<?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-1320184549174665416</id><updated>2012-01-12T10:53:41.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sparkle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-5992615899265871002</id><published>2009-05-03T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T05:41:50.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>peads posting...hmm..&lt;br /&gt;kena berulang ke hkl la.&lt;br /&gt;wuwu&lt;br /&gt;doakan saya ye;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-5992615899265871002?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/5992615899265871002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=5992615899265871002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5992615899265871002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5992615899265871002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-7455084913566017607</id><published>2009-04-23T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T07:03:57.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ish ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;esok ade swatch sale kt jln sultan ismail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;up to 70%..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;for 2007-2008 collection..makanye sy bakal jadi gila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-7455084913566017607?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/7455084913566017607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=7455084913566017607' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7455084913566017607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7455084913566017607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/04/ish-ish.html' title='ish ish'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-6401135049329464698</id><published>2009-04-19T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:15:00.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>akhirnye.</title><content type='html'>after staying up til dawn,ive finally finished me'renovate' my online shop .ngehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to amin for the ideas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya all;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glossandheels.blogspot.com"&gt;glossandheels&lt;/a&gt; aka little closet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-6401135049329464698?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/6401135049329464698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=6401135049329464698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6401135049329464698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6401135049329464698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/04/akhirnye.html' title='akhirnye.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-221951700221405810</id><published>2009-04-19T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T10:06:19.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time shoots like light.</title><content type='html'>pejam celik cuti pon dah nak habis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n satu benda yang ligat difikirkan,&lt;br /&gt;cne aku nk handle online shop aku ni bile dah start semester?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wawawa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;macam kena teruskan je nanti even awalnye buat as business suka2 untuk isi time cuti.&lt;br /&gt;theres no turning back,teruskan berjalan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-221951700221405810?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/221951700221405810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=221951700221405810' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/221951700221405810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/221951700221405810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-shoots-like-light.html' title='time shoots like light.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-6556734897185076327</id><published>2009-04-16T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T04:26:35.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nad jom..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SecSsNPrStI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FR7FFGFjTkQ/s1600-h/lorealwa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SecSsNPrStI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FR7FFGFjTkQ/s320/lorealwa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325245635067857618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 april-one day only;)&lt;br /&gt;sape2 nk kirim msg me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year,as i concerned ralph lauren 100ml  only cost rm50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-6556734897185076327?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/6556734897185076327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=6556734897185076327' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6556734897185076327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6556734897185076327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/04/nad-jom.html' title='nad jom..'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SecSsNPrStI/AAAAAAAAAJw/FR7FFGFjTkQ/s72-c/lorealwa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-162860952817793945</id><published>2009-04-15T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T08:08:15.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bracess oooo braceeeesss..</title><content type='html'>ouCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like the MOST painful stimuli from my braket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but gud news for sure,im gonna de-born from this painful little steel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very very ssssoooon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayayaya~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-162860952817793945?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/162860952817793945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=162860952817793945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/162860952817793945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/162860952817793945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/04/bracess-oooo-braceeeesss.html' title='bracess oooo braceeeesss..'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-8965725489684401101</id><published>2009-04-15T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T08:05:16.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jom anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Metrojaya Warehouse Sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Products Offered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cosmetics &amp;amp; Fragrances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Handbags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Footwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Toys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Home Essentials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;22-25 April (Wed - Sat): 10am - 7.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 Apr (Sun): 10am - 7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Location&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;msa=0&amp;amp;ll=3.08048,101.546845&amp;amp;spn=0.037925,0.02841&amp;amp;z=15&amp;amp;msid=117855834348906094973.000458b8205e6131d49f8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stadium Malawati Shah Alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jalan Persiaran Sukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shah Alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;40100 Selangor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-8965725489684401101?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/8965725489684401101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=8965725489684401101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/8965725489684401101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/8965725489684401101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/04/jom-anyone.html' title='jom anyone?'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-6443996383108302443</id><published>2009-03-31T12:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:54:15.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i finally have found myself a job.yay~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;came across this idea for my holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;kindly visit my amateur online boutique .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;u wont regret it.;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;love u all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;click&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.glossandheels.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glossandheels.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;MY LITTLE CLOSET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-6443996383108302443?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/6443996383108302443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=6443996383108302443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6443996383108302443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6443996383108302443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-finally-have-found-jobyay.html' title='i finally have found myself a job.yay~~'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-4968757474884196095</id><published>2009-03-27T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:30:37.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ole ole dari pwtc dan euro moda.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScyAhDM1FBI/AAAAAAAAAJo/kuvLC92txns/s1600-h/DSC08345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScyAhDM1FBI/AAAAAAAAAJo/kuvLC92txns/s320/DSC08345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317766565300868114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScyAQ-g23wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fgXONXeQ4yU/s1600-h/DSC08344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScyAQ-g23wI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fgXONXeQ4yU/s320/DSC08344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317766289164787458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again my camera telah menunjukkan kebolehan utk memblurkan gambar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya dapat 3 batik n a few silk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi nak pergi mana banyak2 baju ni..?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-4968757474884196095?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/4968757474884196095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=4968757474884196095' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/4968757474884196095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/4968757474884196095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/ole-ole-dari-pwtc-dan-euro-moda.html' title='ole ole dari pwtc dan euro moda.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScyAhDM1FBI/AAAAAAAAAJo/kuvLC92txns/s72-c/DSC08345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-6938540332684534175</id><published>2009-03-27T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:15:58.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat tinggal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/Scx9FdJQf2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n7lDudnMO1E/s1600-h/DSC08343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/Scx9FdJQf2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n7lDudnMO1E/s320/DSC08343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317762792693989218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apak's annualy event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cepat pulang:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-6938540332684534175?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/6938540332684534175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=6938540332684534175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6938540332684534175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6938540332684534175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/selamat-tinggal.html' title='selamat tinggal.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/Scx9FdJQf2I/AAAAAAAAAJY/n7lDudnMO1E/s72-c/DSC08343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-9083742647349050307</id><published>2009-03-26T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:56:11.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first attempt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hi guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are mak n i first efforts at cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  The pics are not very sharp - I blame si sony. You know, Sony cameras are not ALL THAT jugak...for anyone who's looking to buy a digicam, I seriously suggest a Canon or Nikon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyesal..huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics outdoors tend to be good but once indoors....without enough light the Sony camera cannot deliver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tetiba je kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u guys.muahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJyR3jRmT3I/SIhF7_NznXI/AAAAAAAABCo/Jc0eb4u9Rwc/s1600-h/DSC01607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJyR3jRmT3I/SIhF7_NznXI/AAAAAAAABCo/Jc0eb4u9Rwc/s400/DSC01607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226504264447401330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-9083742647349050307?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/9083742647349050307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=9083742647349050307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/9083742647349050307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/9083742647349050307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-attempt.html' title='first attempt.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CJyR3jRmT3I/SIhF7_NznXI/AAAAAAAABCo/Jc0eb4u9Rwc/s72-c/DSC01607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-120731300944242203</id><published>2009-03-19T04:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T04:46:17.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kau juga merindui aku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScIvWLtl9EI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Y3FOnLmxwQs/s1600-h/1_961700878l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScIvWLtl9EI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Y3FOnLmxwQs/s320/1_961700878l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314862568398255170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yuna-Dan Sebenarnya&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;oh bulan&lt;br /&gt;jangan layan diriku lagi&lt;span id="more-740"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pabila,&lt;br /&gt;air mata membasahi pipi&lt;br /&gt;dan lagu2 di radio seolah2 memerli aku&lt;br /&gt;pabila,&lt;br /&gt;kau bersama yg lain&lt;br /&gt;[Dan Sebenarnya Lirik]&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;adakah perasaaan benci ini sebenarnya cinta&lt;br /&gt;yang masih bersemadi untukmu&lt;br /&gt;dan sebenarya ku mengharapkan&lt;br /&gt;di sebalik senyuman mu itu&lt;br /&gt;kau juga merindui aku&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ku enggan&lt;br /&gt;berpura pura ku bahagia&lt;br /&gt;ku enggan&lt;br /&gt;melihat kau bersama si dia&lt;br /&gt;oh ku akui cemburu&lt;br /&gt;telah menular dalam diri&lt;br /&gt;pabila&lt;br /&gt;kau bersama yang lain&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;adakah perasaaan benci ini sebenarnya cinta&lt;br /&gt;yang masih bersemadi untukmu&lt;br /&gt;dan sebenarya ku mengharapkan&lt;br /&gt;di sebalik senyuman mu itu&lt;br /&gt;kau juga merindui aku&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;pabila kau merenung matanya&lt;br /&gt;ku rebah,&lt;br /&gt;jatuh ke bumi&lt;br /&gt;di saat kau benar-benar mahu pergi&lt;br /&gt;seperti ku bernafas dalam air&lt;br /&gt;adakah perasaaan benci ini sebenarnya cinta&lt;br /&gt;yang masih bersemadi untukmu&lt;br /&gt;dan sebenarya ku mengharapkan&lt;br /&gt;di sebalik senyuman mu itu kau juga merindui aku&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ve just realised the beauty of ur lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;ehee&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/1320184549174665416-120731300944242203?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/120731300944242203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=120731300944242203' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/120731300944242203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/120731300944242203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/kau-juga-merindui-aku.html' title='kau juga merindui aku.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScIvWLtl9EI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Y3FOnLmxwQs/s72-c/1_961700878l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-6380641561428343134</id><published>2009-03-19T03:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T03:08:50.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the outcome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScIZXGZrnjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/znbxh2hwHeA/s1600-h/DSC08278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScIZXGZrnjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/znbxh2hwHeA/s320/DSC08278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314838394896621106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss its scone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-6380641561428343134?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/6380641561428343134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=6380641561428343134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6380641561428343134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6380641561428343134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/outcome.html' title='the outcome.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScIZXGZrnjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/znbxh2hwHeA/s72-c/DSC08278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-2449197900329896208</id><published>2009-03-18T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T05:29:16.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; OMG!seriously never expected this today! Seriously..i have a minor injury this morning,thot to ignore it by sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up with an intensely pain in my toes and a migraine to boot. Then, I had&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; roti &lt;/span&gt;and 2 tabs of paracetamol, and again trying to sle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;ep my pain away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up AGAIN and went to the GP nearby .&lt;br /&gt;I could not  bare it man...i walked, slow like a snail and sporting a throbbing pain again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still went anyway, despite me really not wanting to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;go in the first place.but after being insisted by mak,pergi je lah.heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;syaaaaaakit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScDol0_g85I/AAAAAAAAAIw/BOG7QUQaIbw/s1600-h/DSC07042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScDol0_g85I/AAAAAAAAAIw/BOG7QUQaIbw/s320/DSC07042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314503296875033490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-2449197900329896208?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/2449197900329896208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=2449197900329896208' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2449197900329896208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2449197900329896208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/ouch.html' title='ouch!'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScDol0_g85I/AAAAAAAAAIw/BOG7QUQaIbw/s72-c/DSC07042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-702593272902906122</id><published>2009-03-14T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T02:11:11.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wee~</title><content type='html'>saya ke phuket.&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/1320184549174665416-702593272902906122?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/702593272902906122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=702593272902906122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/702593272902906122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/702593272902906122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/wee.html' title='wee~'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-2658352083269491660</id><published>2009-03-13T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T03:05:59.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me talking about economy.hehe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScIY41xMQjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8tTIuHO4HWU/s1600-h/DSC08273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScIY41xMQjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8tTIuHO4HWU/s320/DSC08273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314837875035750962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the whole month of March, many stores are offering really good discounts to girl like me. I am surely going to be doing a lot of shopping this month even with this economic slowdown. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s no strong enough reason for us to stop shopping especially when the things we usually buy are necessities. Bags, slippers, clothes hmm – they are all our basic daily needs besides food and drinks kan.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the media started feeding us with scary news on the world going into recession and many people are losing their jobs, how many people have told you to stop shopping and start saving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I am the first person to tell you to continue shopping as usual. hihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that if I continue to buy blouses from mall, the makcik-makcik and kakak-kakak working in the factories can keep their jobs and bring back enough food for their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sense kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, continue on shopping my dear friends , women of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create the demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you decided to buy more trust fund units and shares today there’s no guarantee you can get short term returns. It might take 10 years – that’s if the world economy recovers at an impossible speed.grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the husbands, boyfriends and fathers out there please encourage the ladies in the house to spend as usual. It won’t do you any harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might help you keep your current jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the financial experts reading this blog please contest this. I was just making a wild guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all.&lt;br /&gt;muahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-2658352083269491660?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/2658352083269491660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=2658352083269491660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2658352083269491660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2658352083269491660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-talking-about-economyhehe.html' title='me talking about economy.hehe'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ScIY41xMQjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/8tTIuHO4HWU/s72-c/DSC08273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-7139244169939863992</id><published>2009-03-13T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:13:37.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>minggu sakit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbqGBjOXoWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cHcSFPWnX0w/s1600-h/1_609520740l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbqGBjOXoWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cHcSFPWnX0w/s320/1_609520740l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312706071630422370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                              doakan sony vaio saya cepat sembuh ye.&lt;br /&gt;                                                               die cedera parah;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s-dan hp saya juga.wAAAaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-7139244169939863992?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/7139244169939863992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=7139244169939863992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7139244169939863992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7139244169939863992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/minggu-sakit.html' title='minggu sakit.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbqGBjOXoWI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cHcSFPWnX0w/s72-c/1_609520740l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-147132015392676569</id><published>2009-03-10T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T03:33:17.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gift and friendship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbZAHG_FLlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oU6Hts7etO4/s1600-h/mak+n+apak+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbZAHG_FLlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oU6Hts7etO4/s320/mak+n+apak+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311503301408534098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="post-body entry-content"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am not used to gifts...seriously, I am not. Well, at least not anymore. And when I get an unexpected gift from someone, I am deeply flattered, regardless what it is, how much it costs or how big it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I realized that for a few decades before, all the gifts that I cherished were mostly from apak n mak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A music box that played Memories, a Barbie wearing cowboy attire,and a few others wearing dresses, rm100 for every A  I got for PMR, watches from baby g, elle, casio, swatch ,guess,dkny,esprit to an expensive one.and always a hp when it always becoming a faulty one.hehe. I got a birthday present every single year until i willingly dont want gift anymoe  for my 'bracess' reason.haha.(bajet money kan.hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another present I got and never forgot was a u2 jacket from my little bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thers, the only thing I ever received from them.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I remember a pink towel,pink bear and a pink shirt from my cousins.I kept it until it was old and full of bugs before I threw it away!hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a huge bear from hafzan  in 2003 i guess, one which I still have until today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbY-R5HHLeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qpZMtO1rVew/s1600-h/1_491786080l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbY-R5HHLeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qpZMtO1rVew/s320/1_491786080l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311501287639428578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few GREEEEEEN things from my beloved bestfrens for my bday which were a green flipflop,a green towel,a green shawl and a green bag with a green card!!haha.and they intently do so even that thy knew the fact that i love pink very much..haha.followed by a red things a year after.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbZAVJVkv7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/nQfNSdk2ad8/s1600-h/P241108_19.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbZAVJVkv7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/nQfNSdk2ad8/s320/P241108_19.59.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311503542557917106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;saja tawww!hehe.thanx.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the pink songket from a close fren too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a watch and a crocs sandal from the loved one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected anything from anyone...but it was nice to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now seriously, I don't make friends easily. I have trust issues and don't open up quickly. I thought that I would never make anymore new friends after I finished my university life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, somewhere along the line, I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that not everyone was untrustworthy. Not everyone uses other people to their advantage. Not everyone just takes and takes and takes. Not everyone just finds you only when they are in deep shit. Not everyone who talks behind your back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that not all good friends stay..for example i lost contact with few frens of mine back in a primary and secondary  school..yes it happened sometimes. So it's no use feeling bitter and hurt. Just move on and wish them happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that it is possible to make new friends. I am glad that I was wrong in thinking otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really remember if I took the time to thank all of them for their gifts. Or even if I ever gave something back in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another way of me saying thank you for bringing light &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in my life when I almost believed good friends don't exist anymore, much like the term give and take. Maybe someday, I will write about why I almost believed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will cherish ya all,&lt;br /&gt;ainananana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-backlinks post-comment-link"&gt;&lt;a class="comment-link" href="http://zaraingermany.blogspot.com/2009/01/gifts.html#links"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-147132015392676569?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/147132015392676569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=147132015392676569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/147132015392676569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/147132015392676569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/gift-and-friendship.html' title='gift and friendship.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SbZAHG_FLlI/AAAAAAAAAIY/oU6Hts7etO4/s72-c/mak+n+apak+5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-855757869754294760</id><published>2009-03-09T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:40:06.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a turning point for a low budget movie.</title><content type='html'>I watched Slumdog  milionnaire. It is based on the novel Q&amp;amp;A written by an Indian Diplomater, Vikas  and directed by a hollywood movie director, Danny Boyle. Personally, i feel it is a good movie to watch in term of appreciating what we have compared to what other has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director had successfully told the story in line with the value of the novel.even i havent finished reading it pon!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess never judge the book by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs,&lt;br /&gt;ainana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-855757869754294760?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/855757869754294760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=855757869754294760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/855757869754294760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/855757869754294760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/turning-point-for-low-budget-movie.html' title='a turning point for a low budget movie.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-1660759549734491939</id><published>2009-03-06T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:09:57.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>d massive-merindukan mu</title><content type='html'>Saat aku tertawa diatas semua&lt;br /&gt;Saat aku menangisi kesedihanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aku ingin engkau selalu ada&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin engkau aku kenang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Reff :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Selama aku masih bisa bernafas&lt;br /&gt;Masih sanggup berjalan kukan slalu memujamu&lt;br /&gt;Meski ku tak tahu lagi engkau ada dimana&lt;br /&gt;Dengarkanlah aku kumerindukanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Saat aku mencoba merubah segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Saat aku meratapi kekalahanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aku ingin engkau selalu ada&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin engkau aku kenang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-1660759549734491939?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/1660759549734491939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=1660759549734491939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1660759549734491939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1660759549734491939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/03/d-massive-merindukan-mu.html' title='d massive-merindukan mu'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-3967134340519229318</id><published>2009-02-26T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T19:59:54.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear u.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;why are u running awayyy?&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/1320184549174665416-3967134340519229318?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/3967134340519229318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=3967134340519229318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/3967134340519229318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/3967134340519229318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/02/dear-u.html' title='dear u.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-6950138554398695706</id><published>2009-02-17T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:01:00.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Lucida Bright;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;At this particular time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have told you my true feelings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;       That I feel for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;which i suppose to keep them all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;What I feel is true, you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;       But I know we can never be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;perhaps in reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;       Too many things to get in our way.&lt;br /&gt;sparse away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I can only dream of you holding me one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;       I think of you with every waking minute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;with a brilliant sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could share my very short life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;With you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;To u dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;what is in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;is for real but still in my illusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;helpless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sometime i am afraid you don't feel the same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;       And my heart will be torn apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;       So for now, I'll keep my secret to the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Let it grow in our own way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;In our own world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'll just keep Praying that someday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;       You'll take me by the hand, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Rescued me for this uncertainty of mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;       Until then I'll just keep loving you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;       And hope that one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We can get it through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-6950138554398695706?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/6950138554398695706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=6950138554398695706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6950138554398695706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6950138554398695706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-you.html' title='to you.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-6783529898224593743</id><published>2009-01-16T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:43:30.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"Tidak kesampaian kasih kita&lt;br /&gt;ku bawa harapan ku pendam rahsia&lt;br /&gt;ku dikejauhan mendoakan&lt;br /&gt;Agar kau bahagia tiada lagi duka&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Daku rela mengundur diri&lt;br /&gt;Ku pasti dikau kan fahami."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-lirik yang bagus.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-6783529898224593743?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/6783529898224593743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=6783529898224593743' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6783529898224593743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/6783529898224593743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/01/take-care.html' title='take care.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-1867736371911269439</id><published>2009-01-10T00:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:24:52.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obstetrics and gynaecology's effects!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhYO1UgvNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3BQB4HAlCxM/s1600-h/050120091832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhYO1UgvNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3BQB4HAlCxM/s320/050120091832.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289574774201171154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhX8G3WDRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-bm5AfwtD3E/s1600-h/090120091854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhX8G3WDRI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-bm5AfwtD3E/s320/090120091854.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289574452493159698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhXsjdg7xI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3QhA1jAQ6oo/s1600-h/1_212660767l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhXsjdg7xI/AAAAAAAAAHI/3QhA1jAQ6oo/s320/1_212660767l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289574185291542290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look even older and keding nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;hate it !urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets review my wonderfulsurgery and jkm time;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhZfzKNLHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qL6OBCfg2yQ/s1600-h/1_840259168l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhZfzKNLHI/AAAAAAAAAHg/qL6OBCfg2yQ/s320/1_840259168l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289576165190478962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhaQoE1eCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rrJm0Fe_yNc/s1600-h/1_947913588l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhaQoE1eCI/AAAAAAAAAHo/rrJm0Fe_yNc/s320/1_947913588l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289577004028753954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhaof9DBoI/AAAAAAAAAHw/If9jO7aQwLQ/s1600-h/1_635824350l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhaof9DBoI/AAAAAAAAAHw/If9jO7aQwLQ/s320/1_635824350l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289577414165464706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.i guess few months could really change people A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;love ya all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-1867736371911269439?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/1867736371911269439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=1867736371911269439' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1867736371911269439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1867736371911269439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/01/obstetrics-and-gynaecologys-effects.html' title='Obstetrics and gynaecology&apos;s effects!'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhYO1UgvNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/3BQB4HAlCxM/s72-c/050120091832.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-3988392714893340079</id><published>2009-01-10T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:06:54.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>will i be happier?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhWnEWMGeI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JS4aAPIt038/s1600-h/1_897175487l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhWnEWMGeI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JS4aAPIt038/s320/1_897175487l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289572991528344034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           i guess not these days!i want one vacation trip please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-3988392714893340079?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/3988392714893340079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=3988392714893340079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/3988392714893340079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/3988392714893340079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2009/01/will-i-be-happier.html' title='will i be happier?'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SWhWnEWMGeI/AAAAAAAAAHA/JS4aAPIt038/s72-c/1_897175487l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-362932584988128411</id><published>2008-12-15T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:49:39.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>benar belaka.</title><content type='html'>'less is more'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada benarnya kata mu itu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves,&lt;br /&gt;ainaszeme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-362932584988128411?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/362932584988128411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=362932584988128411' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/362932584988128411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/362932584988128411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/12/benar-belaka.html' title='benar belaka.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-3071745030835009290</id><published>2008-12-13T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T22:18:04.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>always believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUSkHjmNdqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sufesfEXFzA/s1600-h/031220081645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUSkHjmNdqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sufesfEXFzA/s320/031220081645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279525112906610338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in human rights.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in tolerancy.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in give and take.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in up-holding responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in honesty.&lt;br /&gt;i believe in true love.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUSk8c4SyII/AAAAAAAAAGY/Rb9nUdsDWuQ/s1600-h/30072008416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUSk8c4SyII/AAAAAAAAAGY/Rb9nUdsDWuQ/s320/30072008416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279526021636475010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in friendship.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in logic. I believe in realistic.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in practicality.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in respecting others.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the ability of human mind over matter..&lt;br /&gt;Mind this, we made our life the way it is now.&lt;br /&gt;When things has gotten out of hand or fall into the arms, I believe in fate.&lt;br /&gt;Is there's any contradiction here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs,&lt;br /&gt;ainaszeme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-3071745030835009290?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/3071745030835009290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=3071745030835009290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/3071745030835009290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/3071745030835009290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/12/always-believe.html' title='always believe.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUSkHjmNdqI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/sufesfEXFzA/s72-c/031220081645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-1940684487536001204</id><published>2008-12-12T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:02:20.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True love stories never have endings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUJ7B-sU6jI/AAAAAAAAAGI/25BY1q36Ydo/s1600-h/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUJ7B-sU6jI/AAAAAAAAAGI/25BY1q36Ydo/s320/DSC01728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278916987170646578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUJ6sHh_G1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/CYDUKZB4rwE/s1600-h/181020081462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUJ6sHh_G1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/CYDUKZB4rwE/s320/181020081462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278916611586071378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izas darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia, bookman old style, palatino linotype, book antiqua, palatino, trebuchet ms, helvetica, garamond, sans-serif, arial, verdana, avante garde, century gothic, comic sans ms, times, times new roman, serif;"&gt;The highest happiness on earth is marriage.&lt;br /&gt;and im glad that u re on ur way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-1940684487536001204?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/1940684487536001204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=1940684487536001204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1940684487536001204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1940684487536001204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/12/true-love-stories-never-have-endings.html' title='True love stories never have endings.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUJ7B-sU6jI/AAAAAAAAAGI/25BY1q36Ydo/s72-c/DSC01728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-7228416425970773519</id><published>2008-12-12T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T05:57:50.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>come back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUJt071azpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8B0BpeGbYWs/s1600-h/11122008944-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUJt071azpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8B0BpeGbYWs/s320/11122008944-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278902469414014610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the time is only through,&lt;br /&gt;i'd love deeply,&lt;br /&gt;so only you,&lt;br /&gt;your heart is all i ever seek,&lt;br /&gt;without u, it makes me all so weak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through days i see you highly shine,&lt;br /&gt;through days,ur heart's alwys in mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nights with u upon d stars,&lt;br /&gt;the nights sing too&lt;br /&gt;ure not dat far,&lt;br /&gt;n so i cherish each sec i share,&lt;br /&gt;n do perish sadness of pairs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until the time is only through,&lt;br /&gt;i'd be so glad with only you,&lt;br /&gt;until the days is gonna end&lt;br /&gt;ur heart for me is all dat's meant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur forever love,&lt;br /&gt;ainaszeme&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-7228416425970773519?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/7228416425970773519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=7228416425970773519' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7228416425970773519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7228416425970773519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/12/come-back.html' title='come back'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SUJt071azpI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8B0BpeGbYWs/s72-c/11122008944-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-2251930509141482482</id><published>2008-08-11T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T08:42:00.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life.</title><content type='html'>life is full wit ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..received an sms from my bestfren.,telling me sumthing that i dont like.&lt;br /&gt;well this is life..&lt;br /&gt;whether u gonna take it or leave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life...&lt;br /&gt;how could u be this complicated?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-2251930509141482482?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/2251930509141482482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=2251930509141482482' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2251930509141482482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2251930509141482482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/08/life.html' title='life.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-3175983448212866347</id><published>2008-08-07T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T13:07:03.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>counting down the days.</title><content type='html'>When im missing u,&lt;br /&gt;i fell the emptiness everyday,&lt;br /&gt;in my very ordinary day.&lt;br /&gt;without u with me on monday ,&lt;br /&gt;tuesday,wednesday and thursday&lt;br /&gt;the sorrow wont get away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i bare this in mind,&lt;br /&gt;that u always be mine.&lt;br /&gt;and even though u are one day further&lt;br /&gt;from the last time i saw u&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;i knew that..&lt;br /&gt;i am one day closer to the next time i will,&lt;br /&gt;...we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n come friday&lt;br /&gt;the day u re not away&lt;br /&gt;thanx to my dear friday&lt;br /&gt;thanx for bringing me back my strawberry sundae.&lt;br /&gt;it brighten up my day;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;thanx for the unexpected things uve done in a row.&lt;br /&gt;u have vanished all my sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u.&lt;br /&gt;its u to keep it spark&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-3175983448212866347?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/3175983448212866347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=3175983448212866347' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/3175983448212866347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/3175983448212866347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/08/counting-down-days.html' title='counting down the days.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-504616969882062657</id><published>2008-08-03T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T01:21:00.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untuk kamu part 2.</title><content type='html'>kamu,&lt;br /&gt;distance between us is not an obstacle...&lt;br /&gt;but rather a beautiful reminder of just how strong true love can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people that are meant to be together always find their way in the end.&lt;br /&gt;remember that.&lt;br /&gt;i love u.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-504616969882062657?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/504616969882062657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=504616969882062657' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/504616969882062657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/504616969882062657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/08/untuk-kamu.html' title='untuk kamu part 2.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-91007187160159734</id><published>2008-08-02T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T02:05:10.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terima kasih langkawi.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SJVwmp7X4LI/AAAAAAAAADw/Exn5eqxDaCs/s1600-h/DSC07780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230210351652921522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SJVwmp7X4LI/AAAAAAAAADw/Exn5eqxDaCs/s400/DSC07780.JPG" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SJVwmp7X4LI/AAAAAAAAADw/Exn5eqxDaCs/s1600-h/DSC07780.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At first,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know what I'd do without the past&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont want to see the future ahead&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont want to face another day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                         all i know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                           i have to heal it myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will let it go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;langkawi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is the destination i was heading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to heal my deeply ,slowly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;painless wound.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i thought i would never love again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at least not this fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i thought my life is over.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i thought im useless &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i thought im hopeless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then u came to me in my time of need &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I needed someone to look after me.,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taking a good care of me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u were there for me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ur determination impress me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ur attention melt me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cant help falling in love with u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the love from u is what got me through &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's because of u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now i have &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone to love to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone to hold to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone to trust of.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone to touch to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone to lean on to. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone to take a good care of me better than myself do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone whos able to wait for hours in ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone whos willing to cook for me for dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;someone that have made hukm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as nearest as kedai mamak depan rumah from his house&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's because of u ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hear to my own inner voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to my own need.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;frankly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i didnt expect that someone like u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly appear in my life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u said,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were meant for each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it stops my heart beat for seconds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hope it is true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;untuk kamu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;terima kasih.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kasih yang tidak terhingga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u have dried my tears &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ur love for me truly rescued me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's because of u ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know what is the feeling to be be loved and love someone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u really make me breathless,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with u by my side everything is all right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there is no more restless night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there is no moe loss of appetite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a lot of love word playing in my mind to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's because of u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im not afraid of the future&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in fact i cant wait to be a part of u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not a dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really not &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ure no longer a stranger in my heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no longer an unknown name in my heart,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but a pace that keep my heart beats so hard. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;untuk langkawi,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have followed my heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;my intuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you for giving us the greatest place &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for us to fall in love for each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to know each other better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we will come back as one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;insyallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-91007187160159734?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/91007187160159734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=91007187160159734' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/91007187160159734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/91007187160159734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/08/terima-kasih-langkawi.html' title='terima kasih langkawi.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SJVwmp7X4LI/AAAAAAAAADw/Exn5eqxDaCs/s72-c/DSC07780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-9219677036388082937</id><published>2008-07-27T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T19:51:46.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>untuk kamu.</title><content type='html'>We have only just begun to live,&lt;br /&gt;to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White lace and promises&lt;br /&gt;A kiss for luck and we're on our way.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, We have just begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the rising sun we fly,&lt;br /&gt;So many roads to choose&lt;br /&gt;u said u took the one less traveled by,&lt;br /&gt;the road not taken?&lt;br /&gt;And yes that has made all the difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we start our walking and learn to hold,&lt;br /&gt;to run.&lt;br /&gt;We have just begun.its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharing horizons that are new to us,&lt;br /&gt;Watching the signs along the way,&lt;br /&gt;Talking it over just the two of us,&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;Working together day to day .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the dawn comes we smile,&lt;br /&gt;So much of life ahead ,&lt;br /&gt;So much happiness waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu,&lt;br /&gt;We will find a place where there's room to grow,&lt;br /&gt;to love.&lt;br /&gt;Not to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have only just begun,&lt;br /&gt;Time will heal else.&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/1320184549174665416-9219677036388082937?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/9219677036388082937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=9219677036388082937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/9219677036388082937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/9219677036388082937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/07/untuk-kamu.html' title='untuk kamu.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-5598543277506407876</id><published>2008-07-10T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T05:55:38.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rintihan.</title><content type='html'>heyya.whew.after hectic days at tanjung karang.now,im home..lying in my room doing nothing..oh..i misss tanjung karang !the place i used to think will bring me misery .hehe.hmm.but yes,we used to miss something we not belong anymore but then not appreciating every single moment when we own it once upon a time.hmm.teringat sesuatu pulak;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm let me tell u of one theory of  mine,hmm i used to live by a theory that when the right man came along,someone that are worth waiting..we will like what fairy tale sais-happily-ever-after.hmm..maybe its true ,commitment only come when there is a right person at a right time.never work ur relationship on the side ,it have to be one of ur priority in life.u have to be open n honest with ur feeling. jugak because in relationship compromise sangat la penting,it comes down to give and take ,to what ure prepared to put up and what ure prepared to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because in live people may wait for u.but not going to wait for u forever.&lt;br /&gt;live ur life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-5598543277506407876?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/5598543277506407876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=5598543277506407876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5598543277506407876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5598543277506407876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/07/rintihan.html' title='rintihan.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-1998334140135688071</id><published>2008-07-10T00:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:30:44.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat tinggal tanjung karang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SHW6fBC9YSI/AAAAAAAAADo/0OhjSOVK3Tc/s1600-h/DSC07588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221284385025515810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SHW6fBC9YSI/AAAAAAAAADo/0OhjSOVK3Tc/s400/DSC07588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SHW571SkpVI/AAAAAAAAADg/4OhnWjZeWYI/s1600-h/DSC07567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221283780574356818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SHW571SkpVI/AAAAAAAAADg/4OhnWjZeWYI/s400/DSC07567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my last day.grieve here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-1998334140135688071?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/1998334140135688071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=1998334140135688071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1998334140135688071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1998334140135688071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/07/selamat-tinggal-tanjung-karang.html' title='selamat tinggal tanjung karang.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SHW6fBC9YSI/AAAAAAAAADo/0OhjSOVK3Tc/s72-c/DSC07588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-8224094122149474607</id><published>2008-06-22T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T09:27:00.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drama?</title><content type='html'>hello my dear peeps,its been ages since i post my jerk writing.actually,there s a story behind that. enuff said that i dislike drama on blogosphere/friendstersphere.Most of the friends I have on friendster are actually my cyber friends now.We met at certain point in our lives, decided it's worthwhile to keep up with each others' updates, added that person on friendster and moved on to having cyber contacts rather than the usual hang out/phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;Though some of my good friends that I hang out/chat/msg alot with are also on friendster, most of my friendster friends are classified as acquaintances/cyber friends.(There is nothing wrong with being acquaintances-its just a matter of closeness).&lt;br /&gt;I feel absolutely comfortable letting my cyber friends know about me-updates,photos and changes.I dont mind letting people know what changes I've gone through and so on.(I have to admit that sometimes I stalk my friends too).&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, the issues rise when some of my acquaintances (who I haven't talked to in AGES) suddenly making appearances,trying to preach me-telling me what I SHOULD/SHOULDN'T do.It doesn't seem fit to me since we haven't talked in so long-including on friendster!&lt;br /&gt;There are some things that I respect-others' privacy and their rights.I would not demand anything that I think am not worth for.I admit I changed alot but for someone who doesn't know me inside-and-out to judge and tell me what to/NOT to do, just doesn't seem right.&lt;br /&gt;Please, let's just keep this place at peace.Friendster is a place to make friends, not enemy.Its not a place to breed hatred.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.love ya all.much;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-8224094122149474607?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/8224094122149474607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=8224094122149474607' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/8224094122149474607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/8224094122149474607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-my-dear-peepsits-been-ages-since.html' title='drama?'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-5342268715350031449</id><published>2008-05-30T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T06:03:19.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>critical!critical!</title><content type='html'>A DOCTOR have to be both compassionate and brilliant - a rare combination.hmm.Found this today while aimlessly surfing (when I knew I should be studying instead :P) The site goes "What advanced degree should you get?" and you have to answer some questions before they formulate a result for you..Voila! Well at least the answer corellates with what I'm currentLy doing thogh I am very VERY unhappy with the turn that I've recently taken in my work since this past days..I AM BECOMING A PROCRASTINATOR!! I put off doing what can be done at an earlier time then I end up feeling overwhelmed (and stressed) THINKING of the amount of work waiting for me, make a solemn vow to get half of it finished A.S.A.P., switch on the laptop..then fzzzz! My mind is a blank. the closest example is,i havent finish reading my lecture note yet busy doing all the nonsense thing seperti balik rumah and berkaraoke bersama family.haha...ish.The worst part is that this cycle repeats itself over..and over...and over again like a vicious cycle that I can't break. ..hmph.enuff worrying!hope i didnt redo the same mistake again this year..but if that ever happened,wake me up guys..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the holiday mood, or the dry posting or maybe it's my priorities shifting, maybe I'm taking things for granted, or maybe I'm just getting lazy..I don't know...but I do hope that I'll find a way out of this SOON !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya all.muahs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-5342268715350031449?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/5342268715350031449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=5342268715350031449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5342268715350031449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5342268715350031449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/05/criticalcritical.html' title='critical!critical!'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-2873132143113599451</id><published>2008-05-04T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T07:48:27.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my salad day-part 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB3MfnI_aAI/AAAAAAAAADY/zS21PAbNzc0/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196534388510124034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB3MfnI_aAI/AAAAAAAAADY/zS21PAbNzc0/s400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB2npXI_Z-I/AAAAAAAAADI/TQZ00mNRj2Y/s1600-h/IMG_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196493874083620834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB2npXI_Z-I/AAAAAAAAADI/TQZ00mNRj2Y/s320/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB2m7nI_Z8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/KllSyRjnBUQ/s1600-h/IMG_0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196493088104605634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB2m7nI_Z8I/AAAAAAAAAC4/KllSyRjnBUQ/s320/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai korang.&lt;br /&gt;today not in a good mood of talking something serious.*happy mood*huu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jadi,harini ini nak tunjuk dekat korang2..my childhood pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB3K2HI_Z_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/6lmWrlQpPK4/s1600-h/IMG_0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196532576033925106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB3K2HI_Z_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/6lmWrlQpPK4/s320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196492671492777906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB2mjXI_Z7I/AAAAAAAAACw/ehoEUTviTHM/s320/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sebenarnya,tidak mudah menjadi saya.dilahirkan pada 1986.boleh dikatakan tahun itu adalah tahun teramai sedara mara saya yang lahir.jadinya,saya ini sudah semestila akan dibandingkan dengan mereka.dah lah lahir akhir sekali kan.(nov)..so macam semua orang menunggu lah kelahiran saya ni(kebajetan.huhu)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB2mXXI_Z6I/AAAAAAAAACo/pCLnezj6Qb4/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196492465334347682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB2mXXI_Z6I/AAAAAAAAACo/pCLnezj6Qb4/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tapi lain pula jadinya bila saya lahir.huu~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;arwah opah saya macam cakap kat mak dan apak saya-ape ke buruk sangat anak kau ni.macam KATAK je..what?KATAK???mak saya cakap dia selalu menanges lah sebab sedih mengenang saya yang tak berapa lawa ni.adoi..naseb2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dah la masa lahir tu hidung saya kemain la penyeknye.huhu.macam takde darah penang langsung .huhu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas tu apak saya cerita.tiap2 hari die tarik la hidung saya sambil berharap ianya akan mancung.lepas tu kan..saya ni masa dulu macam juling kot.ahaaha..sampai sekarang kot.ntah.dlan certain gambar kadang2 saya nampak juling gak.huhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lepas tu lagi macam gelap pulak tu.tapi takpe,saya bersyukur atleast saya sihat tak cacat semua kan.huhu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB2mG3I_Z5I/AAAAAAAAACg/Gl1RuRdF26E/s1600-h/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196492181866506130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB2mG3I_Z5I/AAAAAAAAACg/Gl1RuRdF26E/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tapi.kesian aaa mak apak saya..nasib adik beradik saya yang lain okay jugakla..hhuhu.tapi mak saya penah cakap,macamana pun orang pandang saya buruk ke ape ke,saya tetap comel dimata dia time tu..awww.time kacih mak..love u!.so ini gambar saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;love ya all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-2873132143113599451?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/2873132143113599451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=2873132143113599451' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2873132143113599451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2873132143113599451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-salad-day-part-1.html' title='my salad day-part 1.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SB3MfnI_aAI/AAAAAAAAADY/zS21PAbNzc0/s72-c/IMG_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-7503003986835500914</id><published>2008-05-03T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:49:53.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>**death**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;hello guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for my very long silent~been busy.wuwu.&lt;br /&gt;well talking about death...When I was 15, I read a quote from anonymous: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 8 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. There is no reason not to follow your heart. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SBzBtXI_Z4I/AAAAAAAAACY/GhQPWBwoy3g/s1600-h/1_768399174l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196241055128708994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SBzBtXI_Z4I/AAAAAAAAACY/GhQPWBwoy3g/s320/1_768399174l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about death,something i want to share with korang.my mak suddenly complaint to me that she had this kind of discharge from her nipple.and the day after few checkup,the doctor postulated that she might be diagnosed to have breast cancer and the best part was,the doctor have asked mak to go home and get her affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. (how could he scare mak macam gitu kan!)i mean like the mammogram semua havent been done yet but shes trying to scare her with those scary dying imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i admit being a human being..we are now dying rite?ish.u know what?after that mak seem to stay quitely in her doorlocked room and plan so as everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible.she said she dont want to say your goodbyes bcoz lots have to be done with a short period of time.she lived with that diagnosis all days.she keep thinking bout that til i feel the real depression i tell u.everybody ,apak called crying mak significant changes.few days after,accident pulak ..duh,dun know how to imagine that particular time i tell ! Later we insisted mak to see the specialist, and she agreed to see the doctor the following day.after much consideration and test.she finally diagnosed to have hormonal problem since the discharge came bilaterally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;huhh~what a relief!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see,how the misdiagnosed can really change the patient and the entire family itself.This was the closest experience of mak but i feel it was my experience for facing death myself! and I hope my closest I get my own one is a few more decades la btw.&lt;br /&gt;Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary!bare that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya all~&lt;br /&gt;nite nite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-7503003986835500914?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/7503003986835500914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=7503003986835500914' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7503003986835500914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7503003986835500914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/05/death.html' title='**death**'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SBzBtXI_Z4I/AAAAAAAAACY/GhQPWBwoy3g/s72-c/1_768399174l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-5512272433852187134</id><published>2008-05-03T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:14:57.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how to simply marry the wrong one;p</title><content type='html'>here some huge mistake for some -correct me if im wrong okaih:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Expect the other person to change after you're married.Never marry potential. If you can't be happy with the person the way he or she is now, don't get married. When it comes to the other person's spirituality, character, personal hygiene, communication skills and habits, make sure you can live with these as they are now.&lt;br /&gt;2. Focus on chemistry rather than character.Chemistry ignites the fire, but good character keeps it burning. Beware of the "I'm in love" syndrome. Even when the attraction is there, have you carefully checked out this person's character?Here are four character traits to definitely check for: Humility: Does this person believe that doing the right thing is more important than personal comfort? Do I want to be more like this person? Would I like my child to turn out like him or her?Kindness: Does this person enjoy giving pleasure to other people? How does s/he treat people s/he doesn't have to be nice to? Does s/he do volunteer work? Give charity? Responsibility: Can I depend on this person to do what s/he says s/he's going to do?Happiness: Does this person like himself? Does s/he enjoy life? Is s/he emotionally stable? Ask yourself: Do I want to be more like this person? Do I want to have a child with this person? Would I like my child to turn out like him or her?&lt;br /&gt;3. Pick someone who does not share your life goals.There are three basic ways we connect with another person: chemistry and compatibility, share common interests and share common life goal. Make sure you share the deeper level of connection that sharing life goals provides.After marriage, the two of you will either grow together or grow apart. To avoid growing apart, you must figure out what you're living for - while you're single - and then find someone who has come to the same conclusion as you. This is the true definition of a soul mate. A soul mate is a goal mate - two people who ultimately share the same understanding of life's purpose and therefore share the same priorities, values and goals.&lt;br /&gt;4. Pay no attention to that deeper emotional connection.Do I respect and admire this person? It is not the same as being impressed by the person. We are impressed by a Mercedes; we do not respect someone because they own one. You should look for qualities such as creativity, loyalty and determination.&lt;br /&gt;5. Choose someone with whom you do not feel emotionally safe.Ask yourself the following questions: Do I feel calm, peaceful and relaxed with this person? Can I fully express myself with this person? Does this person make me feel good about myself?Do you have a really close friend who does make you feel this way? Make sure the person you marry makes you feel the same way!Are you afraid of this person in any way? You should not feel you need to monitor what you say because you are afraid of how the other person will view it. If you're afraid to express your feelings and opinions openly, there's a problem with the relationship. Another aspect of feeling safe is that you do not feel the other person is trying to control you. Controlling behaviors are a sign of an abusive person. There's a big difference between controlling and making suggestions. A suggestion is made for your benefit; a control statement is made for the other person's benefit.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do not put everything on the table.Anything that bothers you about the relationship must be brought up for discussion. Bringing up the uncomfortable stuff is the only way to evaluate how well the two of you communicate, negotiate, and work together. Over the course of a lifetime, difficulties will inevitably arise. You need to know now, before making a commitment, whether you resolve your differences and find compromises that work for both of you.Never be afraid to let the person know what bothers you. This is also a way for you to test how vulnerable you can be with this person. If you can't be vulnerable, then you can't be intimate. The two go hand in hand.&lt;br /&gt;7. Use the marriage to escape from personal problems and unhappiness.If you are unhappy and single, you'll probably be unhappy and married, too. Marriage does not fix personal, psychological and emotional problems. If anything, marriage will exacerbate them. If you are not happy with yourself and your life, take responsibility to fix it now while you are single. You'll feel better, and your future spouse will thank you.&lt;br /&gt;8. Pick someone who is involved in a triangle.A person who is involved in a triangle is who is emotionally dependent on someone or something else while trying to develop another relationship. A classic example is someone who hasn't separated from his or her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People can also be triangulated with things as well, such as work, drugs, Internet, hobbies, sports or money. Be careful that you and your partner are free of triangles. The person caught in the triangle cannot be fully emotionally available to you. You will not be their number one priority. And that's no basis for a marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhuu~are u one of them?&lt;br /&gt;fikir2 kan;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-5512272433852187134?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/5512272433852187134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=5512272433852187134' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5512272433852187134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5512272433852187134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-to-simply-marry-wrong-onep.html' title='how to simply marry the wrong one;p'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-5093592065448536688</id><published>2008-04-13T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:32:44.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday mr shakespeare!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SAL4PUKMY8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BnUi3Y444pY/s1600-h/200px-Shakespeare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188982662677423042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SAL4PUKMY8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BnUi3Y444pY/s320/200px-Shakespeare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello everybody. Its been ages since I talk about Shakespeare to u guys. April day was Shakespeare’s birthday — at least most biographers believe he was born on April 23, 1564. Others believe it was a day earlier.but basicly his exact birthday is remain unknowned. Regardless, we want to wish old William well on his 443rd! uhuu~&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare… is known for the man with heart.for me..hes not just a legendery but he the setter for all the art in the world til this moment. Can u imagine for about four centuries after he wrote all his works, the his work continue to entertain and intrigue audiences around the world including me myself. Shakespeare’s genius permanently shaped the English language, while his knowledge of the human mind and heart speaks to us across the yearsss. It recall my art teacher words that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he was not of an age, but for all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;One may ask who is my favorite ........ why shakespeare ...... and the reason - one of his quotes I read last years actually started me on my quest of collecting quotations ,poem and gathering ideas for living my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What lies behind us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;And what lies before us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Are tiny matters compared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;To what lies within Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he also believed each of us is gifted with a quiet, inner compass which is available whenever we muster the curiosity and courage to look inward for guidance. An integral part of this inner journey depends upon one's attitude toward life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A man is what he thinks about all day long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it man that if one looks for the best, one finds it. If one seeks the worst, this becomes reality. As you read quotes or books consider this sobering truth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world in which you live must, over time, fit into the mold of ur mold expectation.yeah. it bring me the spirit thought out my living til now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some said im a bit melancholic by studying him and his work.but u may feel a sense of satisfaction.it is whether you are just discovering Shakespeare, or are simply eager to learn more about his life, his works, how they were first performed, and the times in which he lived,but I truly enjoyed exploring his poem. Each one is enlivened with great make-believe I tell u. . Some of Shakespeare's sonnets are touching, others are funny.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them may be telling, such as the sonnets devoted to extolling his love for a male, and the sonnets about an ugly(takla ugly sangat kot kan?okay ordinary la) woman whom he found irresistible-all known sonnet 18!heheBut it's always risky to extrapolate facts about an artist's real life from his or her work, especially poets, and especially poets who have been dead for centuries as many of the facts of his life remain mysterious.so,I actually dun know about his life back to 4 century ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Shakespeare's reputation as dramatist and poet actor is unique and he is considered by many to be the greatest playwright of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will be my inspiration for ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so guys..try studying him and u will know then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya! And miss ya all;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-5093592065448536688?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/5093592065448536688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=5093592065448536688' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5093592065448536688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5093592065448536688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-mr-shakespeare.html' title='happy birthday mr shakespeare!'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SAL4PUKMY8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/BnUi3Y444pY/s72-c/200px-Shakespeare.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-5114383080866630727</id><published>2008-04-13T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T19:39:08.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our dear long lost friend,sufiah yusof.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SAK49EKMY7I/AAAAAAAAACI/c1G2GPV4_dc/s1600-h/2376915058_e834a83687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188913079912260530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SAK49EKMY7I/AAAAAAAAACI/c1G2GPV4_dc/s320/2376915058_e834a83687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hi all!remember our brilliant sufiah?.i shocked with the reveal of her prostitucy by one of the journalist hm..last weeks..and with the technology here with me,i gogled her name and i found the &lt;strong&gt;news of the world&lt;/strong&gt; site.(click below okay guys,i link that site)but please dont see it if u might think,she is still a 13 years old innocent gal.haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm.sufiah..Sufiah Yusof.yes,she is the same Sufiah Yusof who was taunted as a math prodigy nearly a decade ago. At the age of 13, little Sufiah entered Oxford to pursue a degree in math.At the time she was the youngest student to read math in the United Kingdom. Malays in Malaysia went wildly excited since her mom is a Malaysian Malay. I believe MARA gave her a scolarship while she was there.Anyways In that link&lt;a href="http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/3003_hooker.shtml"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;I saw some saucy pictures of Sufiah. She is now a 130 quid a night hooker in Manchester. Guess a decade can really change people a lot kan.Going by the new name of Shilpa Lee,she is a far cry from the innocent jumper wearing kid we saw a decade ago. I should have been appalled by her career decision but the first thing that came out of my mouth was,“astaghfirullah".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;BUT Malaysian Missionary Foundation (Yadim) will try to assist former child maths genius Sufiah Yusof, now aged 23 and fending for herself as a prostitute in Salford,(manchester kan?)hmm.the minister said they would help the gifted girl to return to the right path through the &lt;strong&gt;"Save Sufiah Programme".&lt;/strong&gt;I still here cannot find out the real reasons for her to turn to prostitution, offering her services through the Internet .hmm.its beyond me. using the name Shilpa Lee It has been reported in the "News of the World" that Sufiah is now a 130- pound an-hour hooker operating from her dingy back street flat.The "Save Sufiah Programme" is headed by Deputy Minister in the PM's Department Mashitah Ibrahim who will come up with strategies to assist Sufiah as soon as possible.ntah la kan.from the other source our goverment will spent a large sum of money for this programme.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;once upon a time,Sufiah created news when she was accepted into Oxford University at age just 13. Her mother, Malaysian-born Halimaton Yusof from Muar, Johor, and her father, Farooq Yusof from Pakistan both tutored her and her siblings at home.However, Farooq is now in jail after he was found guilty of sexually assaulting two 15-year-old girls whom he home tutored in maths.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The point is,has anyone asked if Sufiah is a Malaysian? I believe the mother, who is already in the midst of divorcing Farooq, is a Malaysian. But is Sufiah?is she proud to be malaysian?I am not saying that we should only help Malaysians in their time of need. I am saying that we need to focus on what needs to be done at home for our people..now theres alot of issue need to be concern of pun kan.conflict is everywhere after the election.okay,im not saying that ,the goverment effort is not good..but really its a waste to just spent more that zillionss money just to bring one lost (malaysian?)little girl back.i dunno,the choice and the stand is still ur human right anyhow.this is the link-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/3003_hooker.shtml"&gt;http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/3003_hooker.shtml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i believe she is now bring less than nothing but just a misery to the whole malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;love ya all.muahs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-5114383080866630727?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/5114383080866630727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=5114383080866630727' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5114383080866630727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5114383080866630727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-dear-sufiah-yusof.html' title='our dear long lost friend,sufiah yusof.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/SAK49EKMY7I/AAAAAAAAACI/c1G2GPV4_dc/s72-c/2376915058_e834a83687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-5364276178222219512</id><published>2008-04-12T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T11:54:20.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*who-in-ur-heart task*</title><content type='html'>as usual.i sleep late,again.gosh,why i shud have to be this insomnic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it!&lt;br /&gt;actually a lot of things in my mind these days&lt;br /&gt;but i dunno how to write it in proper way,yeah after a controversial issue about love?cinta? writting.ive come to a conclusion that i shud be more sensitive and alert toward others!&lt;br /&gt;hm.simply say that i shud not be soo self centered,or otherwise i might hurt others feeling.&lt;br /&gt;so,guys i beg ur forgiveness!million apology to whom it may concern ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..today..let me see..hm..what have i done?ouh.attended a jkr family day.it was.hm..fun!but being me..i just need something more challenging,more exciting..rather than eating banana when sukaneka.com'on?!haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG,see!my mouth is run away again!(when u can really talk straight to the point AINA???!)&lt;br /&gt;sorry all;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now,this particular time,as i googled my net..and i have found this by encik bryan adam.well,AINA SANGAT SUKA MENGHAYATI EACH of the SONGS PUN!hehe.but hey,really the lyric is soooo remarkable and beautiful!true!two thumbs up for encik bryan-as i concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before reading this lyric..im giving u a task here..read it with all ur heart.and close ur eyes rightafter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.......................&lt;br /&gt;who did see then;p.&lt;br /&gt;good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;To really love a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;To understand her - you gotta know it deep inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hear every thought - see every dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;N' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;give her wings - when she wants to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ya know ya really love a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you love a woman you tell her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;that she's really wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you love a woman you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tell her that she's the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Cuz she needs somebody to tell her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;that it's gonna last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So tell me have you ever really- really really ever loved a woman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;To really love a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Let her hold you -til ya know how she needs to be touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You've gotta breathe her - really taste her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Til you can feel her in your blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;N' when you can see your unborn children in her eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ya know ya really love a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you love a womanyou tell her that she's really wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Cuz she needs somebody to tell herthat you'll always be together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So tell me have you ever really -really really ever loved a woman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You got to give her some faith - hold her tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A little tenderness - gotta treat her right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;She will be there for you, takin' good care of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ya really gotta love your woman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Then when you find yourself lyin' helpless in her arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ya know ya really love a woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you love a woman you tell herthat she's really wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;When you love a woman you tell her that she's the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Cuz she needs somebody to tell herthat it's gonna last forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;So tell me have you ever really- really really ever loved a woman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just tell me have you ever really,really, really, ever loved a woman? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You got to tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Just tell me have you ever really,really, really, ever loved a woman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people out there.do u have someone in ur mind this moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u have! hell yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;yes u really love 'that' woman;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite.love ya all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;p/s-so tade keje kan?ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-5364276178222219512?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/5364276178222219512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=5364276178222219512' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5364276178222219512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/5364276178222219512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/04/word-of-advice-from-encik-bryan-adam.html' title='*who-in-ur-heart task*'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-4003072277526435722</id><published>2008-04-06T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T05:08:19.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CINTA ,LOVE?</title><content type='html'>After neglecting my dear blog for days, I have collected enough emotions which leads to me scribbling down my thoughts today in Mic Words .i just finished watching cinta.actually did not plan to but since the boredom of the day made me turn on the laptop and played the vcd yang ada kat rumah ni.the best part was..the video sedikit oblique.hahaha(well,piracy...what shud u ask more kan?.hehe)anyways,this is the 2nd time i watched this movie..the first time with yas and adik ..miss those time.miss them sooo much;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay2..back to my real intention.C.I.N.T.A.i must say this particular movie is somewhat different. Plus, a love movie would revive my belief in all things romantic, I thought. Well fortunately for me, the movie did not let me down.even for the 2nd time. I enjoyed it thoroughly!huhu.Basically, the movie is about five sets of love stories involving intertwining characters (dgn bangunan twin towers sbg wall-paper nyer..hehe). One is between an old, retired school teacher who suffers from Alzheimer (excuse my spelling) and a kind restaurant owner. The second is involving a successful business man with a bookstore cashier girl. Another is the relationship between a young gurl who’s searching for her bf and the guy who helps her loyally. The other love is the love of a sister to her only brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last is about an architect who thought that he had it all, only to find out that things are not meant to last.Of all the characters, I VE TOUCHED most for Haris, the architect whose wife left him for another man (her ‘soulmate’, she claimed). How can it be easy, to leave your marriage, to leave your loving husband, even if you’ve met your ‘soulmate’? Will you not feel a dark, deep sense of guilt? How do you expect your child to understand &amp;amp; to adapt to a new father? Risking everything just for a man. Is it going to be worth it? The answer is beyond me. On the opposite side, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;what do you do when someone you love tells you that he/she doesn’t feel the same way anymore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A momentary state of dizziness and unbelief is sure, but how do you cope with the aftermath of the confession? If she is the one, do you love her still even if she has someone else? Would you fight to win her heart back? Would you remain hopeful and convince yourself that he/she will return to you? In the movie, the so-called conclusion for Haris’s conflict is this, “love is about letting go.” So Haris let go of his wife, knowing that she is happy with her new man.Come to think of it, what else is Haris to do? What is the point of him fighting for her when he knows that she is going to choose the other man anyway? If she stays, would she be happy? No. Then would he be happy? Of course not. There’s always hope, I hear someone says. Don’t hope that he/she will come running back to you. Hope that someone better comes along instead. Hope is just that; hope. You mustn’t let it ruin you. I suppose that’s why Haris made the best choice to set Airin free. Heh, all this while, I thought the cliché “menyayangi seseorang bermaksud melepaskan dia” adalah alasan untuk break-up semata-mata. Hahahahaha!Moving on, I recommend this movie to everyone. I will not touch on the other four stories as I don’t intend to ruin the surprise for those who are planning to watch the movie. I dare not comment on the technical aspects of the movie as I am no pro in that, but suffice to say MOST actors gave excellent performance (enough to touch me la)Okaylah, credit to the director also whom I thought managed to ‘bawa’ jalan cerita movie itu dgn baik. Hahaha, hope u get that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu.yes talking about love?love in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering...Ive been giving out hardcore, deep and philosophical advice and tips of LOVE to others (esp my bestfren)since..hm..i dont know when...but feels like i do it all the time....But the catch is, that particular area of my life is actually non-existant. Lifeless. Zero.Then who am i to provide those soothing words of advice? Why did i even bother, knowing about my own.(soory sayang i didnt mean it;()Coz it actually, in a weird and awkward way, makes me feel good about myself. I feel great when people smile coz of LOVE (well i hope they are after i gv them my two cents worth of thought).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea...it's true that sometimes some things need to be told even when u know ppl dont wanna know about them. But hey, LOVE is cruel, and complicated at its worst. So... a liltle 'warning' at the initial stage wont hurt, i reckon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a relationship blooms, I'd be happy too. I'd be soo pleased wif myself that i'd even do the zapin in the middle of the road. that's how fulfilling it is to be the love guru.Here comes my honest confession:Breaking up hurts. it hurts soo bad that i intend to not let others experience it. if i think i can help, i'd give anything to not let others to go through the self-destroying process called the break-up. LOVE shud bring joy and happiness. It shud give one a sense of contentment and motivation. It must be aided with sincerity and honesty. It shouldnt be polluted by break ups and oopppsss..... It just should not.&lt;br /&gt;So, feel the LOVE people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FEEL................ THE....................... LOVE.........................PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because im going down all alone again.haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*suddenly i talked about my love life kan?ahaha..n to my dear,no offense okay..just expressing it;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-4003072277526435722?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/4003072277526435722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=4003072277526435722' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/4003072277526435722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/4003072277526435722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/04/cinta-love.html' title='CINTA ,LOVE?'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-1512797020743712669</id><published>2008-04-01T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T01:48:58.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ive been tag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was reading my friend's blog when my name popped up..Apparently I've been tagged!ahaha.Now, I'm supposed to answer these list of questions and tag another bloggers..Oh well! Seems like fun kan?&lt;br /&gt;So, here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my bag-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my pink purse,ahaha and all the junk in it (i really have to clean up my purse one of these days)my handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my ipod.wah.need it like all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;chocolate need to take it when im stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and last but not least panadol!!!hee;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5 things in my purse-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the usual cards - bank cards, loyalty cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Driving licences,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;IC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my sayang pic,hafzan;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Loads of supermarket receipts of which I really have to sort out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5 favourite things in my room&lt;br /&gt;(this would be my bed room )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My teddy bear collections - esp suki and niko ulala ,and spongebob shayer.sayang anda semua ( i don't buy or collect them anymore.mostly its a gift. so,I just have keep them safe.ehee... as a thank you for being my best mate at nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My laptop.gosh,cannot live without it.u know kan laptop,ure such a great and gedik laptop everr.muahs. (apak spent a lot of money on it, and spend a whole lot of my time on it as well!worth it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ape lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my pink radio..wah.althou i ve got a laptop here with me,but i still turn on my radio, each morning when tidying up my room.althou it is almost 8 years old,i shud tell u guys yang ianya masih cantik dan comel sekali.ehee;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hm.hm.a green shawl given by gfs.love it.nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the pic of my sayang.muahs;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5 things I would like to do-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pass my exams .waaa takut! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wanna go to gold coast, please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wanna be a good holistic doctor.ehee;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Buy a house in penang and a few more after that? (property is the best investment)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and,get married kot?ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5 things I'm currently doing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh back to reality;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;reading notes.ayooo.bosan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;giving a frenster message to sumone.wuwuw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;seeing my cutie little cat playing with 'her' ball,uve grown up comot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;seeing but still not believing.thats what i am rite now.aish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eating.well i sadly announce that i lose my weight along the way.ive lost my appetite la guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmm.Anyways, i would now like to tag &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;aisyah and iyas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.ahaha.buat la kay kawan2.saya memang tiada keje.ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;have fun!muahs;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-1512797020743712669?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/1512797020743712669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=1512797020743712669' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1512797020743712669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1512797020743712669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/04/was-reading-my-good-friends-blog-when.html' title='ive been tag!'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-2478120925299960337</id><published>2008-03-31T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T06:12:06.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saya mahu twin babies;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R_Div7jaKKI/AAAAAAAAABo/eEE5uoqlbOQ/s1600-h/27032008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183892484171376802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R_Div7jaKKI/AAAAAAAAABo/eEE5uoqlbOQ/s320/27032008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183892827768760498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R_DjD7jaKLI/AAAAAAAAABw/fruTgkT-eFs/s200/Image728.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;heyya;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wah.take a look at my beautiful niece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;no wonder i dreamed of them,rupanye they really exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dejavu.kabooom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-2478120925299960337?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/2478120925299960337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=2478120925299960337' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2478120925299960337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2478120925299960337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/03/saya-mahu-twin-babies.html' title='saya mahu twin babies;)'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R_Div7jaKKI/AAAAAAAAABo/eEE5uoqlbOQ/s72-c/27032008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-1493351293390672040</id><published>2008-03-28T12:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:59:39.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>delta goodrem in my heart.</title><content type='html'>"Not Me, Not I" &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-1NMbjaKJI/AAAAAAAAABg/cRiRZz1Moxc/s1600-h/deltagoodrem_narrowweb__300x389,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182883622123350162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px" height="316" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-1NMbjaKJI/AAAAAAAAABg/cRiRZz1Moxc/s400/deltagoodrem_narrowweb__300x389,0.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mixed me up for someone&lt;br /&gt;Who'd fall apart without you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you broke my heart for the first time&lt;br /&gt;But I'll get over that too&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find the reasons&lt;br /&gt;Who can see the rhyme?&lt;br /&gt;I guess that we where seasons out of time&lt;br /&gt;I guess you didn't know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think love is blind&lt;br /&gt;That I wouldn't see the flaws between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Surprised that I caught you out&lt;br /&gt;On every single time that you lied&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that every time I see you I would cry&lt;br /&gt;No not me, not I, not I, no not me, not I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story goes on without you&lt;br /&gt;And there's got to be another ending&lt;br /&gt;But yeah you broke my heart it won't be the last time&lt;br /&gt;But I'll get over them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a new door opens we close the ones behind&lt;br /&gt;And if you search your soul I know you'll find&lt;br /&gt;You never really knew me&lt;br /&gt;If you think love is blind&lt;br /&gt;That I wouldn't see the flaws between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Surprised that I caught you out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On every single time that you lied&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that every time I see you I would cry&lt;br /&gt;No not me, not I, not I, not I, not I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;All you said to me&lt;br /&gt;All you promised me&lt;br /&gt;All the mystery&lt;br /&gt;never did believe&lt;br /&gt;No I never cry no I never not me not I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;If you think love is blind&lt;br /&gt;That I wouldn't see the flaws between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Surprised that I caught you out&lt;br /&gt;On every single time that you lied&lt;br /&gt;Did you think that every time&lt;br /&gt;I see you I would cry No not I,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry&lt;br /&gt;No not me, not I, not I, Not I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No not me, not I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-1493351293390672040?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/1493351293390672040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=1493351293390672040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1493351293390672040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1493351293390672040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-me-not-iyou-mixed-me-up-for-someone.html' title='delta goodrem in my heart.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-1NMbjaKJI/AAAAAAAAABg/cRiRZz1Moxc/s72-c/deltagoodrem_narrowweb__300x389,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-1689160083323338727</id><published>2008-03-28T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T11:57:23.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sayangness~</title><content type='html'>This blog is loong overdue. Ive just arrived at apak's hometown (midnite), after being away from here for quite sumtime(more than a year)tidak tmasuk last week la. penang, as always, is never the same from it was. New buildings, new roads... but it still smells the same.huu. The smell of fused curry and roti canai, nasi goreng mamak and oh god! my mouth is watering again...I didn't go to  my cousin house straight away, coz I thought it would be better to stay put in my room until I finish reading for my next exam (Which I have to say I failed miserably...actually, to think of it, I didn't do tooo bad considering the amount of studies that I did... haih).Didn't do much here.my cousin did drop by to say hello.Seeing abg cha and his wife  wit their little one was great. God, I miss the old times.... na haven't changed a bit.. still the pleasant, fun and forever a caring friend ... and ... she still picks a fight every time she sees me.. Missed them sooo much..my family, don't know if they actually realise how much I miss and love them. I like to think of myself as a loving person.. but growing up as 'ayong', I seem to put my 'love' out in a different way. My way of saying 'i love you', and 'I miss you' might not be very straight forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my little adik. He is soooo naughty (just like the rest of my bros), soooo cute adorable(just like me.ahaha)... sooo charming and I have to say, he is the smartest baby in the whole world! He probably didn't appreciate me much when I started teaching him the word, NO! aha,garang side of me... anyways... tell you more about adam later... syg you lil munchkin! muahs muahs muahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... oh apak.. couldn't kiss him more... would love to shower him with kisses all over his face... but hmm... have to keep a bit of coolness heheheehehehehe.... apak is as always... more on his supportivet] side but can be a silent man sumtime. Sometimes I wonder what he thinks when hes alone .. is he proud of his eldest girl? have I done enough? i seem not to talk to him as much I do with mak.lately hes been busy with darby park renovation enuff said that im proud of him.sumtime i think i really wanna be him. .but hes not enjoying me beeing an engineer.ahaha.Is it a daddy thing? wanna protect his only daughter?or is it me who are not strong enuff to be one? (I might be in trouble if apak reads this)... But if you do, pak... I love you with all my heart.ahaha.. I may not be the perfect daughter.. but I love you... You make me proud... I can't stop telling my peep how u alway made me happy (and annoy me at time;p)...i sometime have to laugh out loud with ur jokes.we can say goodbye over over and keep talking for almost an hour.gosh.. u re the greatest apak  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,shes my beautiful lady.hmm... I must have lost some of mama's genes along the way... She never seem to age, whereas I look sooo old without even reaching 30 (yet! ahah!)...haha.medic's effect i'd must say. I miss her sooo much.cepat bangun pagi mak!wanna hug u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;aizat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;what could i say about u,u re my partner,in everything,many had mistaken us ..thought that we are couple.enuff said,its so lawak okaih.haha.he owez be my company when ....is so busy with his life.huhu.my supir to hold all my stuff when im stress and need some retail therapy.my driver each time we going back home everyweek.,hes willing to come all the&lt;br /&gt;way from bangi to be my table mate for dinner.he's mypartner in everything.gosh.. love you, bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haziq&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..this young man,is a bit special,hes the pearl of our family.even hes a lot more younger than me,but sumhow me myself have to say that i respect him with all my heart.hes a brilliant boy with a look.hes the most fairest among us.i stilll remember when he was a little boy.many people hardly belief that we are actually sibling!ahaha.i love him so much.hes my inspiration.we shared a lot of story.and hes my favourite partner for a movie watch;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... i better sleep..wahh.seemed im a bit sentimental tonite.esok banyak program;)penang-kl.aish. will write again soon....Love ya, miss ya all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-1689160083323338727?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/1689160083323338727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=1689160083323338727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1689160083323338727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/1689160083323338727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-sayangness.html' title='my sayangness~'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-2047827643614356901</id><published>2008-03-25T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:26:36.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just tell me how to love.</title><content type='html'>huhu.so out of word.dunno what else to do.hmm..lets be dormant.&lt;br /&gt;*silent mode=activated*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-2047827643614356901?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/2047827643614356901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=2047827643614356901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2047827643614356901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2047827643614356901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-tell-me-how-to-love.html' title='just tell me how to love.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-2872668755726399664</id><published>2008-03-25T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:58:07.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome huh?</title><content type='html'>You Will Only Break My Heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your thoughts now baby&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's eating you alive&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your darkest secrets&lt;br /&gt;Clear up those stupid lies&lt;br /&gt;Show me what's there behind those eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know 'cause i can't face another day here in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of wondering when we're together baby where you are&lt;br /&gt;Why should i give you everything&lt;br /&gt;When you will only break my heart&lt;br /&gt;You will only break my heart&lt;br /&gt;You will only break my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your thoughts now baby&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's eating you alive&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your latest story&lt;br /&gt;What will it be this time&lt;br /&gt;Show me what's there behind those eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to know why you can't find a way to just let down you guard&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that love or what we had should ever be this hard&lt;br /&gt;Why should i give you everything&lt;br /&gt;When you will only break my heart&lt;br /&gt;You will only break my heart&lt;br /&gt;You will only break my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is too familiarI think we've been here before&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could believe youi see you down on your knees&lt;br /&gt;You will only break my heart&lt;br /&gt;You will only break my heart&lt;br /&gt;You will only break my heart!!;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-2872668755726399664?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/2872668755726399664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=2872668755726399664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2872668755726399664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/2872668755726399664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/03/awesome-huh.html' title='awesome huh?'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-409818291941519068</id><published>2008-03-25T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:41:42.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post exam-part2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jutLjaKEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TFSQ02F74-4/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181653831252584514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jutLjaKEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TFSQ02F74-4/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;howdy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes,im back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahaha.attended kenduri kesyukuran umno.(padahal perak kalah je.haha.its okay.orang jemput kite datang kan;p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes,where are we just now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh..movie kan?yes after watching movie tu,we headed for jalan ampang.makan cucuk2.waaah.seryes sedap..seronok2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after such a tiring nite,kitaorang pun apa lagi wall climbing la masuk k2.sorry pak&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jw8bjaKFI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZxKIWfiHOjk/s1600-h/DSC03211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181656292268845138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="339" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jw8bjaKFI/AAAAAAAAABA/ZxKIWfiHOjk/s320/DSC03211.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; guard ,we have to.plus its only once in blue moon we did so.haha.balik2..nampak katil terus ..zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sabtu-okay today,after angkut2 barang for balik.nik and me went to klcc.mula2 nak pergi ikea.nak sangat quilt.tapi sebab tersangatlah rushing for the dinner.i dun think we could make it,up to mutiara damansara.so,terpaksa la ke klcc je for some retail therapy.the best part was,SALES are here and there.but the worst part was,we didnt have much time.*down*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it ended we bought something from nafnaf and the mission for finding haziq's gift tpaksa dipostpone since a lot of requirement have to be considered.al maklum lah ,haziq my brother not like other teenagers who enjoy guess etc.hahaha.very the down to earth dis boy.so,susah gile nak carik.stresss!!yang boleh help cuma this one man.haih.tapi takpe.have to be independant this time;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jyjrjaKGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Dp7qmnW-pf8/s1600-h/dr%C3%9BGS007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181658066090338402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jyjrjaKGI/AAAAAAAAABI/Dp7qmnW-pf8/s320/dr%C3%9BGS007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;malam-dinner at perdana felda.this boredom dinner kan.wahh.make me yawning all the time.hahah.luckily,nik and me dengan jaya nya escaped from there using the back entrance.how mean we were that time(now dah jadi baik la.ahaha;p)but really i have a point for that,apak is coming and going to bring me home just after dinner.esok ada guest,very important guest nak datang n lepas tu have to rush to bukit jawi golf club.waaaa.imagine how my life would be.busy to the max,u see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but a lot more better than the exam la obviously.wuwu.make me sick exam itu.hhehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-409818291941519068?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jutLjaKEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/TFSQ02F74-4/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-7110964499209835172</id><published>2008-03-25T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T05:09:44.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post-exam.beyond my expectation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jcubjaKAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/1HzCnZtFhZE/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181634061518120962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jcubjaKAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/1HzCnZtFhZE/s320/DSC00663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!my nightmare is just ended up a couple of days ago.all day along my study week im dreaming of my cosy bed with my ipod playing all the the slow song to keep me sleeping.ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua tu cam takde je.worst come to worst,i yet didnt have my proper sleep since then.it even worst when last sunday i didnt sleep at all!why?????yes i keep asking the same question to myself..hmm.before that let me briefly tell u what i encountered this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday march 21-wah,today.yes this particular day is the most horrible day ever.get only 1 hour sleep before my paper.imagine la..how awful i looked like,haha.answering all my neuroscience question with the freedom spirit afterward.whew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak cukup lagi.right after exam.ada hati lagi nak berliburan with everybody.sinc&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jrSrjaKDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/y2ptzXHqjd0/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181650077451167794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jrSrjaKDI/AAAAAAAAAAw/y2ptzXHqjd0/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e ive planned to go back on sunday.accompanying my brother and apak to bukit jawi golf club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that day.ktorang took 3 hours time to sing like we never sing before,its a relieve i'd must say.seryes,tak pernah yelling that kind of way.seryyes feel like we re in a konsert.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semua lagu susah ktorang sapu..dari lagu avril,rihanna til dato m daud kilau pun ktorg sapu.haha.&lt;br /&gt;then,we rushed for our marathon movie at mbo(yes yas,ure right).our first movie,hmm.spiderwick.all i could say is-wow!nice story.it displays a lighter touch than other fantasy films of this nature, meaning that its thrills are all the more unexpected yang paling penting more and effective. And they re living in the woods beyond the house are a murderous ogre and other mystical creatures. hm i wonder how could they imagine it greatly.5 stars for u MARK WATERS!i'd must say,this is the first movie that can ever challenge the book itself.'the spiderwick cronicles'setanding orang kata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that,kitaorang tengok 27 dresses.wah.this movie kan, It also belongs to the subset of wedding comedies where the lead character reluctantly participates in someone else's wedding .If there were such a thing as a professional bridesmaid, Jane.would have the job. The 27 dresses of the title refer to all the gowns she has worn as maid of honor. She also p&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jdx7jaKBI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Om0z7ySg1Dc/s1600-h/27_dresses_movie_image_james_marsden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181635221159290898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jdx7jaKBI/AAAAAAAAAAg/Om0z7ySg1Dc/s200/27_dresses_movie_image_james_marsden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ersonifies the phrase "Always a bridesmaid, never a bride" - a line the movie almost refrains from using.the story starts when charming sister marry the man of Jane's dreams.but later Jane find her love hm..sape eh the guy name.ha.kevin!but they spend their first encounters arguing but they have that ineffable quality called chemistry. They click. When she smiles at him and he smiles at her,ouh gile la sweet,we smiled too.ahahaha.al in all the story sangat2 sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayla .sambung my story afterward ye.penatlak nak cerita;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-7110964499209835172?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/7110964499209835172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=7110964499209835172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7110964499209835172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/7110964499209835172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-exambeyond-my-expectation.html' title='post-exam.beyond my expectation.'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/R-jcubjaKAI/AAAAAAAAAAY/1HzCnZtFhZE/s72-c/DSC00663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1320184549174665416.post-8723368774212094605</id><published>2008-03-25T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T02:21:28.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hye everyone;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My... this has been a hectic months... loads of things to write to study,to do.. but unfortunately not enough time. Sometimes it feels like I need more than 24 hours a day.... maybe it's just me being disorganised... but most of the time i feel like I'm always rushing and doing something.Anyways.. I am soooo happy... this week I received smsS and friendster msgs from old friends.... and my cazen a few weeks back.thanks you everyone... it is a pleasure to be back in touch.... thank you for your remembrance and kind words... i have missed you all terribly, but me being me... always terrible when it comes to sending people news. I hope we will keep in touch this time...and keep the news coming~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;loadsoflove,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ainaszeme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1320184549174665416-8723368774212094605?l=sparkling911.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/feeds/8723368774212094605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1320184549174665416&amp;postID=8723368774212094605' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/8723368774212094605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1320184549174665416/posts/default/8723368774212094605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sparkling911.blogspot.com/2008/03/hye-everyone.html' title='hye everyone;)'/><author><name>sparkling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15179177683587751310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxfD8IzAyW4/ShAdpUKnjEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5MHHq5PjmUY/S220/murakami_flower_ball.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
