'm british&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; OH GOSH! I'm Gemma&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Nice to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; Bye! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Bye ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i met gemma with a rough start.&lt;br /&gt;I think she's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to my class sat beside a girl name Milly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; hey , i'm alison.&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; Milly (:&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; oh hey.&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; OMG! I LOVE YOUR HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; its a ponytail. typical style. yours is nicer&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; I know .. &lt;br /&gt;Alison ; o.o you're getting attention .&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; HAHA , yeah . Its how to make people compliment you.&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; you're weird&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO i went to the cafeteria . saw milly and gemma sitting together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went towards them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Hey girls.&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; hey alison.&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; you know her?&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; HAHAH yeah , she fell for my trick.&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; idiot.&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; may i sit here&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; oh no , sit beside Milly , this is for Chris.&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Chris?&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; A boy. duh.&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; OMG gemma! i love your top!&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; i hate yours&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Is that chris?&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; yeahh .&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; Oh .&lt;br /&gt;Gemma ; CHRIS!&lt;br /&gt;Chris ; Gemma , Milly!&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; LOVE YOUR --&lt;br /&gt;Chris ; i hate yours.&lt;br /&gt;Milly ; AISH!&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; hi i'm alison.&lt;br /&gt;Chris ; Christopher Rodney.&lt;br /&gt;Alison ; (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm stuck with weirdos throughout the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-3665642769179173159?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/3665642769179173159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/give-me-every-letter-and-i-will-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/3665642769179173159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/3665642769179173159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/give-me-every-letter-and-i-will-tell.html' title='Give me every letter , and i will tell you when to stop .'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-8734863109222766308</id><published>2010-01-05T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:59:04.057-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Safia Esham (;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S0P20r5ZVfI/AAAAAAAAA50/WZRDWz6k3do/s1600-h/me+and+saff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S0P20r5ZVfI/AAAAAAAAA50/WZRDWz6k3do/s320/me+and+saff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423449761281299954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safia Esham Binti Esham , SAFIA! thank you for being there for me , you shine so bright during school and make me feel small but when we're together to hang out , you make me think that i needed you the most in my friendship life. YOU REALLY MAKE ME FEEL SMALL SAF! . thinking that i would hate you for making me small , but i thought wrongly and ending up feeling the best of small! , you make me realize how much i don't need those spotlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love youu! ..&lt;br /&gt;and yes i love you all too !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8734863109222766308?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8734863109222766308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/safia-esham.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8734863109222766308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8734863109222766308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/safia-esham.html' title='Safia Esham (;'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S0P20r5ZVfI/AAAAAAAAA50/WZRDWz6k3do/s72-c/me+and+saff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-479712152541447510</id><published>2010-01-05T16:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:10.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>part 4</title><content type='html'>My days in the hospital are over ..&lt;br /&gt;cause Adam is going back home for 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Cause the surgeon from Canada is coming in 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came back to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; ADAM darling! &lt;br /&gt;Adam ; hey Mrs Guntherr.&lt;br /&gt;James ; * takes metal detector * his clean! . not too dirty i guess *winks* &lt;br /&gt;Adam ; ooookkaayy..&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; JAMES!&lt;br /&gt;James ; * dials his girlfriend's number* baybehh! *walks away*&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Come on Adam , let me bring you to your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; there you go adam. &lt;br /&gt;Adam ; thanks .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; be right back , gonna change .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when i changed into my night top and long pants went to Adam 's room .&lt;br /&gt;I knocked , the door was lock . I WAS VERY WORRIED.. so i just took my room key and opened it , checked the toilet . He fainted , blood all over and mirror shattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shouted mom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum came up and saw adam .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; i'll call his parents.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; ADAM!!!!! * shakes adam * WAKE UP !!&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; they said their coming right away.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; ADAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; Hello? Ambulance . Yeah emergency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Adam was brought to the hospital , i followed him in the ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;He has blood all over.&lt;br /&gt;I kissed him on his lips. &lt;br /&gt;He didn't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;So when they sent him to the Emergency Room .&lt;br /&gt; I sit there and his parents came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Hover ; Come darling , his gonna be okay&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Hover ; ADAM!&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; i heard what happen , YOU SELFISH BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Hover ; excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; you've been abandon him for what the past couple of years OF HIS LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Hover ; I was working.&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; YOU NEVER CALLED HIM , HE WOULDN'T WANT TO TELL YOU HE HAD LUNG CANCER CAUSE HE THOUGHT IT WOULD DISTURB YOU , ALL THIS YEAR YOU TOLD HIM ,  DO NOT DISTURB YOUR MUMMY AND DADDY WHILE THEIR WORKING!  AND KNOW HIS DYING , YOU'RE ONLY HERE WHEN HIS DYING ISSIT?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Hover ; WHO ARE YOU TO SAY THAT? &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; I'm Adam's girlfriend. She's my mother , i've been taking care of him from one week ago. &lt;br /&gt;Doctor ; Mr and Mrs Hover?&lt;br /&gt;Mr Hover ; yes?&lt;br /&gt;Doctor ; his okay but still needs surgery in 2 hours .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all rushed in  talking crappy baby talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; hi mum . &lt;br /&gt;Mrs Hover ; DEAR . OMG *tears*, honey you're bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; im used to it , guys can you leave me and alice alone/&lt;br /&gt;Guys ; OWH!!! AWWW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Lice , you broke my promise&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; i had to. ) ': &lt;br /&gt;Adam ; *grabs my hand* im just gonna say i love youu , you are my dream , the moment i saw you , you were nice , pretty and i was pretty tough on you. &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; I love you too&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; *grabs my head* *kiss*&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; * kissing! * &lt;br /&gt;Adam ; first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; first kiss with blood all over my cheek. &lt;br /&gt;Adam ; hahha , let me have sometime to talk to my parent&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; bye .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO his parent rushed in.&lt;br /&gt;Emma was there the minute i went out. She hugged me so tightly and i cried so loudly while saying "I lost three person that i loved" &lt;br /&gt;Dad came and hugged me while james was playing his game acting so blur.&lt;br /&gt;After waiting for 4 hours , the surgery was done .&lt;br /&gt;And it was too late , his heart got infected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next two days was his funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 7 years went to harvard and take photograpy major. end up with a guy name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremaiah Adam , a photographer one year older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 years he proposed to me and got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am currently 31 , one Daughter , name Amber Adams .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through alot, and now i'm seventeen magazine's photographer . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget my family and Adam and Emma of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh to tell you , James is now 27 , a scientist and Emma is a Model . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well , life is what it is . There is always a bad time during life , doesn't mean you don't have to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syyahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-479712152541447510?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/479712152541447510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/479712152541447510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/479712152541447510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-4.html' title='part 4'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-6742251063883618397</id><published>2010-01-05T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:10.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>part 3</title><content type='html'>One Month later , i got closer to Adam and Emma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school the next day , found a note in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meet Me at the fountain after school &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Better Left Unsaid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to the fountain, saw Adam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Hey Adam?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Alice! haha , you got my note.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; AHAH , yeah.. So whats the prob?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; *hands out another note*&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; *opened it* Dear Alice , May i hand this rose to you and say , " I love you dear"  *tear*&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; I MAY?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; You may (':&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; *hands out rose*  I love you dear . call you laterr.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i told mum about it . She was proud and reserved me and adam a table at i dunno some french restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam picked me up with a bicycle? SO romantic ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Sorry , i got no car now.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; its okay , love the wind .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; HAHA , yeah . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we arrived there . It was all for us. us alone there. &lt;br /&gt;MOTHER , YOU SELFISH BITCH .xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; We'll be having the seafood cabonara .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Adam , why?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; huh? *phone rang * excuse me &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; kay&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes later , i finished my food , he was still on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;and then he told me that he has to go somewhere , he wouldn't tell me. So i was very curios.&lt;br /&gt;I called Mom to pick me up here , so there she was outside waiting for me to go in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom ; how could he.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Mum , it maybe an emergency .&lt;br /&gt;Mom ; i couldn't be .. &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; MUM! i trust him.&lt;br /&gt;Mom ; Your problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day i went to school with a white dress and a shorts with black converse .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; hey , adam here?&lt;br /&gt;somerandomdude; he didn't come .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next few days , he didnt come , i was very suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;so i called him 5 times , he didn't pick up.&lt;br /&gt;left 4 voice message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day , i went to school with my shirt and shorts with flats .&lt;br /&gt;saw him standing infront of his locker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; ADAM!!&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; lice .. &lt;br /&gt;alice ; WHERE THE HELL WERE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; i had something to do.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; why won't you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; is not a big deal&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; then tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Sorry , class starts in 1 minute , have to go. bye seeyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after school followed his bike in my car. ( with driver lah ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to a hospital?&lt;br /&gt;His sick? or visiting his beloved one.&lt;br /&gt;SO i followed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the nurse stopped me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse ; dear , where do you want to go . Lets go to the counter.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; mm, a registration for Adam Hover.&lt;br /&gt;Nurse ; thats private dear.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; may i ask whats wrong with him?&lt;br /&gt;Nurse ; oh no dear. sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went back home.&lt;br /&gt;told mom what happened&lt;br /&gt;she felt worried too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next day i dropped by at the principal office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Hi principal eugene.&lt;br /&gt;P.Eugene ; Hi Abbi. &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; um.. what happen to Adam?&lt;br /&gt;P.Eugene ; his fine..&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; HIS FINE? really? &lt;br /&gt;P.Eugene ; why? what makes you think that his not fine.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went towards adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Adam follow me to my room&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; okay&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Tell me what happen. saw you in the hospital&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; OH GOSH , you found out?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; found out what?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; promise not to tell anyone okay? I'M SORRY but i have lung cancer .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; WHAT THE F*CK!?!!?? oh my. NO ONE KNOWS?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; no..&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; WHY DO MAKE THIS UNIMPORTANT? THIS IS FCKING IMPORTANT.&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; ALICE ! i just knew one year ago. i was vomitting blood and had problem breathing. &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; WHY DID YOU EVEN COUPLED WITH ME , KNOWING THAT YOU'RE SICK?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; you see i didn't know i was dying . but right when our date right. Someone called me , which is my doctor. i went to the hospital , did my check up . my lungs were really in a bad condition . So i had to stay in the hospital for two days .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; what about your parents? they don't know that you're not there? &lt;br /&gt;Adam ; they don't go home after work . they go to their penthouse in london.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; london?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; they work there . i live with my brother which is never aware of me.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; oh my .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; YEAH! &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; stay at my house .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; nah ..&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; come on you're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; but they will know i have problem going somewhere everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; oh. kay then. i'll visit you every night kay?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; thank you! * kiss on my cheek* &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; *blushed* .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO it wasnt an official first kiss yet.&lt;br /&gt;its still a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; hey mom .&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; so you found out?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; yeah.. his uncle worked there , and his parents were away for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; Oh thank god.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; (;&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; come down later , we're having dinner&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad ; James , pass the butter&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; dad , tomorrow night , may i go to my friend's house?&lt;br /&gt;Dad ; sure. curfew 11 .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; okay (:&lt;br /&gt;James ; CAN I GO TO THE BAR? &lt;br /&gt;Dad ; james..&lt;br /&gt;James ; i was just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phone rang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; i'll get it!&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; its okay , ill get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; Hello?&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; Hi Mrs Gunther , may i speak to Alice ?&lt;br /&gt;Mum ; sure dear. ALICE!&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Hey emms. wait i'll run up .. EXCUSE ME Dear beloved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran up and locked the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; whats up?&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; hey tomorrow night, wanna go out?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; can't got plans with Adam.&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; AWW! ): DITCHER!&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; tomorrow after school?&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; YAY! kay go to the mall.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; alright&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; TATA!&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Mwuahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next night , i visited Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i had to wait outside of the room .&lt;br /&gt;I peek into the room..&lt;br /&gt;Adam  was really ill with his breathing mask on and blood lost all over..&lt;br /&gt;I cried .. seeing in suffer.&lt;br /&gt;he was still awake . he winked at me .&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;i shed a tear , it rolled on my cheek . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the blood cure . i went in&lt;br /&gt;and held his hand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Alice , don't cry over me .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; But , you were there for me . so i should be here for you too.&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; can you pass me the water there .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; sure *hands him his water* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6742251063883618397?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6742251063883618397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-3_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6742251063883618397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6742251063883618397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/part-3_05.html' title='part 3'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-650110255861584367</id><published>2010-01-03T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:57:02.709-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><title type='text'>Lee Taemin .</title><content type='html'>I LOVE HIM!&lt;br /&gt;AND HIS YOUNG!&lt;br /&gt;WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;his hott ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donghae is still number one though .(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh OFF TO SCHOOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-650110255861584367?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/650110255861584367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/lee-taemin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/650110255861584367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/650110255861584367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/lee-taemin.html' title='Lee Taemin .'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-9007810101765279177</id><published>2010-01-03T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:58:18.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>mistakes</title><content type='html'>Grandma ; Tell me dear , what is your worse mistake that you have done in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Jessica ; Nothing , cause if i didn't make those mistakes , i wont achieve my achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO PRISCILLA LIM !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S0CWI7AHZtI/AAAAAAAAA5c/E4aMGrbkELI/s1600-h/12944_180404569885_829969885_2687452_5091757_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S0CWI7AHZtI/AAAAAAAAA5c/E4aMGrbkELI/s320/12944_180404569885_829969885_2687452_5091757_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422499031375374034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to pris for the picture (yes i took it without permission , sorry) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you're incredibly AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 is a big number, a big huge step . A NEW WORLD WITH NEW STUFF TO LEARN.. but i think you can handle it. eventhough its fragile as ever (; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-9007810101765279177?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/9007810101765279177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/mistakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/9007810101765279177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/9007810101765279177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2010/01/mistakes.html' title='mistakes'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/S0CWI7AHZtI/AAAAAAAAA5c/E4aMGrbkELI/s72-c/12944_180404569885_829969885_2687452_5091757_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-7667549925202508840</id><published>2009-12-31T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:12:46.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sister's Keeper</title><content type='html'>TODAY IS 2010!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also known as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids , Adults ,&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers,&lt;br /&gt;How old they are , doesn't matter,&lt;br /&gt;cause we're in one world , and we will always unite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-7667549925202508840?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/7667549925202508840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-sisters-keeper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7667549925202508840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7667549925202508840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-sisters-keeper.html' title='My Sister&apos;s Keeper'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-6074437847022046009</id><published>2009-12-31T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:58:18.997-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Sabrina!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Sabrina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met you through "sekolah agama" and through Elyana .&lt;br /&gt;But you forgotten me , But its okay . &lt;br /&gt;It was like years ago. Buat apa nak ingat kan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 13th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;This year you turned 13 on the 31 . Terbalikan your age je , your birthday date (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you get good and awesome blessings from god.&lt;br /&gt;May your wish comes true, dreams too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into class ,&lt;br /&gt;saw you , thought you were mean . but turned out , you're super kind .&lt;br /&gt;One year older than me but still the same class. Remember Aida ? Aida gila (: &lt;br /&gt;Oh and i went back to your grandparents' house once , played Akademi Fantasia ? Hahah memories.&lt;br /&gt; Good luck for your future exams and cabaran.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well HAPPY BIRTHDAY SABRINA! 311209 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥syahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6074437847022046009?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6074437847022046009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/sabrina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6074437847022046009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6074437847022046009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/sabrina.html' title='Sabrina!'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-4964288599652959123</id><published>2009-12-31T03:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:28:19.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ ;D</title><content type='html'>I could tell your eyes were brightly shined,&lt;br /&gt;I should tell you your heart was clear , &lt;br /&gt;I could tell you that you agree to be mine ,&lt;br /&gt;I would say to you , I love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from the suffer you made me go through , &lt;br /&gt;save me from all the songs you wrote ,&lt;br /&gt;cause it was stabbing my heart through,&lt;br /&gt;cause it was making me loving hate quotes .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is 2010,&lt;br /&gt;also known as new year,&lt;br /&gt;a brand new frest start ,&lt;br /&gt;so we are now stepping into a new era right now , right here .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4964288599652959123?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4964288599652959123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4964288599652959123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4964288599652959123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/d.html' title='♥ ;D'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-7743994269238288293</id><published>2009-12-31T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:10.518-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i went to school today with my skinnies and black top and converse. &lt;br /&gt;and went to the principal office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P. Eugene ; Abigail ? &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Alice Abigail Forest James Gunther&lt;br /&gt;P. Eugene ; thats two Alice , i'll call you Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Yes Sir.&lt;br /&gt;P. Eugene ; There you go , your schedule , your books and your room&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Room? &lt;br /&gt;P. Eugene ; Also Known As Locker . &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Oh i see .&lt;br /&gt;P. Eugene ; *shouts* Adam! &lt;br /&gt;Adam ; yes sir? &lt;br /&gt;P. Eugene ; Take Ms . Gunther here to her class .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Alright , come on Gunther.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Alice , Alice Gunther.&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Watevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Adam , you're like the helper?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; HAAHA , no The principal is my brother , F.Y.I &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Oh .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Okay since , its like 2 hours away from your next class , let me show you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I'm Adam Rutherford.  Age 16 , Single . Two mums and one dad .&lt;br /&gt;Alice is nice , sweet NOT that snotty for a rich gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Okay , let me go see my room .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took her to her room . SHE GOT HER OWN plasma screen tv ); i only got a xbox .); STUPID EUGENE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; woah! bigger than my old house.&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; what? Introduce yourself Lice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; I'm Alice Abigail Forest James Gunther , I am the daughter of Stephanie Smith and Edward Forest . My Dad died cause of his kidney , Mom ; lack of blood.&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; sorry to hear that . Scholarship?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; No. My Current Parents are Edwin Gunther and Amber James Gunther .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; OH , Edwin Gunther , Director? Amber , Hot Model?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; as your wish (;  ya i got adopted .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Oh . Lets move on , shall we?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; We shall (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved to the Lounge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; got corners?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; yeah.. That is Popular bitch , Geek , Nerd , Jock , Newbies,normal and well superstar .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Superstar?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; yeah we once got Taylor Lautner , Freddie Highmore and loads more. &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; you got snotty bitch chicks?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; haha a must have .(: Thats *points to the picture on top of the popular corner* Julia Emily Cox , Daughter of Founder of Sony Ericsson . &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; ah i see , you?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Popular .. cause people treat me great cause My brother is the prince .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; i see .. Guy?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Eric Drake Chapman. Son of , don't know. &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; AHAH , What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; hmmm , Popular . but newbies first .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; oh .&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Ohkay ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hours later &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; There your class.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; No problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went into my class , there was one empty seat beside a girl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher Frida ; Hello *looks into paper* Abigail or Alice?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Alice .&lt;br /&gt;T.Frida ; Alice it is . introduce yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Alice Abigail Forest James Gunther , Age 14 going on 15 . &lt;br /&gt;T.Frida ; Interests?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Photography , Singing.&lt;br /&gt;Emmet ; HEY ALICE , TAKE THIS AS PHOTOGRAPHY *shows middle finger* &lt;br /&gt;class ; HAHAHAAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;Jason ; *high five Emmet*&lt;br /&gt;T.Frida ; Emmet! &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; its okay , i'll take a seat now.&lt;br /&gt;T.Frida ; Very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat beside this girl.&lt;br /&gt;Her Name was Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Hey &lt;br /&gt;Emma ; I'm Emma . also known as Total loser.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; don't judge yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; oh i didn't judge that . Emmet did.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Emmet is a freak.&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; don't think i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; is that Julia?&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; Yeah. also known as&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Bitch&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; HAHA yeap&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After Class &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.Frida ; Thank you class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia ; Hey Alice Gunther.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Julia right? * hands out hand * &lt;br /&gt;Julia ; WENDY!&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; why? * in whispers * &lt;br /&gt;Emma ; No touching Julia .&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; OH *grab hands back*&lt;br /&gt;Julia ; ERGHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Who's that dreamy?&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; That is Eric , Julia's &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; oh&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; back off , the last girl who went out and did "it" with him , died , got pushed by julia when we were at camp.&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; yeap&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Hey Emma .&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; hey Adam&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Adam&lt;br /&gt;Adam ; Alice.&lt;br /&gt;Emma ; EMMA!&lt;br /&gt;Alice&amp;Adam ; o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went back home ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; ALICE! &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; Mom?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; it was just a day&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; haha nyways . We're going to France next month , lets go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; why?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; oh , your dad got shooting there.&lt;br /&gt;James ; Oh boy ! hot french bitch (;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; JAMES ISAAC in YOUR ROOM NOW! .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-7743994269238288293?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/7743994269238288293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-i-went-to-school-today-with-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7743994269238288293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7743994269238288293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-i-went-to-school-today-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-8457009860101751351</id><published>2009-12-30T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T07:03:27.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If nothing goes right , go left .(:</title><content type='html'>Continuation of the other story next post ...( like people read my blog ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Damansara Jaya .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Life &lt;br /&gt;starts in there on the 4th January 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma recall the whole year shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2009 ; Tomorrow Never Comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up the staircase wanted to go the right way , but when left ( &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If nothing goes right , go left &lt;/span&gt;.) I went to 6G , saw people sitting with people that their close to. i sat way infront , Center , Middle row (; sat beside &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Stephanie Colette Anthony&lt;/span&gt; . with one empty desk beside her ( &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Running On Empty&lt;/span&gt; ) . The Clock strikes  7;45a.m , &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pn Nurhaizan&lt;/span&gt; went in with her beautiful Baju kurung , and well wore scarf . I thought She was scary . But Day by day , i started to fell in love with her teaching and her caring . ( &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Beginning was always the scary part&lt;/span&gt; )  . She start telling us jokes. Then She changed steph seat . &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Adam Mohd Paul Ang &lt;/span&gt;sat on my left and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lim Phan Wayne&lt;/span&gt; on my right . They were ANNOYING , but started to bully them ;D . Me and Angela got closer (; wait , theres more .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;February 2009&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Month of Love . Valentines Day! , we ponteng-ed class the day before on &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pn Inthira&lt;/span&gt;'s period . So when me and ang went in , everyone told us we had to bought pn inthira a v day gift . AHHA .. i fell for it and bought her a mug . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;March 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelas Tambahan . The Week of misery and its on Holidays . So we thought we hated Kelas Tambahan . well it gets betterr (; oh and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shawn Yan Wei Hin&lt;/span&gt; sat on my left , adam moved .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;April 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit Happens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;May 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segi College ! One of the Memory i guess . Stephanie sat on my left again , Shawn was annoying . Wayne remains ):  But i guess i love them the way they are .&lt;br /&gt;Kelas tambahan rocked! Pn Inthira's suprise Party (;  SKTM idol (; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;June 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday! nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;July 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SKTM idol finals .(; suprisingly Angela didn't won.CAMP! , THE BEST .. eventhough it was misery ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trials , improved alot in maths .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;September 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPSR! the most AWESOME experience in my life ..but theres more to come. Wayne makes me laugh during UPSR .(: even though he sits miles away. Steph beside me ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;October 2009 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved each other more more . (; Talking about missing people . haihzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;November 2009 ; Its The Month , we cherish the mistakes we made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fun to experience every single memory with you (: 19 november , 5a's ! ;')&lt;br /&gt;OUTING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;December ; The Last Month . Realizing we're gonna miss the current year .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to stephanie Colette .&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being there for me for 3 years and still counting&lt;br /&gt;and its harsh that you're leaving for home school ):&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8457009860101751351?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8457009860101751351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-nothing-goes-right-go-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8457009860101751351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8457009860101751351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-nothing-goes-right-go-left.html' title='If nothing goes right , go left .(:'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-8037907798700866298</id><published>2009-12-29T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:10.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Live Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Alice Forest . Age , 14 . &lt;br /&gt;My Mother is going through a cancer problem .&lt;br /&gt;Leukimia . &lt;br /&gt;My Dad died two years ago , kidney problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one little brother , James Forest .&lt;br /&gt;His 10 . Matured , too matured .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday me and james visit my mom in Floral Medical Hospital in New York . &lt;br /&gt;She's bald now , got things stuck to her nose , and every day lack of blood .&lt;br /&gt;Me and James feel pity for mum , but we had no choice but just to sit and stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum tells me ..&lt;br /&gt;" Sweetie , I'm Sorry to leave you like this . I love you " &lt;br /&gt;I started to tear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor Tells me &lt;br /&gt;" Alice , I found you a perfect parent ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I DON'T WANT , I WANNA BE WITH MUM! , F*CK NO "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has 20 more days to live . I guess i have to make the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;I went to school this morning , with my bean hat , black long top with shorts . and my red hair free . and suddenly saw a picture of a woman with bald head on my locker . Everyone burst out laughing , i ran to the janitor's room and cried. Suddenly i got a called to the principal office . i was shivering on my way there. The Principal told me " Dear . Your Aunt is here to pick you up , your mum is in a unstable condition " I ran out wiping my tears ran home without my aunt realizing . &lt;br /&gt;I grabbed James hand . and i think you might be wondering why he didn't go to school? &lt;br /&gt;His school once had this terrorist killing his teacher last two years , and now the school is being , i don't know clean? &lt;br /&gt;So i grabbed his hand and brought him to the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrive there , Mum was bleeding terribly . I broke down crying on my knees , shouting "MUM!" James hugged me and hold me tight saying " Don't Cry " Mum looked at me and smiled at me . It makes me even cry LOUDER! She died on that moment , leaving ashes to remember. All this time , she was there for me , Through thick nor thin :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor brought in the new parents one week after death . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are one of the most rich family in U.S . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of StepDad ; Edwin Gunther&lt;br /&gt;Age             ; 40&lt;br /&gt;Job?            ; Movie Director , Directed " Grab my Hand " and " Just Let Go " &lt;br /&gt;                  Both movies won each an award .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of StepMom ; Amber James Gunther&lt;br /&gt;Age             ; 38&lt;br /&gt;Job?            ; France Fashion Model for Chanel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're nice , sweet and Wealthy . &lt;br /&gt;Me and James agreed to live with them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formal Blogging is now to be banish . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and James went to their house , now our house .&lt;br /&gt;It was HUGE! &lt;br /&gt;I got my own room , ipod , macbook and iphone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; Alice dear , come down with me later in 20 minutes kay? wanna show you something &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; kay Amber . &lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; Mother .  Call me mother , mummy , mom or any other shit kay?&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; *woah* kay mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i went to my room ! paradise . got my own DLSR . I always wanted to be a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i changed into my yoga pants with white spaghetti strap top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice ; hey mum .&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; Hey Lice , so tonight , we're going to The Mall .  &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; REALLY? i've never been to the mall , well once with my grandma , that is buying toothbrush only .&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; Hey there, let's talk about your family in the car tonight kay? &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; kay , what about school&lt;br /&gt;Mummy ; about that , Private School , no problem? &lt;br /&gt;Alice ; No (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream came true , except it was Mum and not Amber and Dad and not Edwin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8037907798700866298?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-3402011075360117967</id><published>2009-12-29T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T05:12:12.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Without Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Szn_HO0SZfI/AAAAAAAAA4I/C8ZJWplCYcY/s1600-h/Smile_by_ByLaauraa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Szn_HO0SZfI/AAAAAAAAA4I/C8ZJWplCYcY/s320/Smile_by_ByLaauraa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420644126218675698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A New Romantic - Laura Marling (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taemin and Donghae is love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're fucking here to say " Donghae is mine " BACK OFF ASSHOLES!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i don't get the point where people blog seriously....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;explain please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two is nothing but A BIG FAT NUMBER !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You tell me love stories are about relationship and harmony , but when i watch it , i get is just stupid pointless shit&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-3402011075360117967?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/3402011075360117967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/days-without-stories.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-1675830976430213258</id><published>2009-12-29T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:59:04.058-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friend'/><title type='text'>Photography is a passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Szn88_o3SaI/AAAAAAAAA4A/_UB8s6E84p8/s1600-h/music_and_me_by_leipre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Szn88_o3SaI/AAAAAAAAA4A/_UB8s6E84p8/s320/music_and_me_by_leipre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420641751322282402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SzjDjS1kyQI/AAAAAAAAA34/_Oip3dAB9P0/s1600-h/41e48e42c32120b6acd47d3c86ef0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SzjDjS1kyQI/AAAAAAAAA34/_Oip3dAB9P0/s320/41e48e42c32120b6acd47d3c86ef0232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420297162659776770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life is very Light ,once you blow , It breaks&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SzjDCS8--6I/AAAAAAAAA3w/f-Y-G8TJIP4/s1600-h/donghae239mz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SzjDCS8--6I/AAAAAAAAA3w/f-Y-G8TJIP4/s320/donghae239mz2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420296595755170722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SzjCOhQ0EcI/AAAAAAAAA3o/xk8Fwn9305w/s1600-h/090214fm25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SzjCOhQ0EcI/AAAAAAAAA3o/xk8Fwn9305w/s320/090214fm25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420295706243240386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorable (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-2618975249467011664?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/2618975249467011664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-5809106347831083908</id><published>2009-12-28T04:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T04:56:23.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>imma hold on to you til you say "girl , i'll miss you"</title><content type='html'>Hey ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile since i update *like ya right , people go and check my blog*&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Love is Such a Puzzle , you cant seem to find the right piece&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-5809106347831083908?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/5809106347831083908/comments/default' title='Post 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href="http://daybydaywefadeaway.blogspot.com"&gt;clickhere&lt;/a&gt; .&lt; is herr blog&lt;br /&gt;She's my teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Im learning Korea with her.&lt;br /&gt;3 ringgit per month&lt;br /&gt;Awesome right?&lt;br /&gt;If you quit you have to pay double for the "Quit Fee"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chebal is Please in korean&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Im bored&lt;br /&gt;Karina , I have updated(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i had dream ,i went london first class with&lt;br /&gt;-Karina&lt;br /&gt;-Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;-Angela&lt;br /&gt;-Ashley&lt;br /&gt;-Lyssa&lt;br /&gt;(: and we terserempak 6 hot dude..Lucky us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i woke in the middle of shopping ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then slept again&lt;br /&gt;and i had a dream &lt;br /&gt;i went to hawaii with karina and priscilla&lt;br /&gt;and terserempak Ang , Eu , Lyssa and Jia Jien..): &lt;br /&gt;and woke up in the middle of surfing ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8002524077028867983?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8002524077028867983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/special-to-you-karina-lee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8002524077028867983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8002524077028867983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/special-to-you-karina-lee.html' title='Special To You Karina Lee!'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-926155726363970882</id><published>2009-12-11T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:06:32.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat Ur Day!</title><content type='html'>Happily dying here.&lt;br /&gt;With tears and shouting.&lt;br /&gt;Without a care .&lt;br /&gt;Me hate me family.):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-926155726363970882?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th &lt;br /&gt;I can count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th &lt;br /&gt;Today is friday and i haven't get my books ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th &lt;br /&gt;Keri Hilson is ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th &lt;br /&gt;Jessica Ugly Alba is ugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th&lt;br /&gt;BIG FAT HEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥syahhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4571475362396090975?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4571475362396090975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/12/knock-you-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Swu1p8ZLOZI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/om2Z437jvbo/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-9144226436123757454</id><published>2009-11-19T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T17:58:16.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I walked up</title><content type='html'>Let The moment be cherished.&lt;br /&gt;GAH&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i got 5 a's!&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for my name to be called me and raisa was like "i wanna get it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn Ng called my name , there i was walking up to the stage  everybody cheered for me .&lt;br /&gt;when i saw datin kam holding my result , she smiled happily .&lt;br /&gt;She said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DK ; congrats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i looked at my result , STRAIGHT A'S! pn haizan hugged me so tightly , I cried .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those who didn't get .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes something wrong with the examiner, i didn't study , you all study .&lt;br /&gt;and i got it? i don't deserve it .&lt;br /&gt;yes i didn't even study at all, you ask my sister ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`syah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-9144226436123757454?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/9144226436123757454/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-3939264975778453592</id><published>2009-11-12T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:10.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Cries</title><content type='html'>When i see a sudden light comes out from nowhere it makes me wonder about my death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Joanna here , i lost Marcie( a friend ) at the age of 12 .&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you the whole story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Marcie walks to school everyday together ever since kindergarten. &lt;br /&gt;Marcie was my best friend ever since i found her purse on someone's car near kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;Marcie has this sickness call leukemia where you're lack of blood but i didn't know til she told me 4 months before her death .&lt;br /&gt;I started calling her every two minutes after school and all she says she was fine .&lt;br /&gt;I begged my mother to give me the permission to give her such a big amount of blood , my mother refuse to gave me the permission .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think my mom is being selfish .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcie told me that i was the first one to know , you see cause her mom and dad are always in Paris for work , she knew it when she was 7 but kept it as a secret .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcie seems happy everyday never knew she had it .&lt;br /&gt;I followed her everywhere after school since last Monday , she went to a hospital for a checkup &lt;br /&gt;The Doctor told me and Marcie that she was getting worse. &lt;br /&gt;I wish i had the chance to help .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four months later on the 16th of November 1987 ,&lt;br /&gt;Marcie Kimmons died . I was there beside her holding her hand ,&lt;br /&gt;her last words were&lt;br /&gt;" Jo , I love you . No matter what you'll always be in my heart "&lt;br /&gt;My tear dropped on her forehead and she closed her eyes and her status was blank .&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes was closed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother told me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's no use of crying , You won't get her back "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-3939264975778453592?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/3939264975778453592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/cries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;They were fighting .&lt;br /&gt;I fought too with my sister , but its about different issues&lt;br /&gt;My Parents' issues aree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to my dad's fancies and favorites clothes went?&lt;br /&gt;my maid hangs up the clothes to dry outside in the open instead of at the back of the house.&lt;br /&gt;And you know all the computers tv are way back not fron so no one is like having a watch outside .&lt;br /&gt;So my maid hangs it up outside and goes back at back SLEEPING.&lt;br /&gt;oh god i hate my maid ,&lt;br /&gt;she's fucking bitch , she doesn't listen .&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't listens to my dad or mum ):&lt;br /&gt;i want my old maid that has brains and not much craziness like my current maid );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my siss' is about room&lt;br /&gt;you see me and my sis share room ):&lt;br /&gt;so my mum called the contractor to divide it with cupboards so they did.&lt;br /&gt;the computer is always in my sister's side so i have to go there to play&lt;br /&gt;she keeps nagging me about me tresspassing her room ):&lt;br /&gt;so everytime she watches her drama koreans shit , i can't play my brother's computer .&lt;br /&gt;i have to play mine which has no facebook ):&lt;br /&gt;i know it sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i am after the issues blogging with tears and shouting outside );&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-1422456651797247650?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/1422456651797247650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-family.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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,&lt;br /&gt;❤ when everybody cried the world kept sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;❤ i guess when you cry , tear flows on your cheek? but me i didn't cry .?&lt;br /&gt;am i that crappy emotionless crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE PUTERA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaka.(:&lt;br /&gt;KAKA hottie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris Allen not so&lt;br /&gt;Me like duh ..(:&lt;br /&gt;Im hottie right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hugged everyone today except for the std 4's&lt;br /&gt;HUG ME LARH, ONI HUG POPULAR PEOPLE.sheesh i feel offended ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well i got you guys for hugs.&lt;br /&gt;i hugged til i cried in my heart (: my heart was bleeding but you got me a hug and it healed (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH OH and AsH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE  KISSED ME .(: &lt;br /&gt;A RETARD KISS ME. NYEEH NYEEH NI PUPU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i love you guys (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6877274810194670556?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6877274810194670556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/nodding-my-head-like-yeahh-moving-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6877274810194670556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6877274810194670556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/nodding-my-head-like-yeahh-moving-my.html' title='nodding my head like yeahh, moving my hips like yeahh (:'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-8609172981359937680</id><published>2009-11-09T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T05:00:22.181-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>Le Shea , i guess you knew who i was talking about the before posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le Shea im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;i guess you know do understand me &lt;br /&gt;AND ASHLEY its not you!!! aiyerr.i love you too much larh ashley &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same goes to you leesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts when you know...such stuff ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you le shea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was stupid when i typed that post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know 6E gals including you like somehow dont treat me like you treat me last year so yeahh..dun wan to loose youu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8609172981359937680?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8609172981359937680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8609172981359937680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8609172981359937680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-7513593032597570073</id><published>2009-11-09T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T05:00:22.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Way you make me dream (:</title><content type='html'>Your eyes laid on me , how can i avoid those gold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys lemme tell you what happened today on the 9th of November&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday darling , i love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;the SuSe had dramas.&lt;br /&gt;sad,shocking ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and anna went down, didn't know there was gonna be a chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;lets get to fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which some people might think of Fuck U Nerd .(: FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well this fun fun (:Friend under Nation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me ,steph and sara was bored cause we're like the only girls there.(not only larh) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we played truth and dare .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dared sara to .go to a random indian boy and say "eh budak *and dance* ANDELEI!* ahaha&lt;br /&gt;steph stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i dared steph to ..&lt;br /&gt;to what ah ?&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lets go to FUNNER PART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me sara steph played bitchy girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Alibaba A&lt;br /&gt;Sara Chicken C&lt;br /&gt;Steph King Kong! (: KK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK ; OH MY GOD , did you see leonard's packs?!&lt;br /&gt;C+A ; OH YA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A; omg , my mum bought me marshmallows .&lt;br /&gt;KK ; oooo!&lt;br /&gt;A ; BUT NOT LOW FAT&lt;br /&gt;C ; oh thats sick.&lt;br /&gt;A ; i felt like going rehab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Goes on after that.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS for entertaining me (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-7513593032597570073?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/7513593032597570073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/way-you-make-me-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7513593032597570073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/7513593032597570073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/way-you-make-me-dream.html' title='The Way you make me dream (:'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-6142646632946578600</id><published>2009-11-08T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T05:00:22.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Honey , we love Bear!</title><content type='html'>Random title there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have ever been wondering ,&lt;br /&gt;am i nice to you guys? (---&gt; go say in cbox)&lt;br /&gt;then why are you treating me like a freaking loser(like i'm treating you in mean way).&lt;br /&gt;If Marissa was here, i would express her my feeling &lt;br /&gt;but i guess i use the modern style , blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been giving you hugs,my ear to listen to you , you give nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Bitches.&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;especially from a certain classes or schools.&lt;br /&gt;sheesh, you have no feelings dont you.&lt;br /&gt;I mean i didn't know you had a party , gathering , stuff , shits like that. and you don't bother to talk to me about.&lt;br /&gt;I mean if you do and don't invite me thats okay.&lt;br /&gt;I DO NOT WANT TO BE INVITED you bitches.&lt;br /&gt;so if you reading this , and think that you are one of those bitches. &lt;br /&gt;well think again. cause maybe you're right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at least tell me you got something going on. cause if you don't , i'll just think you're being selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Im nice to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;but what did i get from you guys.&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;just a simple card that says&lt;br /&gt;You're Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MORE THAN THAT. A HUG (so karina, its not you or either people who gives me hugs) A Song, A POEM! , A SPEECH!.&lt;br /&gt;god, you guys have no freaking heart dont you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if you have one, proof it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`syahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6142646632946578600?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6142646632946578600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/honey-we-love-bear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6142646632946578600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6142646632946578600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/honey-we-love-bear.html' title='Honey , we love Bear!'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-8244859498249090198</id><published>2009-11-08T00:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T05:00:22.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Just Two More Hours til the clock strikes 1</title><content type='html'>I say life is cruel ain't it charles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes it is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cause i've gotten me some midlife crisis!&lt;br /&gt;gahhh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a freaking dress, my mum is making me a gown, which i hate to wear..&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaaaaaa! ihate gowns..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-8244859498249090198?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/8244859498249090198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-two-more-hours-til-clock-strikes-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8244859498249090198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/8244859498249090198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-two-more-hours-til-clock-strikes-1.html' title='Just Two More Hours til the clock strikes 1'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-2409215483265767258</id><published>2009-11-05T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T05:00:22.182-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>❤ So when i say hey , what do you say? Insult me or compliment me?</title><content type='html'>You there!&lt;br /&gt;Yes you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Rope has been shorted out cause im shrinkingg..(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me wanna lala in the kitchen on the floor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Let it Go, it will come back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my one and only love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven steps to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd fly up just to see you , but i couldn't find my wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried Days should be thrown , cause i haven't found you YET ;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-2409215483265767258?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/2409215483265767258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-when-i-say-hey-what-do-you-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2409215483265767258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2409215483265767258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-when-i-say-hey-what-do-you-say.html' title='❤ So when i say hey , what do you say? Insult me or compliment me?'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-4344038928680579125</id><published>2009-11-02T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T05:00:22.183-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>hey!</title><content type='html'>My old blog is still available.(: &lt;br /&gt;but this blog will be updated oftenly ..&lt;br /&gt;So ..guys and girls do not relink.(: &lt;br /&gt;Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did i change my blog?&lt;br /&gt;Cause i hate blogskins now.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4344038928680579125?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4344038928680579125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4344038928680579125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4344038928680579125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey.html' title='hey!'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-4170451470894398532</id><published>2009-09-29T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Forever and Always part 7</title><content type='html'>okay, since love is complicated.&lt;br /&gt;i should just have to avoid and ignore it and &lt;br /&gt;move to mehico.&lt;br /&gt;no ?&lt;br /&gt;i move to London .&lt;br /&gt;with my dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah its the end of love world.&lt;br /&gt;now my diary is gonna be locked until i find my right guy.&lt;br /&gt;;( i left aaron.&lt;br /&gt;He cried and walked away i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&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/2701723889617638384-4170451470894398532?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4170451470894398532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/09/forever-and-always-part-7.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4170451470894398532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4170451470894398532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/09/forever-and-always-part-7.html' title='Forever and Always part 7'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-655821131107619723</id><published>2009-09-24T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Forever and Always &lt;3 part 6</title><content type='html'>Hey !&lt;br /&gt;For this past few weeks .&lt;br /&gt;I've been hanging out with Aaron&lt;br /&gt;and i just think his freaking super hot.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention his awesome muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one day &lt;br /&gt;he called me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥: Hey Anne!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey Aaron!&lt;br /&gt;♥: Hey um...come to Starbucks now.. want to talk to you about something.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Alright, let me get my coat on.&lt;br /&gt;♥: See you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went walking there.&lt;br /&gt;Saw him sitting down drinking his latte.&lt;br /&gt;i went in.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥: Anne..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;♥: I've got a big favor to ask&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sure..No problem&lt;br /&gt;♥: Would you go to the counter and take a piece of tissue&lt;br /&gt;Me: umm...okay??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i opened the tissue and saw a written note.&lt;br /&gt;which says.&lt;br /&gt;"I remember what you wore on your first day,&lt;br /&gt; a dress and a ponytail,&lt;br /&gt; that shows how much i love you,&lt;br /&gt; and realized it wasn't a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt; So will you be my girlfriend?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried tears of joy,&lt;br /&gt;and said yes.&lt;br /&gt;He said to me &lt;br /&gt;" When I'm Never on your side, look at this note"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ♥ you too Aaron..&lt;br /&gt;He went back cause my brother was picking me up.&lt;br /&gt;so when i got back home.&lt;br /&gt;i opened up my computer.&lt;br /&gt;IM by Zach.&lt;br /&gt;he said &lt;br /&gt;MrZachathron: Rianne , call me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i called him the next very minute.&lt;br /&gt; he shouted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach: RIANNE! BE WITH ME, LINA BROKE UP WITH ME, IM NOW LIFELESS.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No..im not single anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Zach : WHAT?!?!!?! with?&lt;br /&gt;Me: My man lah&lt;br /&gt;Zach ; fark up bitch&lt;br /&gt;Me: HOW ISSIT MY FAULT?&lt;br /&gt;Zach; *hang up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERGHH!&lt;br /&gt;why does love have to be so cruel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-655821131107619723?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/655821131107619723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/09/forever-and-always-3-part-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/655821131107619723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/655821131107619723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/09/forever-and-always-3-part-6.html' title='Forever and Always &lt;3 part 6'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-4222675354165647671</id><published>2009-09-08T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Forever &amp; Always &lt;3? part 5!</title><content type='html'>I drove myself to a Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;And saw you(Zach) with her.&lt;br /&gt;i sat there alone.&lt;br /&gt;til.&lt;br /&gt;A guy came and asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Hey Miss..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey..(sad tone)&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Aren't you Adrianne?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Hey..I'm Aaron. remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Me: umm..can't recall&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Oh hell nevermind. you're not with anybody?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hahah..no..came here to drink coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Guy: I work here.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait..Aaron Cole Smith?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: You recalled..&lt;br /&gt;Me: LOL..hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Cole Smith was my first crush since kindergarten til Gred 5 and then He shift school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You look well...different&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: You look prettier i guess&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh thank you...where have you been all this year.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: i went to Canada with my dad and my mum decided for me to stay here&lt;br /&gt;Me: and didnt go to school?&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: I went to private school. Hey um..what happen to adrian&lt;br /&gt;Me: His at home.&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: mind me going there?&lt;br /&gt;Me: no...come on lets go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way there.&lt;br /&gt;He goofed around and talked to the flowers...oh wow...i didnt expect to come back into my life..he made me laugh so loud until cats meow-ed.xo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: MUM!!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: *Opens Door* Honey! and...??&lt;br /&gt;Me: Mum Remember Aaron?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Aaron Smith?? Oh wow..you look hotter&lt;br /&gt;Me: MUM!&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: Why thank you xD&lt;br /&gt;Mum: hows your mother?&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: Now she's working as a novelist. Have you heard of "Hunt Me Down With Blood"?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: I had a collection of it...no wonder..i've been wondering "Who is Nadia Smith"? sounded familiar.&lt;br /&gt;Me: haha..&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: Hey i've got to go..going to swimming class.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bye..&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: Can i have your number? &lt;br /&gt;Me: sure.its 555-55-0971&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: Cool..Call you soon.Bye! ILYA!&lt;br /&gt;Me: ILYA??&lt;br /&gt;Aaron: *Walks away*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4222675354165647671?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4222675354165647671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/09/forever-always-3-part-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4222675354165647671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4222675354165647671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/09/forever-always-3-part-5.html' title='Forever &amp; Always &lt;3? part 5!'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-6909463416818837133</id><published>2009-08-18T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Forever and Always part 4</title><content type='html'>Next week at school,&lt;br /&gt;i wore a black dress with a white long vest with VINCCI's flats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SopiAOwCCcI/AAAAAAAAAzo/93rPnBuZHZM/s1600-h/Untitled__New_Flats_by_graymornings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SopiAOwCCcI/AAAAAAAAAzo/93rPnBuZHZM/s320/Untitled__New_Flats_by_graymornings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371213261691816386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love those.&lt;br /&gt;i saw Zach walking towards me tried to talk to me but i walked to my class.&lt;br /&gt;when going home time.&lt;br /&gt;i went swimming with my brother at the beach and of course there is The Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;And i just found out that Lina is the bitch's sister..&lt;br /&gt;and Lina followed And guess who followed next?&lt;br /&gt;ZacharyBitchAssJerk &lt;/3?&lt;br /&gt;I swam&lt;br /&gt;i was drowning for the minute.&lt;br /&gt;My brother was too busy with the bitch making out.&lt;br /&gt;Zach realized and went running for his life.&lt;br /&gt;and caught&lt;br /&gt;i was not breathing.&lt;br /&gt;He called Adrian.&lt;br /&gt;Adry came and just held my hands&lt;br /&gt;Zach tried to do CPR&lt;br /&gt;When he his lips touch my lips.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first very kiss.&lt;br /&gt;I end up standing and kissed him more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SoqGme8YpjI/AAAAAAAAAzw/2hSvFj6sPpU/s1600-h/Kiss_by_HeKt0R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SoqGme8YpjI/AAAAAAAAAzw/2hSvFj6sPpU/s320/Kiss_by_HeKt0R.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371253501292226098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother said.&lt;br /&gt;Adry: Thank god she's alive or not mum would killed me.&lt;br /&gt;Lina Slapped Zach and went home..&lt;br /&gt;Zach let go of my lips and ran after Lina.&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;wasn't the first kiss i imagined&lt;br /&gt;where.&lt;br /&gt;my leg pops and french kiss him.&lt;br /&gt;and end up not virgin.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;oh well life is full of disgusting imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taa~`! continued.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6909463416818837133?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6909463416818837133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/08/forever-and-always-part-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6909463416818837133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6909463416818837133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/08/forever-and-always-part-4.html' title='Forever and Always part 4'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SopiAOwCCcI/AAAAAAAAAzo/93rPnBuZHZM/s72-c/Untitled__New_Flats_by_graymornings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-4039003563802995499</id><published>2009-08-16T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Forever and Always. part 3</title><content type='html'>Tonight's the night.&lt;br /&gt;i got ready and my mum was like. Honey..a picture please..&lt;br /&gt;Me said(lol) mum..get out of my bathroom..still wearing my evening dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Soj8cmefOUI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Iih5cEOT2Us/s1600-h/Picture0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Soj8cmefOUI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Iih5cEOT2Us/s320/Picture0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370820123934275906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Zach.&lt;br /&gt;Zach didn't pick up.&lt;br /&gt;I went there alone.&lt;br /&gt;i saw them dancing.&lt;br /&gt;and one thing that really broke my heart that.&lt;br /&gt;Zach was dancing with Lina &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Soj99gpf9LI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UDGCW1-WCy8/s1600-h/Prom_Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Soj99gpf9LI/AAAAAAAAAzY/UDGCW1-WCy8/s320/Prom_Night.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370821788817159346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SokB0Kgzm6I/AAAAAAAAAzg/N-zpf-ERuuY/s1600-h/together_we_cry_by_suicide_bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SokB0Kgzm6I/AAAAAAAAAzg/N-zpf-ERuuY/s320/together_we_cry_by_suicide_bee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370826026302806946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and start singing Fallin' for you lyrics;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of what you'll say&lt;br /&gt;So I'm hiding what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I'm tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about you&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin for you&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted my life just to make you realize and notice me.&lt;br /&gt;you saw me lying on the road.&lt;br /&gt;you comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;i push you away&lt;br /&gt;and ran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4039003563802995499?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4039003563802995499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/08/forever-and-always-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4039003563802995499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4039003563802995499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/08/forever-and-always-part-3.html' title='Forever and Always. part 3'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/Soj8cmefOUI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/Iih5cEOT2Us/s72-c/Picture0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-6363401800835947182</id><published>2009-07-31T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Forever and Always part 2</title><content type='html'>Hey..I'M back..&lt;br /&gt;rianne!&lt;br /&gt;Adrianne &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its the eve for the party&lt;br /&gt;i called Zachary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach: Hey Dear&lt;br /&gt;Rianne : DEAR?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Zach : Owh i thought you were Lina&lt;br /&gt;Rianne : Lina?&lt;br /&gt;Zach : Yeah My Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Rianne : Thought you were single&lt;br /&gt;Zach : Haha Yeah..we were close friend and she shockingly popped out the question&lt;br /&gt;Rianne : But you're still going with me right&lt;br /&gt;Zach : Of Course&lt;br /&gt;Rianne : Oh i have to go and check my dress for tomorrow. Bye Zach&lt;br /&gt;Zach : Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Dropped myself onto the bed and cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SnKrRR5XkvI/AAAAAAAAAyg/K2DPBW8CA7k/s1600-h/pain_on_a_bed_stock_3_by_mtnlesssndtrkSTOCK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SnKrRR5XkvI/AAAAAAAAAyg/K2DPBW8CA7k/s320/pain_on_a_bed_stock_3_by_mtnlesssndtrkSTOCK.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364538419501830898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6363401800835947182?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6363401800835947182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6363401800835947182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6363401800835947182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey.html' title='Forever and Always part 2'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SnKrRR5XkvI/AAAAAAAAAyg/K2DPBW8CA7k/s72-c/pain_on_a_bed_stock_3_by_mtnlesssndtrkSTOCK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-2213868105799723952</id><published>2009-07-25T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>For Once in my i had felt  ♥Love♥ [Chapter 1]</title><content type='html'>Bells were ringing clocks were ticking as i sit there and wait&lt;br /&gt;and birds whisper .&lt;br /&gt;I've called him til my breath was fading.&lt;br /&gt;Horses were neighing&lt;br /&gt;As i lived in farms,barn and road side &amp;amp; i finally got a place to stay in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Typical father was busy riding horses with my younger brother Bradley.&lt;br /&gt;My father usually call me "Hazelnut" but now he calls me&lt;br /&gt;"Hazel" .&lt;br /&gt;My mother died after a snake bit her and made her unconscious .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley didn't cry i didn't cry so does father didn't.&lt;br /&gt;We had no feelings back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to school&lt;br /&gt;I didn't own a pencil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i own is a dress with red laces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time ,&lt;br /&gt;in a far away kingdom lived King Bradley who was handsome as you! as i told bradley a story&lt;br /&gt;an echo i heard through the wind .&lt;br /&gt;I took my umbrella as it was raining outside&lt;br /&gt;and Bradley cried he wanted to follow.&lt;br /&gt;I took his hands and hold him tight as we walked out.&lt;br /&gt;We walked and saw daddy in trouble&lt;br /&gt;Bradley ran around the tree and sang a song&lt;br /&gt;Frere Jacques, Frere Jacques,&lt;br /&gt;Dormez-vous? Dormez-vous?&lt;br /&gt;Sonnez les matines, sonnez les matines&lt;br /&gt;Ding dang dong, ding dang dong. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i quickly shouted for help.&lt;br /&gt;as i ran and drag Bradley .&lt;br /&gt;He cried for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised and tried to wake father up but he was not alive i thought.&lt;br /&gt;i ran for help and saw a car passing by i stall it .&lt;br /&gt;He brought my father to the hospital nearby.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor told me what happen he was dead. after an accident in the woods.&lt;br /&gt;Bradley stopped crying.&lt;br /&gt;and i walked home and saw the home(farm) was burning.&lt;br /&gt;I cried after the tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;We took our stuff that was left unburned.&lt;br /&gt;We walked near the roadside and heard dogs barking and thunder .&lt;br /&gt;We ran for cover.&lt;br /&gt;i told Bradley a story.&lt;br /&gt;Bradley went to sleep. and i carried him after the thunder.&lt;br /&gt;I brought to an abandoned house.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Bradley woke up and saw a cat that meows .&lt;br /&gt;He brought it in to the house and gave him our bread.&lt;br /&gt;I scolded him for giving our only food. He just laughed happily.&lt;br /&gt;We walked and walked to find food .&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden i fell and a woman saw me and help me .&lt;br /&gt;She brought me and Bradley to her house and it was huge..&lt;br /&gt;Huge like a castle.&lt;br /&gt;She told me i could stay here for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i thank her.&lt;br /&gt;and she brought me to her daughter's room,&lt;br /&gt;she told me her daughter was away for 3 years for a school trip.&lt;br /&gt;Bradley was playing with a dog.&lt;br /&gt;The woman name was Mrs Bliss .&lt;br /&gt;She told me to treat myself as i was like at home&lt;br /&gt;i told her i had never have a home like this.&lt;br /&gt;after few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;She decided to adopt me and Bradley.&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy to have a new parents.&lt;br /&gt;She calls me Princess but my name is still Hazel&lt;br /&gt;at night i pray to god .&lt;br /&gt;and when i look outside my window.&lt;br /&gt;I saw my mom running and scolding me and Bradley .&lt;br /&gt;I turned out laughing my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;i call Mrs.Bliss Mummy .&lt;br /&gt;well its still uncomfortable for me&lt;br /&gt;My life wasn't as happy as three white horses.&lt;br /&gt;i fought with Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;but i have never seen Mr Bliss before .&lt;br /&gt;so i asked her&lt;br /&gt;"mummy , where is Mr Bliss?"&lt;br /&gt;"His in New York ,Princess."&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;"He is finding a perfect house for us to stay there"&lt;br /&gt;"But i love this house.."&lt;br /&gt;"Mr Bliss got a new job there so..Yeah..stop talking and go and wash yourself princess"&lt;br /&gt;"okay.."&lt;br /&gt;i guess that was pleasant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Bradley was sent to a Private school wear people get their own technologies there. for example this technology that enable us to communicate and has an apple on it ..it sorts of like the two cans and a string that i and Bradley used".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always will continued some other time...&lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-2213868105799723952?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/2213868105799723952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/07/bells-were-ringing-clocks-were-ticking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2213868105799723952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/2213868105799723952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/07/bells-were-ringing-clocks-were-ticking.html' title='For Once in my i had felt  ♥Love♥ [Chapter 1]'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-3182669828399021994</id><published>2009-07-17T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'>Forever and Always</title><content type='html'>My phone was beside me desperately waiting for your call.&lt;br /&gt;But for sometime i took my glasses and my book and started to read.&lt;br /&gt;after 2 hours of idling .&lt;br /&gt;i  gave up and went to school with my tights and a white shirt that says "Available"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i'm Adrianne&lt;br /&gt;I'm just 18&lt;br /&gt;People call me Anne,Rianne , Adry&lt;br /&gt;My mom calls me drama queen&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;My best friend is Finkle Sam.&lt;br /&gt;She's my next door neighbor .&lt;br /&gt;My Mom told me she's crazy.but we suit..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SmBbCCM9ocI/AAAAAAAAAyA/v8igV2MlcNo/s1600-h/friends_by_boogerheadfggt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SmBbCCM9ocI/AAAAAAAAAyA/v8igV2MlcNo/s320/friends_by_boogerheadfggt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359383647079997890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm on right. she's on the left xD am i pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;we were walking to school and saw Zachary .He was my hot crush .&lt;br /&gt;He was The Everything.&lt;br /&gt;Yes The Everything.&lt;br /&gt;My Everything&lt;br /&gt;He wasn't taken&lt;br /&gt;Finkle Sam was sadly taken by Fagot David.(he wasn't fagot)&lt;br /&gt;They really suit.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Finkle Sam was apparently the Stupid Brunette and Fagot David was Stupid Brown.xD the hair colour...&lt;br /&gt;Next week Aly (a fucking bitch ,popular) is her biggest year party.&lt;br /&gt;I'm invited cause my brother is like her boyfriend so..yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yes..i have a  brother name Adrian 2 years older than me&lt;br /&gt;I was plan to ask Zachary to you know accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;So i went to ask him the next day you know how it goes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hey Zach.&lt;br /&gt;Him : Hey Rianne.&lt;br /&gt;Me : hm..i'm wondering if you would like to *interrupted with screams by people*&lt;br /&gt;Him : HUH??&lt;br /&gt;Me : Nevermind(in whisper )  (people pass-by)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He disappeared&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finkle Sam really really cheered me up by buying me an apple ipod&lt;br /&gt;kidding larh&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;but i'm still sad&lt;br /&gt;here i am whining&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;Adrian came back from Aly's house to get ready for the party&lt;br /&gt;Adrian asked me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian : Hey Rianne.&lt;br /&gt;Me! : Hey Adry&lt;br /&gt;Adrian : Where's mum?&lt;br /&gt;Me! : Somewhere over the DARKNESS of the rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Adrian : WOW! so emo ..may i ask why?&lt;br /&gt;Me! : Reason?&lt;br /&gt;Adrian : To know..&lt;br /&gt;Me : who gave you the permission to know?&lt;br /&gt;Adrian : Just say no larh bitch ; LOL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways&lt;br /&gt;Lets give it another fucking try&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly ..... He asked first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : Hey Rianne&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hey you...(?)&lt;br /&gt;Him : yeah you were wondering?&lt;br /&gt;Me : If you would like to be my&lt;br /&gt;Him : Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ugh..No..i mean&lt;br /&gt;Him : accompany you to the party?&lt;br /&gt;Me : sort of..yeah..You mind?&lt;br /&gt;Him : No..&lt;br /&gt;Me : Really?&lt;br /&gt;Him : Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Me : Wow...Me Adrianne? with You Zachary&lt;br /&gt;Him : Yeah Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I'm the total loser and you're Like Calvin Klein's Jeans...Hot and popular&lt;br /&gt;Him : Compliment or insult?&lt;br /&gt;Me : LOL compliment&lt;br /&gt;Him : okay..=D i have to go bye ... ttyl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG issit really happening?&lt;br /&gt;wait&lt;br /&gt;let me rewind..&lt;br /&gt;Him : yeah you were wondering?&lt;br /&gt;Me : If you would like to be my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Him : Boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ugh..No..i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend??&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;he was really expecting to have a relationship with me..xD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love to say yes but i was too blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you sam was my neighhhbour rightt?? well i always climb the tree just to get into her room..here it goes xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was sleeping&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Me : Sam!&lt;br /&gt;Sam : yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Me : I'm going with Zach&lt;br /&gt;Sam : * thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;Me : Bitch larh you not happy?&lt;br /&gt;Sam : woohooo...so happy for you *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;Me : ugh..what kind of friend or should i say fried ........are you..&lt;br /&gt;Sam : Blar blar..&lt;br /&gt;Me : bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is very very ..*TOOOTTT**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-3182669828399021994?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/3182669828399021994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/07/forever-and-always.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/3182669828399021994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/3182669828399021994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/07/forever-and-always.html' title='Forever and Always'/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SmBbCCM9ocI/AAAAAAAAAyA/v8igV2MlcNo/s72-c/friends_by_boogerheadfggt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2701723889617638384.post-4345482698818158879</id><published>2009-07-15T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.562-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey I'm Carly ..&lt;br /&gt;i am 17&lt;br /&gt;quite old but young..&lt;br /&gt;i have this sweet boyfriend who i'm with.&lt;br /&gt;his name is Eric.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a story about my love/miserable life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a year end party where everyone came to Amanda Spooch's house and dressed up like animals not literally i mean with all the mini skirts and all yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to show up there with Eric.&lt;br /&gt;He end up over sleeping .&lt;br /&gt;I was not mad of him.&lt;br /&gt;He called me and told me he was sorry and that he was sick terribly.&lt;br /&gt;I forgive him.&lt;br /&gt;We talked and talked the whole night and end up not sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Next day, i had a date with Eric at the Smoothie Shop .&lt;br /&gt;Eric was awesomely dressed in a suit. while i was wearing a Cocktail Dress.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the park and had a roll-a-thon&lt;br /&gt;We kissed after that he blind folded me and he took me to  a restricted park&lt;br /&gt;He said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric : Lets Go Carly..its safe&lt;br /&gt;Carly: Are you Sure?&lt;br /&gt;Eric : yeap&lt;br /&gt;Carly : okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspected something surprising and i saw red roses all over  and a Table for two .&lt;br /&gt;and the police came and asked whats going on? this is a restricted park .&lt;br /&gt;Eric said It was a romantic dinner..&lt;br /&gt;The police hand cuffed him and took him to court the next day&lt;br /&gt;i cried all night last night.&lt;br /&gt;He did that just for me and had to risked his life.&lt;br /&gt;When i came to the court they were already discussing something.&lt;br /&gt;He shouted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric : Why are hand cuffing me when you're asking me question?&lt;br /&gt;White Hair Person : You're guilty&lt;br /&gt;Eric : What is so guilty of having a romantic dinner?&lt;br /&gt;White hair person : it was very clear that it was a restricted park&lt;br /&gt;Eric: then whats the use of having that park?&lt;br /&gt;WHP : For some reasons&lt;br /&gt;Eric : Do you have a wife?&lt;br /&gt;WHP : yeah why?&lt;br /&gt;Eric : Would you want to make your wife love you more? and doing anything just to make her love you is awesome . Feeling the love that you're giving to her.&lt;br /&gt;WHP : ..&lt;br /&gt;Eric : How i love carly that much is what made me do the risking problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric : I'm innocent&lt;br /&gt;WHP : Fine you're innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[LOL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved each other more and  more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i loved eric that much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Aisyah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-4345482698818158879?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/4345482698818158879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-im-carly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4345482698818158879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/4345482698818158879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-im-carly.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-6798322692856525254</id><published>2009-06-30T00:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carrying a book all around the school with a non - silent mode phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom called and told me hello son, we have a trouble situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dropped my books and went to janitor closet and saw a rope....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew is my name, a tragedy happened to my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;13 is my age. and lonely i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it happened when it all started when mom and dad started to nag about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy : Hey Amy .&lt;br /&gt;Amy : Hey Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;Andy : hows life at home?&lt;br /&gt;Amy : My Mom told me you had a brand new garage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amy was my friend my closest friend.&lt;br /&gt;we have no interest in love until an australian girl  came to our school ..&lt;br /&gt;she was beautiful ..&lt;br /&gt;but when the bell ring i rushed home and told mom and dad about my life.&lt;br /&gt;They were shocked and said i was too stupid to love her.&lt;br /&gt;My mom shouted at me " HONEY WE NEVER LOVED SOMEONE WHEN WE'RE YOUNG!"&lt;br /&gt;i freeze in time and saw mom and dad fighting with angry faces and eyebrows different shaped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heated time back and ran to my room and Amy called me with a different tone on her voice.&lt;br /&gt;she told me to come to her house now.&lt;br /&gt;i ran there with my bag full of books and ipod&lt;br /&gt;Amy waited happily at the front gate.&lt;br /&gt;i stopped running and walked slowly there. She shouted " oh you silly andrew , come here ".&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;the australian girl came out of the house and said hello .&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, her name was Adrianna.&lt;br /&gt;Anna for short.&lt;br /&gt;Anna showed me her picture.&lt;br /&gt;but i wondered  there was no adult beside her or near her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna : thats me when i was small&lt;br /&gt;Andy : owh..wheres your family ?&lt;br /&gt;Anna : Owh? it was crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back home and saw mom with a rope that was stained with blood , kinda to think of it i thought it was blood but was just red paint.&lt;br /&gt;Dad was smiling away.&lt;br /&gt;with a scary look in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carrying a book all around the school with a non - silent mode phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom called and told me hello son, we have a trouble situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dropped my books and went to janitor closet and saw a rope....&lt;/span&gt;and a chair..i stand on the chair and took the rope tied it around my neck and the strong wind from hell blew the chair down and i saw fire all around me..&lt;br /&gt;i saw the ball and saw amy crying with a shed of tear. and Anna was smiling away at the funeral can't to think of it , she maybe the devil and i maybe the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its stupid was bored..&lt;br /&gt;i made that story cause theres this movie .." drag me to hell" its coming soon on my birthday so yea..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-6798322692856525254?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/6798322692856525254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/06/carrying-book-all-around-school-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6798322692856525254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/6798322692856525254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/06/carrying-book-all-around-school-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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-2701723889617638384.post-5762608568248469587</id><published>2009-06-30T00:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:54:50.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stories'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Harlow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today NO STUDYING..&lt;br /&gt;Except for BM.&lt;br /&gt;anyway lets tell a bit of a story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sipped a drink from my cup when mum said hurry up..&lt;br /&gt;i ran down and saw mum talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;I took the car keys and drove myself to school.&lt;br /&gt;Hey I'm Elysha I'm 16 going on 17.&lt;br /&gt;I'm single and will always be.&lt;br /&gt;My best friend's name is Matt ,Yes its a guy.&lt;br /&gt;We have been schooling together for well..the rest of our life.&lt;br /&gt;My Mum and His Dad were Best friends.&lt;br /&gt;They have been working together after the marriage with my mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;They work in the same company..and partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt was my only friend but when he introduced me to his pet Bunny Exotic Sophia .&lt;br /&gt;Sophia is mine now. Cause Matt had a new pet iguana.&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;lets begin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to school i saw Matt in his Porsche'.&lt;br /&gt;I called him using my phone.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't pick up and i saw a girl sitting beside him.&lt;br /&gt;When i reached to school and stepped out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;It has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya this year is a new year.&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;I have not seen Matt for 1 month cause of he went camping in Russia.&lt;br /&gt;So do not know what happen to him.&lt;br /&gt;Saw him making out with this hot girl.&lt;br /&gt;The Hot girl was Emily Rose.&lt;br /&gt;She was the popular girl in J.K High School&lt;br /&gt;Matt was an unknown guy last year but did not what happened last year.&lt;br /&gt;I went there and said hello to Matt.&lt;br /&gt;Matt said hello to me back&lt;br /&gt;but Emily said " Come on babe, lets go to the locker ."&lt;br /&gt;I walked across the hall and took my books out from my locker.&lt;br /&gt;Mine was next to Matt.&lt;br /&gt;Matt was making out with Em there.&lt;br /&gt;i just ignored them.&lt;br /&gt;So i walked to class.&lt;br /&gt;It was Chemistry then.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting beside Matt and Em was sitting in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;Em said the F word to me cause i was sitting beside him.&lt;br /&gt;She was Jealous .&lt;br /&gt;After school, Em went back early for her stupid swimming class.&lt;br /&gt;I had a conversation with Matt.&lt;br /&gt;it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; Hey Matt&lt;br /&gt;Matt : Hey Ely , sorry didn't tell you that i got coupled with Emily . i saw her during camp. She was nice and cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; You mean hot..&lt;br /&gt;Matt : Sort of.. o come on..be happy is not that you're jealous of me..Are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; No..we're friends..yea i guess so..sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Matt : Oh Hell Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this story is going to be in Matt now.So his talking while i'm being myself without talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i'm Matt&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A secret is in me now.&lt;br /&gt;I got coupled with Em cause i want Ely to get jealous but it didn't work i guess&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting with Ely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Elysha &lt;/span&gt;: Hey Matt&lt;br /&gt;Matt : Hey Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Elysha  :&lt;/span&gt;Love?&lt;br /&gt;Matt : Oops sorry wrong person..wanted to send that to Em.sorry( actually it wasn't suppose to sent to Em)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Elysha  &lt;/span&gt;:  oh never mind. So what are you doing Matt?&lt;br /&gt;Matt : Oh practicing my guitar playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Elysha  &lt;/span&gt;: haha okay..How is Uncle Andrew?&lt;br /&gt;Matt : You mean my dad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Elysha  &lt;/span&gt;: Fuck yeah&lt;br /&gt;Matt : AHHA awesome man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Elysha  &lt;/span&gt;: LOL Got to go..Bye Matt! &lt;3!  style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fucking School.&lt;br /&gt;Vulgar words are contained so beware &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bitches&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;Em met up at my house and gave me a good morning kiss.&lt;br /&gt;And went on the car..&lt;br /&gt;Em was telling me a stupid story about her swimming class how she got highest blar blar blar.&lt;br /&gt;so move on to Ely.&lt;br /&gt;Ely walked by and i said hi.&lt;br /&gt;she just smiled. So that was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Em was slapping me and a sudden kiss on the cheek saying goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;she's going to her biology class while i'm having art with Ely.&lt;br /&gt;I walked with Ely , we were laughing like hell talking about my dad and her dad.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh good times.&lt;br /&gt;Just got to love it...&lt;br /&gt;Ely told me what she did during holidays.&lt;br /&gt;She went out with her family went to a shop call Factory of Japanese Food. LOL? xD&lt;br /&gt;i miss having fun with her.&lt;br /&gt;during art class i sat beside Chuckie ( a weirdo )&lt;br /&gt;Ely was the model.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;she had to sit still but she couldn't help herself laughing all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And teacher gave her rest.&lt;br /&gt;we had fun but art class ended so .&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality. Em was waiting at the door .. During break.. I was SMS -ing Ely ..&lt;br /&gt;without Em knowing. She thought it was my mum lol&lt;br /&gt;what &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fucking stupid bitch&lt;/span&gt; Emily.&lt;br /&gt;Em went back with her dad , she had to go to Therapy lol..no lah.&lt;br /&gt;.she went to have dinner Ely walked home cause her driver took her car to the mechanic shop.&lt;br /&gt;so i offer her a ride home Of course she said yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Porsche is too sexy for her to say no.xD on the way home..&lt;br /&gt;Ely told me about her pet which was mine.. suddenly My dad called me.&lt;br /&gt;So Ely went out to have a walk .&lt;br /&gt;Cause my dad had a long conversation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt :&lt;/span&gt; I'm with Elysha ..&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Is she okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt :&lt;/span&gt; Of Course lah&lt;br /&gt;Dad : Make sure you take care of her okay? she's like my other daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt :&lt;/span&gt; Lol okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it wasn't long so Ely came back after 5 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;Ely and i had a walk around the park.. she got sleepy and she hold my arms..and looked up and said " I'm tired. "  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkChmPglGJI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-0iRwMcmWdU/s1600-h/Love_by_FF69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkChmPglGJI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-0iRwMcmWdU/s320/Love_by_FF69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350454035686430866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt awesome..&lt;br /&gt;we sat on a bench and she had a nice nap on my shoulderr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCiY5bDTRI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/VjxKeMW2-yw/s1600-h/Picture_of_Love_by_carunderwater_x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCiY5bDTRI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/VjxKeMW2-yw/s320/Picture_of_Love_by_carunderwater_x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350454905930992914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mom called so it disturbed her nap on my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i sent her back..&lt;br /&gt;while driving..she slept and fell on my lap..&lt;br /&gt;AWWW..&lt;br /&gt;i love herr.&lt;br /&gt;THAT MUCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said goodbyee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENOUGH MY TURN : Ely&lt;br /&gt;FINE : Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;br /&gt;he talks to much..&lt;br /&gt;what did he talked about?&lt;br /&gt;was it about the park..&lt;br /&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;Aww.&lt;br /&gt;i wish he knows that i love him so much..&lt;br /&gt;i bet he didn't felt the grossness&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;My dad had a divorce with my mum..&lt;br /&gt;so sad..&lt;br /&gt;now i have to be all alone with Matt..&lt;br /&gt;cause my mum and his dad are going on a business trip in Paris..so yea..his mum has been working in London for 14 years..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;we had a week off at school ...&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;me and matt spend time at the Cafe Huh?&lt;br /&gt;the Beatles rocked there..&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;we had a talk..&lt;br /&gt;and it was like&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCv7omTiII/AAAAAAAAAw4/wBki_oV6Ens/s1600-h/Love_Story___page_102_by_mistique_girl_olja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCv7omTiII/AAAAAAAAAw4/wBki_oV6Ens/s320/Love_Story___page_102_by_mistique_girl_olja.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350469796361373826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we already had our first kiss&lt;br /&gt;I told him i loved him too..&lt;br /&gt;We were hugging each other..AWW..i just loved that moment&lt;br /&gt;i sneak a capture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCmaAVUBvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/z-3kPitRZ1k/s1600-h/Hug_the_Rainbow_by_four_eyed_samurai.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCmaAVUBvI/AAAAAAAAAwY/z-3kPitRZ1k/s320/Hug_the_Rainbow_by_four_eyed_samurai.png.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350459323012351730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;this reminds me of our childhood..&lt;br /&gt;when we hugged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCmpbQMEGI/AAAAAAAAAwg/9CLgTOor4Fc/s1600-h/f008d13107ca1f2ed07fd5069654d1ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCmpbQMEGI/AAAAAAAAAwg/9CLgTOor4Fc/s320/f008d13107ca1f2ed07fd5069654d1ce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350459587936653410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i was taller than him then but now..he's like ten times taller than me..xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..but i don't know how Em is gonna take this..&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN MATT is hot&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER HOT&lt;br /&gt;when he was talking..i took a picture of himm..SUPER HOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCoa5dTByI/AAAAAAAAAwo/km79QRfRAIo/s1600-h/dougie_poynter_by_NiihPrincesS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCoa5dTByI/AAAAAAAAAwo/km79QRfRAIo/s320/dougie_poynter_by_NiihPrincesS.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350461537369917218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my turn love? ; Matt&lt;br /&gt;yea sure ; Ely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap we got together!!&lt;br /&gt;but Em is fucking mad&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;We had our second kiss..AWWW&lt;br /&gt;i loved it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCpIGBbcuI/AAAAAAAAAww/TheP8-7xuBk/s1600-h/kiss_by_oursilhouettes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkCpIGBbcuI/AAAAAAAAAww/TheP8-7xuBk/s320/kiss_by_oursilhouettes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350462313836802786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha..memories&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2701723889617638384-5762608568248469587?l=whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/feeds/5762608568248469587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/06/harlow-today-no-studying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/5762608568248469587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2701723889617638384/posts/default/5762608568248469587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenyoulovedme-syahh.blogspot.com/2009/06/harlow-today-no-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>Aisyah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11552286375696810573</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/_-0P-_F9Hexo/SkChmPglGJI/AAAAAAAAAwI/-0iRwMcmWdU/s72-c/Love_by_FF69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
