<?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-2308588001420075454</id><updated>2011-12-30T03:33:50.282+08:00</updated><category term='glutemus maximus :))'/><category term='typical lahh you'/><category term='sad'/><category term='sw0902'/><category term='bestest daddy on earth'/><category term='bbdc here i come'/><category term='things just ain&apos;t the way i wanted'/><category term='listless juu'/><category term='the lover :DD'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='2011'/><category term='mugging'/><category term='sense of responsibility'/><category term='karma'/><category term='love my dendeng'/><category term='love these people'/><category term='we&apos;re not looking at the same direction'/><category term='stress week'/><category term='FRIDAY'/><category term='teacher&apos;s day'/><category term='memorable day :25 may 0&apos;9'/><category term='you can do it'/><category term='missyou'/><category term='HS. pics'/><category term='hello legalisation'/><category term='sports sci'/><category term='presentation'/><category term='aisyah'/><category term='lecture room 5'/><category term='JULaiHA'/><category term='geek.in.me'/><category term='im disappointed in me'/><category term='loveezamlove'/><category term='love conquers all'/><category term='familiar place'/><category term='enjoy lurh sehh'/><category term='everlasting friendship :)'/><category term='giving up on this family'/><category term='choco cream chip frapp'/><category term='imma confused girl'/><category term='will there a &quot;we&quot; this time round ?'/><category term='too much riddles'/><category term='stalker please go away'/><category term='mix emotion'/><category term='true love... everlasting'/><category term='fatigue'/><category term='trust?'/><category term='single life rocks'/><category term='doubtful'/><category term='reading too much into it ?'/><category term='i wanna haf my sleep'/><category term='stalker go away'/><category term='silence'/><category term='ECP picx'/><category term='H1N1'/><category term='judgement'/><category term='that girl'/><category term='100 turth'/><category term='will our path intersect again ?'/><category term='if i forget'/><category term='dun worry'/><category term='me HEARTS 5N2'/><category term='shut ur crap up bitch'/><category term='im fine'/><category term='better off this way'/><category term='-juu-'/><category term='happymother&apos;sday'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='Teeeettttt... Teettttttt ....'/><category term='sedate ladies i miss you people'/><category term='complicated 4 mii :x'/><category term='Siti Julaiha Teo [chio bu]'/><category term='single laydee'/><category term='i love mr.Holiday'/><category term='forgives but never forgets'/><category term='shafiqah safiee is my ultimate girlfriend'/><category term='i love you people'/><category term='that familiar place'/><category term='stupid'/><category term='2009 hari raya'/><category term='i got to preach what i learnt'/><category term='julaiha.hazwani.bahirah.shafiqah.zahirah'/><category term='i cannot believe it'/><category term='looking forward for 14aug2010'/><title type='text'>Laydee JuLaiiHa</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>336</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3967133093456719716</id><published>2011-12-30T03:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T03:33:50.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><title type='text'>Post Created Dec 30, 2011 3:33:47 AM</title><content type='html'>2011, it's been a up and down year for me. A year I got burned and had lesson learnt. A year I made my hardest decision. A year I had the best freedom. A year I truly understand friendship. A year I got loved and hurt. &lt;br/&gt;Whatever it is, 2011 had taught me a lot. It's a heartbreaking yet enjoying year. &lt;br/&gt;Best part of 2011, I had the best birthday celebration with family and friends. I had my virgin holiday trip with my close friends. I got closer with my family members during the down moment. I made new friends. I pass my attachment. &lt;br/&gt;All best has it's bad also...&lt;br/&gt;Heartbreak of 2011, I lose a friend. I got this heart of mine burned indirectly. I made a final decision in giving up, on highschoolcrush. My trust crumpled.  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Overall, all these are part and parcels of life. I hope, I would be stronger to go through 2012. Wishing 2012 a great year ahead. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-3967133093456719716?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3967133093456719716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3967133093456719716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3967133093456719716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3967133093456719716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/12/post-created-dec-30-2011-33347-am.html' title='Post Created Dec 30, 2011 3:33:47 AM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3922365441711753967</id><published>2011-11-27T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T01:42:33.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;People seriously need to remember this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;My heart is not a welcome mat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;So,do not use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;Walk all over it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;Kick it &amp;amp; Leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-3922365441711753967?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3922365441711753967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3922365441711753967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3922365441711753967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3922365441711753967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/11/people-seriously-need-to-know-this-my.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-6493977143905474647</id><published>2011-10-14T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:58:37.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Oct 14, 2011 11:58:34 PM</title><content type='html'>Hmm... When I'm questioned why am I still a single girl? Instantly, it hurt me a lot. I do get this question a lot and I always dread answering them. &lt;br/&gt;Plus, I hate when people come to conclusion that I'm a high maintenance girl, I'm a picky girl. &lt;br/&gt;I'm not that sort of girl, there is just something that I have been keeping all quiet about. &lt;br/&gt;To tell you the truth, I'm not picky nor a high maintenance girl. I'm just a simple girl, that next door girl. If you still wonder why am I still all single up till now.&lt;br/&gt;Simple... I, Julaiha feel herself not worthy to be loved in any way or another. I feel that I'm not pretty or amazing for any guy to fall head over heels with. I don't feel as though I'm special in any way. I have always believe that no guy would fall or like me, love me. That's the reason why I'm still single up till now. &lt;br/&gt;Also, what happened in the past do make me realize that I'm not worthy for anyone.&lt;br/&gt;If I'm worthy, he would have made our relationship public and known. By this, it truly shows that I'm not worthy for a guy to love me the way I am. &lt;br/&gt;All I want is for a guy to understand this.&lt;br/&gt;Don't keep saying that I'm a high maintenance girl or picky girl. &lt;br/&gt;All I need is that one guy, to point up to his friends "that's her, my girlfriend" &lt;br/&gt;It's the simple wish yet the hardest to attain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-6493977143905474647?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/6493977143905474647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=6493977143905474647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/6493977143905474647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/6493977143905474647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/10/post-created-oct-14-2011-115834-pm.html' title='Post Created Oct 14, 2011 11:58:34 PM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-6312135275414634591</id><published>2011-10-12T04:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T04:16:21.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Oct 12, 2011 4:16:18 AM</title><content type='html'>I'm fighting with myself against the urge to think of you. Each time, the thought of you appear in my mind... I would always remind myself how I was not even in your mind on my special day.&lt;br/&gt;Yes, I'm struggling... At least, I'm trying. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-6312135275414634591?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/6312135275414634591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=6312135275414634591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/6312135275414634591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/6312135275414634591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/10/post-created-oct-12-2011-41618-am.html' title='Post Created Oct 12, 2011 4:16:18 AM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5199164185682317475</id><published>2011-10-10T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T01:15:28.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;if only you could understand my feelings, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;if only you could go through my days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;i wonder how would you react and survive through my days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;what decision would you make, when you knew that you had a chance.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;would you blew it away or take a risk? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;whatever it is, all of these are just "what if" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You're my biggest, What If &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5199164185682317475?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5199164185682317475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5199164185682317475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5199164185682317475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5199164185682317475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-only-you-could-understand-my.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1680080340902855450</id><published>2011-10-09T03:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T03:21:56.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm seriously tired.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt; tired of waiting. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;tired of hoping. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;tired of disappointment. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;i really wish all this could end. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;it's hard to walk away, when you still have the urge to stay. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;it's hard when you know walking away is the right thing to do, but you just can't seem to make a step.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;life would be simpler, if i had the courage to tell you everything. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;life would be simpler, if you could read my mind. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;well, there are just some stuff that would never turn out to be how we imagined it would be. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes, it is already been fated that the outcome would be like this. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;"if two people are meant to be together, they will find their own way" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;for now, i got to take a deep breathe and walk away. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;it is the part and parcel of life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1680080340902855450?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1680080340902855450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1680080340902855450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1680080340902855450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1680080340902855450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/10/im-seriously-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7842353384002903696</id><published>2011-10-07T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T00:04:24.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: small; "&gt;Simple verb to conclude my day; Sucky ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pretty much hate what i'm feeling right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I guess, the word of people don't truly care is rather true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; than people who keep promising that they gonna be there for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7842353384002903696?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7842353384002903696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7842353384002903696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7842353384002903696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7842353384002903696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/10/simple-verb-to-conclude-my-day-sucky.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1667386152212941093</id><published>2011-10-05T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T19:03:48.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZvXteydVcA/Tow3W2V750I/AAAAAAAAAgM/NQqG7nk53Gc/s1600/dudettes.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZvXteydVcA/Tow3W2V750I/AAAAAAAAAgM/NQqG7nk53Gc/s320/dudettes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659959697382041410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time do flies and never waits for anyone. Up here is the picture, of my lovely ladies. They are shoulder to cry on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are my listening ear. They are my laughing machine. I'm glad that I met them during my high school days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our friendship is about 8 years now and i hope it will keep counting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For now, Wani and Zara is busy with their career while Bahirah and I are busy with our studies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm happy that we're still able to squeeze some quality time within our hectic schedule. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wonder how are we gonna squeeze some quality time, when all four of us are busy with our career in years to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still, when we are all busy with our own partners and family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope we could still hold on to this beautiful friendship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love this friendship so much and I gonna treasure this friendship a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;#SmallGirl: Hazwani Bte Abd Mois&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;#LaughingMachine: Zahirah Bte Omar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;#HardworkingGirl: Bahirah Bte Bahar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1667386152212941093?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1667386152212941093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1667386152212941093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1667386152212941093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1667386152212941093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/10/time-do-flies-and-never-waits-for.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AZvXteydVcA/Tow3W2V750I/AAAAAAAAAgM/NQqG7nk53Gc/s72-c/dudettes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7775364606925405006</id><published>2011-10-03T03:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T03:39:19.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Oct 3, 2011 3:39:17 AM</title><content type='html'>When you're at your lowest moment, you will realize who you're true friends are. With many things happening in my life, at the same time, yesterday was really my lowest moment. I was badly affected by a news, it was a reality check. I was so affected yet I could not show it as I do not want my parents to know about this.&lt;br/&gt;Yesterday, I was glad Wani was there to listen and provides me with suggestions, through whatsapp. It was the first time that I cried, while trying to explain my situation. It was really a cry my heart out. &lt;br/&gt;Yesterday, I cried myself to sleep and woke up to a terrible headache. &lt;br/&gt;Then, I had to follow mum out. In the bus, long ride with heavy heart and a lot of things in mind. I recall my conversation with Wani, I realize that I would never be that kind of girl that #highschoolcrush want. I cannot be that girl and I do not want to be that kind of girl. I had done enough from my part, that's why it should really stop. &lt;br/&gt;I got to move on, as it is for the better.&lt;br/&gt;Also, after sharing this issue with kak shikin I felt better when she told me   "it's okay to cry your heart out, rather than to bottle it all up"&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;To my close friends; wani, bahirah, zahirah and not forgetting azie thank you for always being there to be my listening ears. I would really try my best to move on, trust me. I really do need your understanding in this.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ya Allah, kalau ini ujian yang kau berikan insyaallah akan aku mengatasinya . &lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;Heavyheart, please go away. &lt;br/&gt;I'm emotionally tired and psychologically affected but I know I gonna pull it through. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7775364606925405006?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7775364606925405006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7775364606925405006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7775364606925405006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7775364606925405006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/10/post-created-oct-3-2011-33917-am.html' title='Post Created Oct 3, 2011 3:39:17 AM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-8008442870441451621</id><published>2011-09-29T16:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T17:00:00.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;What if, the one that you have always wanted is the not the one you actually need? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Wait, how long does waiting for someone would then be waited, like waited too long? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Would my life be better, if i had not know you? Would my life be better, if our path does not crossed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Do you know what sucks? It is knowing the need to let go, but I choose to hold on. That sucks big time, and that is what you would never understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;This post would specially dedicate to my &lt;i&gt;#highschoolcrush.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Firstly, i would like to thank you for the beatiful memories since high school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;You made my high school life amazing. You're my motivation to get up every morning to attend school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;You're also my inspiration to fight on my 2 major exmaination to fight for a place in Poly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Thank you for all that, eventhough you do not realize that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;However, for now ... I realize that i have just waited too long and it will just be another wasteful wait for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I have always reserved this heart of mine for the boy, whom heart is away with someone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Therefore, I got to be brave and cold, to walk away rather than to stay around this infatuation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I got to put a stop to this infatuation as it would never be up to the next level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Therefore, I'm done waiting and i'm walking away from all these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Dear &lt;i&gt; #highschoolcrush&lt;/i&gt;, you would still be that special someone whom holds a special place in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The next time the thoughts of you appear in my mind, i would remember you just as a casual friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I hope my close friends would understand this and stand by me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm letting go of you, #&lt;i&gt;highschoolcrush&lt;/i&gt;, you're my &lt;i&gt;#hardest goodbye &lt;/i&gt;but since it is for the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-8008442870441451621?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8008442870441451621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=8008442870441451621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8008442870441451621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8008442870441451621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/09/youre-my-hardest-goodbye-but-since-it.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-8327829576957548098</id><published>2011-09-11T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T02:47:23.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Sep 11, 2011 2:47:21 AM</title><content type='html'>It's sept 11 already? Oh great; for the first time in my life I totally forgot about my birthday. (I hope it won't happen again) &lt;br/&gt;Simply because I'm rather caught up with the Phuket trip on sept 12. Busy with the packing up plus school holiday totally make me lose my track of calendar. &lt;br/&gt;Okay, with a year older means a lot wiser (I hope so) I'm grateful that God have given me this opportunity to witness my 20th birthday here on earth. I'm glad of the family and friends that I have met along my 20th here on earth. Everyone plays a key role in my character development for the past 20years. &lt;br/&gt;I'm thankful of the love and cares showered to me by all the awesome people in my life. Each and everyone of you, are the collies of my life. Without you people, my life would be black and white;dull. &lt;br/&gt;Honestly, each year I wish I could celebrate with someone special but then I wonder... Why spend it with someone when you can celebrate with everyone!&lt;br/&gt;Yes, another year celebrating without someone special but I know my Mr. is out there somewhere. There no need to rush things; let it come naturally. Until my Mr. arrive in my life, this heart of mine would still be with that boy whom heart is away with someone else. #highschoolcrush &lt;br/&gt;My wish? For people around me to be filled with happiness and love. That includes you #highschoolcrush &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me.&lt;br/&gt;Happy birthday to Siti Julaiha Binte Rosli&lt;br/&gt;Happy birthday to me :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-8327829576957548098?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8327829576957548098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=8327829576957548098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8327829576957548098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8327829576957548098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-created-sep-11-2011-24721-am.html' title='Post Created Sep 11, 2011 2:47:21 AM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-972673759784547592</id><published>2011-09-08T01:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T01:38:57.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Sep 8, 2011 1:38:56 AM</title><content type='html'>Well maybe, just maybe some people are meant to be all alone in their life. And maybe that some people is me.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Only God knows these thoughts and feelings. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-972673759784547592?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/972673759784547592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=972673759784547592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/972673759784547592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/972673759784547592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-created-sep-8-2011-13856-am.html' title='Post Created Sep 8, 2011 1:38:56 AM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1285728617329000797</id><published>2011-09-07T18:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T18:34:04.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Sep 7, 2011 6:34:00 PM</title><content type='html'>Whatever that lies for me in future, scares me alot. I'm afraid of the pressure and the expectations. All I know for now is that; God would never give me something that I cannot handle. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1285728617329000797?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1285728617329000797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1285728617329000797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1285728617329000797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1285728617329000797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-created-sep-7-2011-63400-pm.html' title='Post Created Sep 7, 2011 6:34:00 PM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-8316379338770250686</id><published>2011-09-01T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T19:53:53.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Sep 1, 2011 7:53:51 PM</title><content type='html'>God gave us a pair of ears with a mind in te center, not because it look nicer that way. Simply because HE encourages us to use our pair of ears to listen to both parties and use our right state of mind to make our conclusion. Possibly without being bias of any party. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-8316379338770250686?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8316379338770250686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=8316379338770250686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8316379338770250686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8316379338770250686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/09/post-created-sep-1-2011-75351-pm.html' title='Post Created Sep 1, 2011 7:53:51 PM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7360351978455116965</id><published>2011-08-24T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T23:32:16.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Aug 24, 2011 11:32:13 PM</title><content type='html'>People's feelings are not toys.&lt;br/&gt;They are not meant to be played, tested of whatsoever. We always get upset when someone plays with our feelings, then why we go around playing with other people feelings. &lt;br/&gt;If you cannot bear to get your heart hurt, do not go around giving false hopes to other people. &lt;br/&gt;Yes, maybe you want to test a guy/girl before getting into a relationship but always remember there's a limit to their patience and feelings do fades away. &lt;br/&gt;If you really really do not have feelings for that person, why not just come up straight and tell the person. &lt;br/&gt;Indeed truth hurts, but lying hurts more. &lt;br/&gt;You can never force a person to stop loving you, but you have the control in not leading them on any further, when you know it is impossible for both parties.&lt;br/&gt;By doing this, you may look like a bitch. But it is for the better, seriously. &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/2308588001420075454-7360351978455116965?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7360351978455116965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7360351978455116965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7360351978455116965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7360351978455116965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/08/post-created-aug-24-2011-113213-pm.html' title='Post Created Aug 24, 2011 11:32:13 PM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5248184409691870050</id><published>2011-08-24T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T01:25:20.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Aug 24, 2011 1:25:15 AM</title><content type='html'>Never make decision when you're angry because at the end of the day, you will regret that decision.&lt;br/&gt;Some says whatever is said during an argument should not be taken to heart as it does not really matter. &lt;br/&gt;However, some also says when a person is angry whatever is said is the hidden truth. What they truly meant. &lt;br/&gt;Whatever it is, I suppose we should never make a decision when we're angry. We should still try to think rationally during an argument. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5248184409691870050?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5248184409691870050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5248184409691870050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5248184409691870050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5248184409691870050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/08/post-created-aug-24-2011-12515-am.html' title='Post Created Aug 24, 2011 1:25:15 AM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2618651697258430406</id><published>2011-08-19T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T01:44:01.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;There are people in this world, that always want to pin you down to the ground. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Worst, some just love to point your flaws so that they can shine instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Why shine upon others flaws, that is not beautiful thing to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The only real reason why you keep pointing other flaws because you are afraid of their success. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I, may not be as pretty as you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I, may not be as smart as you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;But at least, I did not point out your flaws just to make myself look better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;I just wish one day, everything would just shine on me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2618651697258430406?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2618651697258430406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2618651697258430406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2618651697258430406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2618651697258430406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-are-people-in-this-world-that.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-8229276158469065001</id><published>2011-08-16T00:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T00:58:36.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Aug 16, 2011 12:58:33 AM</title><content type='html'>Dear heart, I wonder for how much longer would you still want to reserve that place for that boy. That boy, whose heart is away with some other girl. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-8229276158469065001?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8229276158469065001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=8229276158469065001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8229276158469065001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8229276158469065001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/08/post-created-aug-16-2011-125833-am.html' title='Post Created Aug 16, 2011 12:58:33 AM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5920162090692795259</id><published>2011-08-13T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T15:40:15.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Aug 13, 2011 3:40:12 PM</title><content type='html'>In this heart of mine, I had and always do reserve a place for that boy whom heart is away to some other girl. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5920162090692795259?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5920162090692795259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5920162090692795259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5920162090692795259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5920162090692795259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/08/post-created-aug-13-2011-34012-pm.html' title='Post Created Aug 13, 2011 3:40:12 PM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-8496386634254404029</id><published>2011-08-12T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T23:48:10.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;i hate the fact that i keep on gazing and admiring the moon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;that i neglect the stars that shines for me all these while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;i know this is happening yet i'm ignoring the fact purposely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;no matter how i try to change this, i just cannot do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;i guess, it had become a bad habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;overall, i just need to stop hurting and pushing people out of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-8496386634254404029?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8496386634254404029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=8496386634254404029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8496386634254404029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8496386634254404029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-hate-fact-that-i-keep-on-gazing-and.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7715569096569401475</id><published>2011-08-04T11:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:50:17.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's always a reason why things happened:)</title><content type='html'>Lesson learnt last Friday; I learnt that not everyone that offers help has a good intentions. Some do really have a good intention but some just make use of your situation to help themselves out. &lt;br/&gt;Also, I learnt that when you are in a crisis, you would realize who your true friends really are. They are the ones that believe that you would survive through the bad times and being there for you. Family... You will know who you're family member are when you're in a crisis. Who offered help and who just ignore and pretend as though nothing happened. &lt;br/&gt;Overall, I'm glad and thankful I had friends and family that were there during my bad times. Thanks for being there encouraging me and remind me to be strong to go through this. Just by their words, I know I was not alone going through this. I know I have them to catch me, when I fall. Thanks for being there for me, I really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart:) &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;There's always a reason why things happened and there's always a silver lining ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7715569096569401475?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7715569096569401475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7715569096569401475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7715569096569401475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7715569096569401475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/08/there-always-reason-why-things-happened.html' title='there&amp;#39;s always a reason why things happened:)'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-976649832687116130</id><published>2011-07-28T20:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T20:49:00.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7uofFmL5Ao/TjFW4DX_fCI/AAAAAAAAAgE/s-aAUD3EqZk/s1600/255674_10150276424430490_612855489_9449400_519897_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7uofFmL5Ao/TjFW4DX_fCI/AAAAAAAAAgE/s-aAUD3EqZk/s320/255674_10150276424430490_612855489_9449400_519897_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634380129795800098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I know, it's been quite some time that i have updated this plain blog of mine. Currently, i'm busy with school projects and exams is coming on the way this August. I really hope i can do well during exams because I want to graduate with my awesome friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;A lot of things happened this past few months, weeks but whatever it is i just hope everything will be alright and i will strong to face all these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;No matter what happened in life, we have to keep smiling and believe that everything will be okay :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Things will fall out of place and will have obstacles to face, all we need to do is to be strong to face all this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyway, fasting month is approaching pretty soon. Let it be a great fasting month for everyone. Once fasting month is over, there come a countdown to my special day plus my virgin overseas with my awesome friends. I wish that everything will be good and flow smoothly for these two months. i'm not asking for much, just a great day ahead. i just want things to fall perfectly into place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Lastly, i'm strengthening these fences to guard this heart of mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-976649832687116130?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/976649832687116130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=976649832687116130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/976649832687116130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/976649832687116130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-know-its-been-quite-some-time-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v7uofFmL5Ao/TjFW4DX_fCI/AAAAAAAAAgE/s-aAUD3EqZk/s72-c/255674_10150276424430490_612855489_9449400_519897_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3438642410889248493</id><published>2011-06-21T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T01:20:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends are people that you think are your friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;But they're really your enemies, with secret &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;identities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;and disguises, to hide they're true colors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;So just when you think you're close enough to be brothers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't looking&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;people come and go, leaving scars and footprint in our life. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;There are people that we're glad that we met and there are people we wished we had never met. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2308588001420075454-3438642410889248493?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3438642410889248493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3438642410889248493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3438642410889248493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3438642410889248493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/06/friends-are-people-that-you-think-are.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7638816232991194952</id><published>2011-06-18T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:58:45.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;People got their heart broken, mine got damaged. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7638816232991194952?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7638816232991194952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7638816232991194952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7638816232991194952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7638816232991194952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/06/people-got-their-heart-broken-mine-got.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5771703956173481308</id><published>2011-06-17T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T18:24:25.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I came across this on Twitter:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;When a boy break a girls heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;she still feels it when he run into each other 3 years later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2308588001420075454-5771703956173481308?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5771703956173481308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5771703956173481308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5771703956173481308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5771703956173481308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-came-across-this-on-twitter-when-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-474172971690862783</id><published>2011-06-11T17:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T18:32:17.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right now, i know where i stand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you're not in my shoe, so you don't know what i've been through. Since you don't know anything about my life, don't come up to me and give me all this shit that you thought, it will do me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;I have my own reasons for my actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;This is the reason why i dread meeting up with my guys ex-schmates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;because they will end up asking about her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;i'm not jealous or what, it's just that what made you guys think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;that i know about her whereabouts. Her life does not revolves around mine, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;so why are you guys keep bugging me with questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;I do not give a fucking damn about what she's doing right now, who she's dating now all that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If you really want to know, why not just ring her up and shoot her with questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Just because we're related by blood, that does not means that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;i know everything that happened in her life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Frankly, it's been years since we last talked and it was her who initaited&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;the silence treatment so why must it be me that break the ice? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Will it be fair for me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Getting all the blame just because of her actions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Stop comparing me with her, we're completely two different people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;It really hurts to see that people, whom i thought to be my friends are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;jugding me directly without knowing the whole story of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;It's like i'm fighting a losing battle, even before i could stand up for my right, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;i've already been judged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;She's the apple of your eyes, that's why whatever I say and do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;would be seen as bad, negative and wrong to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;She's the angelic one and i'm the fucking bitch to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks for leting me realize that yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Right now, i realize that just by having looks,body and slutty manners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you can win over a guy completely until he loses his right state of mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;It been years since i've tolerated being compared, judged, mock by you guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Right now, i know where i stand thanks for making me see that clearly yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;I have my breaking point too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;I know, this thing will still continue and there is a limit to my patience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000099;"&gt;Breaking a friendship would be the last resort to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-474172971690862783?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/474172971690862783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=474172971690862783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/474172971690862783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/474172971690862783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/06/right-now-i-know-where-i-stand.html' title='right now, i know where i stand.'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1765127465582970380</id><published>2011-06-03T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T00:24:19.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Jun 3, 2011 12:24:15 AM</title><content type='html'>Every failure is a lesson learnt. I got burned and it was a lesson learnt. I can recall your remarks, "I thought you prefer temantapimesra/nostringattached/friendswithbenefits"&lt;br/&gt;Thanks to that lesson learnt, I learnt to never let these come across in my life again, because it hurts much more than a real true relationship. &lt;br/&gt;Simply the reason, is that even after the failure you still do not know if all those moments, promises made and had was just a plain for fun or there was a real love for a moment? &lt;br/&gt;That's why i'd rather stay the way I am than being back to square one. It's pointless &amp; it's dumb to be repeating the same mistake.&lt;br/&gt;To answer back to you; Yes indeed I prefer in those temantapimesra/nostringattached etc because you are not tied down to a commitment. However, from that failure I realize it will never be successful because there is a low possibility to just be a platonic friendship. &lt;br/&gt;Along the way, you will fall in love with him:her but it's just s matter of how courage you are to come clean with it. &lt;br/&gt;Yes, I did fall &amp; I did believe that we had something between us. Sadly, I got crashed! Thanks to that, I hate temantapimesra/nostringattached all! &lt;br/&gt;If I can't go official and public, I'd rather stay the way I am. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1765127465582970380?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1765127465582970380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1765127465582970380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1765127465582970380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1765127465582970380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/06/post-created-jun-3-2011-122415-am.html' title='Post Created Jun 3, 2011 12:24:15 AM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3195306600027843285</id><published>2011-05-21T17:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T17:53:47.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Right now, I do not even know who to trust! YOU? Well, maybe ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I do not see the point of having lotsa friends, who are just fake in treating friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd rather have a few of real ones and I'm contented with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Having these few real ones simply made my life a brighter and awesome ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;As you may not know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is easier to to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trust is like a piece of paper, once it's crumble it can't be perfect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-3195306600027843285?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3195306600027843285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3195306600027843285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3195306600027843285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3195306600027843285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/05/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7356067280780257303</id><published>2011-05-09T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T23:33:57.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ooooh well, i'm officially back to school. Being a full time student in NYP does not stop me from my craze of drama series. Thanks to a friend of mine, Adda for her kind information. I'm back again to that craze drama series of mine. chill people, it's not Korean Drama. I'm Back to English Drama Series. Okay, i'm doing some catching up to my all time favorite English Drama Series - One Tree Hill. Currently, One Tree Hill is already at its Season 8 but to keep things great, i'm starting all over from Season 1. &lt;div&gt;Right now, at this very moment i'm supposed to be online on msn to discuss on my International Business Project but it would not be a sin right to indulge a bit of One Tree Hill :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is what i found on Youtube, for my two favorite character in the whole series.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This may only be in a drama series, but i believe it is true someway. That love does matters in life:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fbb0f261148a1e60" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfbb0f261148a1e60%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330457802%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2EA327B70181DC336DDA6A0BD65171E05E26031D.1C6822E2DD1C0B086530B5DAE77D1940C63CC482%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfbb0f261148a1e60%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrEbE46TXJ617ehcy_HM3H-mbY_s&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfbb0f261148a1e60%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330457802%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2EA327B70181DC336DDA6A0BD65171E05E26031D.1C6822E2DD1C0B086530B5DAE77D1940C63CC482%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfbb0f261148a1e60%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrEbE46TXJ617ehcy_HM3H-mbY_s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7356067280780257303?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7356067280780257303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7356067280780257303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7356067280780257303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7356067280780257303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/05/ooooh-well-im-officially-back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-6217822578516790377</id><published>2011-04-24T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T19:46:49.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plastic World</title><content type='html'>Just when you thought you've got someone back, they turn their back to you. Too many fake people around in this world. Well, maybe it's not that they change. It's just that only now they show you their true color. I really wonder what is ur definition of friendship?  For now, the only thing I know is that your definition is very different from mine. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-6217822578516790377?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/6217822578516790377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=6217822578516790377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/6217822578516790377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/6217822578516790377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/04/plastic-world.html' title='Plastic World'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7773078096457692623</id><published>2011-04-01T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T23:51:48.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Created Apr 1, 2011 11:51:45 PM</title><content type='html'>If anyone had ever promise " I'll never forget you ". Don't be too happy, because out of 10 people who promise this, 11 would break it. People change, no matter how much they deny it. &lt;br/&gt;Never make a promise that you are sure that you keep, because it will hurt people who actually believe it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7773078096457692623?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7773078096457692623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7773078096457692623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7773078096457692623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7773078096457692623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/04/post-created-apr-1-2011-115145-pm.html' title='Post Created Apr 1, 2011 11:51:45 PM'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1412223257505539833</id><published>2011-03-30T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:58:20.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>There are people who will only come knocking on your door, when they need your help. When they got no one else to depend on, they would come running to your door step. It sucks, when you thought that you mean something in their life but the truth is that you are just a backdrop in their life. Without you, their life would still go on. These people know that you are dependable during their rough time, they know that you are very kind to be there for them when they really need someone support. However, when they are at the top, you were not even in their mind. &lt;br/&gt;These people will have their karma back twice the times, for taking advantage of others kindness. Sometimes, it is because the person is too kind and you depended on them too much that you did not realize that you had gotten them for granted. &lt;br/&gt;One day, when you are really in need, the person who had always been there to back you up, to help you up would realize that it is all enough and will turn away their back. When you realize that, it will be too late. &lt;br/&gt;So right now, if you do have a friend that are your backdrop do treasure them because if you do lose them, you will regret it alot. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1412223257505539833?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1412223257505539833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1412223257505539833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1412223257505539833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1412223257505539833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/03/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7061551122594056797</id><published>2011-03-28T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T23:30:33.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story behind it</title><content type='html'>I'm really tired pretending that everything is alright. Being the sunshine, when all I want to do is to break down and cry. I want to tug myself under my blanket, cover with pillow and burst into tears and scream like nobody business. Just because there is always a smile on my face, it does not always means that I'm alright. I pretended so much of being alright until people could not even differentiate if I'm still pretending or am I really happy. It sucks, big time. Sometimes, it's hard to preach your own advice. I've always believe in "everything will be alright, when you believe it will" and " keep on smiling even though things were to fall apart" I do still believe in these, that what keep me going through my life. However, there is a limit and I hope i can withstand this, seriously. I know, I'm strong. Julaiha, you gotta hold on and keep going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7061551122594056797?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7061551122594056797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7061551122594056797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7061551122594056797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7061551122594056797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/03/story-behind-it.html' title='Story behind it'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5237396225722495638</id><published>2011-03-13T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T20:31:01.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: large; "&gt;I gonna let this thing end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: large; "&gt;Gotta get you out of my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: large; "&gt;Enough of that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: large; "&gt;hot - then - cold treatment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;high - then low -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: large; "&gt; rollercoaster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;i'm done here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5237396225722495638?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5237396225722495638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5237396225722495638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5237396225722495638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5237396225722495638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/03/end.html' title='The End'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1145514344129514005</id><published>2011-03-07T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T22:30:36.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i guess i pretty much miss you.</title><content type='html'>i miss ... &lt;div&gt;your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your smell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your voice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your concern. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your care. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess i pretty much miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would trade uncountable moment just to be with you :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1145514344129514005?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1145514344129514005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1145514344129514005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1145514344129514005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1145514344129514005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-guess-i-pretty-much-miss-you.html' title='i guess i pretty much miss you.'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7956676204887190843</id><published>2011-02-19T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T15:39:52.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compromising is my way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sometimes, the person whom you thought would know you the best were the one that do not really understand you. It really hurts to always being the one to compromise everything, to just follow your wants. Well i'm not gonna blame anyone but myself for being too soft hearted to just let you take control. I dislike argument,that why i'd rather suck it in all the unhappiness and just flash you a smile. Your words hurt people without you realizing, i guess i'm have just got used to it already that i don't really care of whatever you say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Compromising is my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7956676204887190843?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7956676204887190843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7956676204887190843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7956676204887190843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7956676204887190843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/02/compromising-is-my-way.html' title='Compromising is my way'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2531809361658756899</id><published>2011-02-05T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T20:48:31.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As much as I wanna give up, I hold on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TU1GG3tpDJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/WGU8FAROnMw/s1600/tumblr_lft3orH5ZA1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TU1GG3tpDJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/WGU8FAROnMw/s320/tumblr_lft3orH5ZA1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570185397975714962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;As much as I wanna give up, I hold on. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiting upon the uncertain is already painful, giving up is torturing too.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;I hate bring uncertain of the situation, please God show me the way.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;I want to know if I should wait or just give up. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Hey you, drained away my strength.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2531809361658756899?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2531809361658756899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2531809361658756899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2531809361658756899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2531809361658756899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-much-as-i-wanna-give-up-i-hold-on.html' title='As much as I wanna give up, I hold on.'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TU1GG3tpDJI/AAAAAAAAAfw/WGU8FAROnMw/s72-c/tumblr_lft3orH5ZA1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1567941653616907071</id><published>2011-02-02T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T00:57:25.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED TO GET YOU OUT OF MY MIND. but YOU'RE MY FAVOURITE ADDICTION.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I NEED TO GET YOU OUT OF MY MIND.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;but YOU'RE MY FAVOURITE ADDICTION.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1567941653616907071?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1567941653616907071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1567941653616907071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1567941653616907071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1567941653616907071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-need-to-get-you-out-of-my-mind-but.html' title='I NEED TO GET YOU OUT OF MY MIND. but YOU&apos;RE MY FAVOURITE ADDICTION.'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5221769987444551050</id><published>2011-01-27T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T01:42:25.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;margin-top: 25px; margin-bottom: 6pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;I was so bored that i research this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: center;margin-top: 25px; margin-bottom: 6pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;September 11 Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 6pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUR SIGN - Virgo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 6pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUR ELEMENT - Earth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 6pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;b&gt;YOUR RULERS - Mercury, Saturn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-bottom: 6pt; "&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;September 11 Birthday interpretation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;The September 11 Virgo birth date identifies with an individual who has a very strong artistic temperament, good artistic abilities and a very sound eye for detail.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;These September 8 qualities could certainly indicate that you are the type of person who may not be too happy in having to exist in the general hectic rat race of an everyday environment.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;With a good sense of vision and a keen eye for detail, then any form of creative activity should appeal to you. The art of sculpting for example should match with your talents.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;As a September 11 you do have significant talent, and you may well give consideration to foregoing a regular income earning activity in order to work on creative projects and activities.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;Before you do so however, make sure to give due consideration to all the risks involved in relation to your personal circumstances. Be very practical in your assessments, and then and only when you are totally comfortable with your idea, concept and plans, should you take the plunge.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;You should endeavour to utilize your power for vision toward the need for long term planning, as this is an important factor to maintain organization in your life.&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;The effect of the Lunar energies can act to influence, and a to boost your sense of imagination. In this respect therefore, you might like to consider pondering upon some of you more important creations during the time of a full moon. &lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;The September 11 birth date identifies with literary talent, and this could lead you to a desire to express you’re ideas, concept and feelings in writing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;As a Virgo sign you are subject to the influences of Mercury, and these&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;can help to inspire your thoughts and visualizations in a manner, free from emotional intrusions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;In this respect therefore, the activity of writing can be a very good mental practice for you, and when you do so, you should allow your thoughts, concept, ideas and feelings to be freely expressed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;Your writing area is likely to be described as organized clutter, and even where you might in this modern day and age use a computer, the simple act of sharpening a pencil could be an activity to encourage your writing mood.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;As a September 11 birth date, you are by nature a very restless and adventurous type of person who will enjoy travelling, visiting and seeing as much of our world as you can.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;Organization is important to you, and you are not the type of person who will to just leave things to chance. In fact, you are unlikely to be able to relax and enjoy yourself unless every thing is organized and in its place.&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;Where travelling for example, you will make sure to have travel insurance, that you have all necessary travel documents in order, and that are carrying the appropriate types of clothing for your mode of travel and climate conditions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;You are likely to pack all the medicines, cosmetics, toiletries, and other bits and pieces that you could ever need, and where any pets are concerned, ensure that that are safely cared for while you are away.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;In your travels you will certainly tend to favour the more luxurious environments, and in settings where, your every need is catered for with pleasant cordiality, and courteousness.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"   &gt;As a September 11 your path entails that of gaining a thorough understanding of the principle of the division of labour.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"   &gt;As example, complex jobs can usually be completed less expensively by a large number of people, where each performs a small number of specialized tasks rather than, by only one person attempting to complete the entire job.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;This is pattern therefore that calls for the pursuit of specialization and your own personal refinement. The irony of this path however, is that your ultimate expression is linked to that of outstanding cooperation with other people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;For you, satisfaction and fulfilment occurs when others are as well-rewarded as you are yourself.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;As example, where one is engage in a team sport, they can learn to discover the position in which they perform the best. Then they can enjoy the results when the team as a whole, proves to be successful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;The colours of peach, white, dark blue, beige, and a greyish/green resonate well with this birth date, and the gemstone of “citrine” is one that can help you to identify with your specialty talents.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;On the home front, the September 11 will want to establish a homely but organized in-home environment for comfort, contentment and happiness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;You should endeavour to incorporate some reminders of you earth element within the home, and these could take the form of an earthen vase or urn filled with sheaves of dried flowers or some fresh wildflowers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;Small containers or boxes to hold supplies or keepsakes can be interesting decorative objects for you. &lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;You do have an attraction for those more delicate things in life, so that some fine crystal ware, vases, bowls or glasses will be good items for both display and your visual appreciation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;The organizational aspects of your personality are likely to be well expressed in your kitchen with the correct gadgets or utensils for each and every need positioned or stored in convenient places within your working area.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;On the out doors front, the September 11 will enjoy wide-open rural landscapes. Farming environments can be of particular appeal to you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;If you happen to live in a rural or farming environment you could have a great interest in the natural fauna as well as an interest in the processing and preserving of fruits, vegetables and pickles etc. An herb garden could be a favourite endeavour and activity.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;span   &gt;Your garden is likely to be well organized and incorporate some interesting, if not unusual features forms of unusual rock features or carved, sculptured garden ornaments. A birdbath or bird feeder could be a pleasurable feature to have.&lt;o:p&gt;  &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US"   &gt;Your special magic numbers are 2 and 3. The number two represents that of replication, dependence, and polarized expression, and the number three adds the helpful influences for creative self-expression and development. This will help your personal on-forward progression and improvement&lt;/span&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/2308588001420075454-5221769987444551050?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5221769987444551050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5221769987444551050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5221769987444551050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5221769987444551050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/01/september-11.html' title='September 11'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1671068740294195949</id><published>2011-01-24T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T00:17:20.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm walking away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Feeling so down, that i guess the only option for me is to just walk away now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I do not want to be hurt, feeling all the aching and pain when you do not even know that I exists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We can have a lot in common, but i guess i'm just out of  your league.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; You are the kind of person, but I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; So, walking a away is the option now? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to get anymore hurt, today's pain is enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm walking away... leaving everything to fate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;you're my common boy ... but i'm out of your league.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1671068740294195949?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1671068740294195949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1671068740294195949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1671068740294195949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1671068740294195949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-walking-away.html' title='i&apos;m walking away'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2703310838500324189</id><published>2011-01-13T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T00:05:03.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is all about fate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;If something was really important,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; fate made sure it somehow came back to you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;and gave you another chance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2703310838500324189?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2703310838500324189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2703310838500324189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2703310838500324189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2703310838500324189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-all-about-fate.html' title='It is all about fate'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7832782259583433008</id><published>2011-01-09T03:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T03:51:35.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Smiling, even if everything falls apart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TSi-nsOEX7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/yqZdg3ui3DA/s1600/never%2Bgive%2Bup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TSi-nsOEX7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/yqZdg3ui3DA/s320/never%2Bgive%2Bup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559903329083219890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When the thought of giving everything up and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;to just curl myself up in a ball and sleep through the hurt and anger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;When everything does not fall into places and everything is going against me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I would stare the picture above and smile instantly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; it's not because i'm looking at my own photo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Looking at the quotes it gives me calmness and within moment i'm back to my old self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm the type of girl, that could still be laughing and smiling my ass off even though everything surrounds me are falling apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I have always believe in;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; "&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Keep Smiling, even if everything falls apart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Like mentioned, &lt;b&gt;Everything will be okay. You just have to believe it will. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;It may not be now, but it will someday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;It will never rains forever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7832782259583433008?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7832782259583433008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7832782259583433008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7832782259583433008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7832782259583433008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/01/keep-smiling-even-if-everything-falls.html' title='Keep Smiling, even if everything falls apart'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TSi-nsOEX7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/yqZdg3ui3DA/s72-c/never%2Bgive%2Bup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-8207784932270951032</id><published>2011-01-06T11:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T11:43:13.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously Speaking,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i guess, i'm done here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-8207784932270951032?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8207784932270951032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=8207784932270951032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8207784932270951032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8207784932270951032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/01/seriously-speaking.html' title='Seriously Speaking,'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2042062741531602972</id><published>2011-01-04T01:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T01:59:18.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only yourself that knows your strength limitation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;People can say that you're a weakling and a crybaby, but no ones knows how strong you really are except for yourself. Only you, yourself that knows your strength limitation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Daddy always disturb me, on how i used to be a crybaby when i was a kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;My instant reaction would be crying out loud, even just by a slight raise of voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I admit, i used to be a crybaby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Everyone has their own soft spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Recently, i do not know what's came up in my mind until i got myself this thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I composed myself, stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I told daddy that, never judge me as a weakling and a crybaby just because i used to be one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Yes, i may have my soft spot but only myself knows how strong i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; If i'm not strong at will,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; i would not even been here writing this post and living for the past 19 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is related to the facts, that my parents made a decision back 19 years ago not to bring me into this world - an unplanned pregnancy, abortion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Simply it's because, they had just had my elder sister therefore to have me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; it would be too early since my elder sis have not even a year old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I cried, when mummy told me that she ate all the different type of herbal things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;just to clear me away. She had to ate pineapples all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; but still she could not get rid of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; It was then, they decided to keep me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;From there, i know that i'm a strong girl at will because i could withstand the pressure that my parents wanted to get rid of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; I still hold on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;People may say, it God and it's simply not about me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But i will put it this way, I was strong at will to be born in this family and God gave me the strength to hold on and God and I shared a reason on why am i born in this family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm proud to be the daughter to my parents and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i thank God for giving me this chance to live in his beautiful world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There were times, when i wanted to give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; but each time i want to give up i would think on how much pressure and struggle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i pulled through to be able to live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Lastly, i want to know what is my reason for living in this world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; and to be a part of this family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sayang Allah, Mama, Abah &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2042062741531602972?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2042062741531602972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2042062741531602972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2042062741531602972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2042062741531602972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2011/01/only-yourself-that-knows-your-strength.html' title='Only yourself that knows your strength limitation'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1373382692964394077</id><published>2010-12-30T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T00:55:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;how can two people having so much in common, yet they weren't together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; sadly, those two people are us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;We had so much in common yet we're far in distance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Well, whatever will be, will be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;will be calling you, Common Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1373382692964394077?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1373382692964394077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1373382692964394077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1373382692964394077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1373382692964394077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/12/common-boy.html' title='Common Boy.'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2679840196214043523</id><published>2010-12-29T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:44:33.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you won't understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you want others to understand your feelings and thoughts, but have you ever tried to understand them?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Try living their life, walking in their shoe then you will know the reasons behind their decision. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are not me, you do not live my life. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So, you will never know what I went through and never understand. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2679840196214043523?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2679840196214043523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2679840196214043523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2679840196214043523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2679840196214043523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/12/you-wont-understand.html' title='you won&apos;t understand'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5547433253949734522</id><published>2010-12-22T11:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:48:51.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm holding on to the last straw in my patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Why am i always supposed to be the only one most responsible child at home? At the age of 19, i ought to be out there having fun with my friends. Not being stuck with work and worried about family and financial. Why does the burden is all being carried by me alone, it's not that i do not have a elder sibling. I have, but how can she just simply ignore all those responsible and be out there having fun and not even think about the family. I'm sick of this thing, to be responsible and matured when i can be childish and irresponsible. I envy you, for being so irresponsible and so thick skin for not even have the shame for letting me carrying all the burden when you can just have fun all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;i really hurts being the second child in this family, seriously. i feel like i'm living for the family sake. i gotta stay strong for the family and my younger siblings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;elder sis, i know you won't be reading this. So i'm just saying this ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I really hope you would change for the better. Somewhat i wish God would wake you up and let you see that there so much you gotta do in this family. As family, we ought to stick together through the thick and thin. We cannot do anything, if you choose to shut yourself from us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm tired carrying my responsibility as a second child plus having to carry your responsibility as the elder child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;All i want for Xmas is for you to change and be a better person with responsibility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5547433253949734522?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5547433253949734522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5547433253949734522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5547433253949734522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5547433253949734522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-holding-on-to-last-straw-in-my.html' title='I&apos;m holding on to the last straw in my patience'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-26877299486126209</id><published>2010-12-21T00:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T00:47:05.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish for a fairytale happy ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;gravity is not responsible for falling in love. I know it's wrong to fall for you, especially when you're already with someone. As i've already promised myself never to my happiness upon others misery. Therefore, once again i would just sit at the sideline and love you from there. Waiting is my decision now. You managed to bring back those lost feelings therefore, i choose to wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm not a cinderella whom have a fairy godmother to create miracle. I'm not a snow white whom have seven dwarfs to accompany me. I'm not a Princess Jasmin whom have a genie to grant 3 wishes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I'm just living a normal-kid-julaiha-life. Which i do not know what lies ahead in future and how would my fairytale life ends with. A happy ending with my very own prince charming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-26877299486126209?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/26877299486126209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=26877299486126209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/26877299486126209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/26877299486126209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish-for-fairytale-happy-ending.html' title='I wish for a fairytale happy ending'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2577022165482872351</id><published>2010-12-18T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T00:50:36.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;[ BestFriend ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The greatest thing about having a bestfriend is that, you do not need to say things out because he/she would automatically know just by observing your actions. A true friendship is when, both friends sits in silence but there's a meaningful conversation occurred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;[ Future ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Sometimes, you tend to find the right one at the wrong time. Even, the right one is already with someone. The only thing you can do is to just be at the sideline and love from there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Well, waiting is an option to everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2577022165482872351?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2577022165482872351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2577022165482872351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2577022165482872351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2577022165482872351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/12/bestfriend-greatest-thing-about-having.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-8357897027003837185</id><published>2010-11-23T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T20:46:35.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Priorities?</title><content type='html'>I need to get my priorities right. Wait! How to get my priorities right when i do not even know which is priorities?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-8357897027003837185?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8357897027003837185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=8357897027003837185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8357897027003837185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8357897027003837185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/11/priorities.html' title='Priorities?'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2787243313412794765</id><published>2010-11-18T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T00:49:54.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need my space. we're just friends, so just let it be that way cos it's better that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2787243313412794765?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2787243313412794765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2787243313412794765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2787243313412794765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2787243313412794765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-need-my-space.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5740142369163385436</id><published>2010-11-11T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T23:07:50.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you really fell in love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;you get into and out of relationship as if you are changing your clothes. i wonder, have you ever really fall in love. Because if you did, i believe it will take you sometime to get into a new relationship. however, not even 1 month you are already in your new relationship. Within a year, you can get into multiple times of new relationship. Did you really really loved the person you were with. Unlike me, even after 3 years, i'm still single. Not that i do not want to be in the new relationship or i have not moved on. It's just that i don't think now is the time and i do not want to waste my energy crying and get upset over and over again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seriously speaking, i guess you have not really fell in love that's why you can moved on very easy. I guess, the person whom you used to be with did not really mean anything to you or even hold an insignificant value to you. Girl, you have never really fell in love. Once you really fell in love and get ditched, you will understand how i feel :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5740142369163385436?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5740142369163385436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5740142369163385436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5740142369163385436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5740142369163385436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/11/did-you-really-fell-in-love.html' title='Did you really fell in love?'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-9135741698396853639</id><published>2010-10-25T13:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T13:30:33.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't give up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when the thought of giving up is there, instead of giving up do remember what made you hold on till now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-9135741698396853639?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/9135741698396853639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=9135741698396853639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/9135741698396853639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/9135741698396853639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-give-up.html' title='Don&apos;t give up'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3153795549164481711</id><published>2010-10-20T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T00:23:13.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only you, Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;" i might hug other guys, laugh with other guys &amp;amp; hang out with other guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; but no one every mean  so much like you "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;All i want is someone that can make me feel head over heels just like how i used to feel towards A, because through that feelings i know i love him wholeheartedly. If i could not find him, then i will just keep my heart to myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-3153795549164481711?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3153795549164481711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3153795549164481711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3153795549164481711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3153795549164481711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/10/only-you-boy.html' title='Only you, Boy'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-6641378375463566589</id><published>2010-10-18T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T21:48:29.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Take a step back. Fucking look at yourself. You are human. You are beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;You are so beautiful. And you can be anything. You can be everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Do not hate everyone just because someone broke your heart, or because your parents split up, or your best friend betrayed you, your father hits you, the kid down street calls you fat,ugly,stupid,worthless. Do not concern yourself with things you cannot control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Cry when you need to then let it go when it's time. Don't hang on to painful memories just because you are afraid to forget. Let go of things that are in the past. Forget things that aren't worth remembering. Stop take things for granted. Stop taking life for granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Live for something. Live for yourself. Fall in love. Fall out of love. Fall in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Fall out of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Do this over and over again until you really know what it is to really love someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Question things. Tell people how you really feel. Sleep under the stars. Create. Imagine. Inspire. Share something wonderful. Meet new people. Make someone's day.Follow your dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;Live your life to it's full potential. Just live,dammit. Let go of all horrible things in your live and fucking live. And one day, when you're old, look back with no regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Found this statement, at tumblr. It's really worth giving a thought &amp;amp; i love it so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&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/2308588001420075454-6641378375463566589?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/6641378375463566589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=6641378375463566589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/6641378375463566589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/6641378375463566589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/10/self-reflection.html' title='Self-Reflection'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-9169124494272572093</id><published>2010-10-15T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T01:27:13.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're on my mind but she filled your mind not me</title><content type='html'>Dedicated to you; whom used to be the reason i smile.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss watching you. pretending doing my own stuff, while catching the sight of you from the corner of my eye. instant smile, whenever i see your face or even knows that you are near.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, boy it's been years now. I know and i do not mind that you are happily attached to that girlfriend of yours. However, why do i still get the butterflies in my stomach whenever i hear news about you or simply when i  see you. Somewhat, i wish that you would be there waiting up for me. Simply sitting down at the void deck just to wait up for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hate to admit, but a part of me is still hoping for you and yes, i'm still waiting for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; " you're on my mind but she filled your mind not me " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-9169124494272572093?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/9169124494272572093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=9169124494272572093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;one day i will open my heart and let love enter but for now, i'm better off like this.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt; so don't force when i know i can't&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-6899922824622959810?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7622628193799946340</id><published>2010-09-27T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T22:27:38.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;25th sept, saturday ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; spent 14 hours with these lovely dude &amp;amp;dudettes out hari raya visits around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; bukit panjang, choa chu kang &amp;amp; lastly woodlands :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TKCncVPhYLI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/JATpldpsowM/s1600/60087_431781379004_741734004_5278520_2621497_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 261px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TKCncVPhYLI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/JATpldpsowM/s320/60087_431781379004_741734004_5278520_2621497_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521597248336650418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;** dudes &amp;amp; dudettes  ... at zara crib**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;totally felt in place, where i belonged. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;a great friendship created in zhenghua secondary was worthwhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; they new each other inside out &amp;amp; the care were shown very truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TKCncP0d1lI/AAAAAAAAAfI/lIuZTJMsPaw/s1600/61892_431780584004_741734004_5278481_4436717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 384px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TKCncP0d1lI/AAAAAAAAAfI/lIuZTJMsPaw/s320/61892_431780584004_741734004_5278481_4436717_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521597246880994898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;** the dudes **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;they were there, during the ups &amp;amp; downs of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;we saw how each other grew up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and learnt each other character and personality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;the tears,anger,joy and sadness were very much shared together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TKCnb2FapJI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3AawGNGvLKg/s1600/59797_443568458957_597888957_5068479_5007948_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 384px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TKCnb2FapJI/AAAAAAAAAfA/3AawGNGvLKg/s320/59797_443568458957_597888957_5068479_5007948_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521597239972766866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;** the dudettes **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;lastly, a great surprised celebration that caught me by surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; even it is was 15 days later, but it's really the thoughts that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TKCnM1A7TLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/r_JglpXgZXE/s1600/59797_443568533957_597888957_5068494_1454037_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 384px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TKCnM1A7TLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/r_JglpXgZXE/s320/59797_443568533957_597888957_5068494_1454037_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521596981987462322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;** the celebration at Ba's crib **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Friendship is not measured by how long you knew a person ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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/2308588001420075454-7622628193799946340?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TKCncVPhYLI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/JATpldpsowM/s72-c/60087_431781379004_741734004_5278520_2621497_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-9061935734510757445</id><published>2010-09-11T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T20:40:18.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;officially today, im one year older from yesterday. for those who cared. for those who was accompanied me through the Ups &amp;amp; Downs of my journey of life. for those who watched me grew up. for those who love me unconditionally. i'm truly blessed with everything. i'm glad having these people in my life and i would treasure each and everyone of them from the bottom of my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thank my dearest D&amp;amp;Ds ( my secondary school express clique) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thank my dearest SW0902 clique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thank my dearest SW1002 juniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thank my dearest relatives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;thank my dearest 4/5NAs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;simply, i just wanna thank everyone who knew me and made my day through out my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i just love them very much, nothing could exchange my love for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;i love the surprise given by my SW0902/SW1002 friends and my ultimate cousin, kak Syidah :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;love you people very very very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-9061935734510757445?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/9061935734510757445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=9061935734510757445' title='0 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-4507112542394372702</id><published>2010-09-11T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T00:29:21.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maybe, sometimes people never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;You just never knew who they really were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3313335867550264375</id><published>2010-09-08T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T00:45:36.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Once an ugly duckling, always an ugly duckling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Only miracle can change the fate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;however, there is no such thing as miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;:'( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-3313335867550264375?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1809857389720080023</id><published>2010-09-07T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T23:16:05.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;There's always someone that you would never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;No matter how much you try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;It may not still hurt as much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;However, the scar is still there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1809857389720080023?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1809857389720080023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1809857389720080023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1809857389720080023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1809857389720080023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/09/theres-always-someone-that-you-would.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5707294059260093606</id><published>2010-08-30T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T01:15:49.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;" I've never believe in giving second chances because,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; why is there a need of second chances when you can just do things right from the beginning " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Once looked away, i'm not turning back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Cos i'm done right here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Okay, Bye !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5707294059260093606?l=undernover.blogspot.com' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-8821772486676982595</id><published>2010-08-09T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:44:02.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TGAgzl4OPZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/L3CSnIJGVfI/s1600/julaiha+rosli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TGAgzl4OPZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/L3CSnIJGVfI/s320/julaiha+rosli.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503434815360089490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Don't be in a relationship because you're bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Be in a relationship because you're ready to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I came across this words when i was online, which i truly agreed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you were to really ask me, do i really missed being in a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If i reply you  " NO" - it would be a total lie, however i do not want to be in a relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;just because i'm lonely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's not because that i'm still not over my ex bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yes indeed our relationship was a bad break up, however i know it was for the better for the both of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;and it is just a matter of time that things will end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;* well, not gonna elaborate about my past relationship*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i'm happy that he's happy with his new relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i'm happy too that we ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I really miss being in love but I don't want to get hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Therefore, i'm keeping my heart to myself for this time being. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I do not want anymore puppy-love and serious-relationship-say-only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I want someone that will love me for who I am, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;that would not complain on how ugly and fat I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;who would appreciate all those little things I did for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;who love my insecurities, my nags, my longs to be pampered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;who gonna hold my hands in front of his friends and admit that we're together even before anyone ask him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;" ehh ( insert name),she's my girl! *looking me* "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;who gonna bring me over to his house and let me get close with the family without being shy of my appearance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;who would look at other girls and says " only you, ain't no other" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;who would assure me, whenever my insecurities comes and visits me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;important of all, who love me, my family and my friends as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;am i too demanding? well, if the next guy that i gonna get involved with does not have all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;well, i guess he must had something close to my ideal. that's why i give him the chance to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;till now, i've yet to find you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i will just wait and go on with the flow of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;happiness comes to people that wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;love yourself truly first, in order to be love by others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-8821772486676982595?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8821772486676982595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=8821772486676982595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8821772486676982595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8821772486676982595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-be-in-relationship-because-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TGAgzl4OPZI/AAAAAAAAAeI/L3CSnIJGVfI/s72-c/julaiha+rosli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5197349619103964787</id><published>2010-08-07T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T23:54:48.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TF1_YUWjDRI/AAAAAAAAAeA/0oCqaBtUWCo/s1600/haziq+rais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TF1_YUWjDRI/AAAAAAAAAeA/0oCqaBtUWCo/s320/haziq+rais.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502694375473483026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;well, i was freaking bored that day. that i just simply asked my younger brother to sit with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;amp; i start taking pics with him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;upon the pics, i realised that we look a like (durhh, we're sibling) haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;simply love him to the extent that if i do wanna have a baby, i would love to have someone like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; naughty yet obedient. awww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;* did i just praised him too much *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i love to disturb him and hug him till dad actually told us that " you kids are like having an affair" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;oh a big no no! it's against the law plus the religion. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i love haziq because, he is adorable-ly sweet and irritating at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;only siblings can be like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;he used to tell me, not to have a boyfriend because if i do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; that shows that i do not love him. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;so naive of him. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;no matter what happens. haziq is still my favourite boy and that will not change :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;my favourite boy till the end of time :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5197349619103964787?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5197349619103964787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sense to you. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;So, for now ... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just laugh at the confusion, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;smile through the tears &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and keep reminding yourself &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;that &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;everything happens for a reason &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-3077830582547244692?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3077830582547244692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3077830582547244692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3077830582547244692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3077830582547244692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TFL-k3bkHUI/AAAAAAAAAdo/9t_dEkCBdmA/s320/snapshot(46).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499738004281105730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;well, im supposed to be either doing my factsheet or be asleep at this moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i know i know, i will drag myself to bed later okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;it's a promised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;seriously, i got nothing to do right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; ( &lt;i&gt;apart for the fact that im supposed to rush my factsheet &amp;amp; newsletter now&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;well, &lt;i&gt;fcuk&lt;/i&gt; it okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;things has been going on great these few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; i'm being my happy for having a great friends around me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;however, to side track stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; this minor thing are just going on a lil too fast on my side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;it's too early to justify but let's see how we get thing going as day passes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't make promises which you are unsure that you can fulfill it or not. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i treat promises as a piece of paper.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;once it's crumble, no matter how hard you try to make it proper again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the crumble would not go away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i can't deny the fact that my heart is weaving but it's too early to confirm about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;if this also does not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;w&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ork out,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; please people don't ask me why i'm still in singlehood and i find love negative. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;Juu's qoute:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;my love is a balloon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;once the string snapped,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;i'll be gone with the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;and you would not see me again &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TFL-k3bkHUI/AAAAAAAAAdo/9t_dEkCBdmA/s72-c/snapshot(46).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7851670889265592869</id><published>2010-07-26T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T01:48:32.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TE3KPTq32yI/AAAAAAAAAdg/nlaDDlzo9Zo/s1600/IMG_6254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TE3KPTq32yI/AAAAAAAAAdg/nlaDDlzo9Zo/s320/IMG_6254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498273084416187170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;happy birthday to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;happy birthday to you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;happy birthday to JESSICA TEO SOCK HUA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;happy bithday to you ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;that girl on my right, is Jessica Teo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;it's her birthday today ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i wanna wish her a greatest birthday ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;happy legalization Jessica Teo :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i know i always disturb you with Kenneth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;it's just a joke that whenever i'm bored i would say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i would disturb you until your face turns red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;till you blushes like nobody business. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i really want to thanks you from the bottom of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;for always being there, when ever i'm down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;thanks for listening to my grumble and problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;thanks for all the wisdom words that you offered just to perks me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i dislike TEP right now, because our clique are now separated and we could not meet each other &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;often like before. it would take us weeks, before we could spend time together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i miss going to starbucks, drinking and bitching about our life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;lastly, have a great day Jess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;hope it would be your best birthday ever :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-7851670889265592869?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7851670889265592869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7851670889265592869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7851670889265592869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7851670889265592869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TE3KPTq32yI/AAAAAAAAAdg/nlaDDlzo9Zo/s72-c/IMG_6254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5796663887976108133</id><published>2010-07-19T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T01:27:46.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bestfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TEMz6G99_BI/AAAAAAAAAdY/5C5oY4QGGdc/s1600/IMG_4839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TEMz6G99_BI/AAAAAAAAAdY/5C5oY4QGGdc/s320/IMG_4839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495293043718093842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;that babe next to me is no other than my great bestfriend - girlfriend. officially on 19th July, she is leaving Singapore to study abroad for the next 3 years. yes, i gonna miss her like super crazy. she's been there through my ups &amp;amp; downs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;she is the first person that i would run to, when i have a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;she is my shoulder to cry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;she is my pillar of support when i gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;practically, we grew up together and getting to know each other true colours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;we managed to know each other hidden words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;we know each other tears behind those fake smiles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;we do not even have to say out everything because we clearly understand each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;as her bestfriend, im trying my very best not to shed tears in front of her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;pretending that im alright yet, im not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i'm so gonna miss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;babe, if you wanna know... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i kept quiet when you told me that your leaving on 19th because for me it was too early and i felt that i have not spend a lot of my time with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;the day that i slept at 7.30am is when i was rushing to do your video that i gave it to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;the reason that i keep myself busy with work, is because i'm trying to run away form the reality that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;you are going away on the 19th July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i know no matter how much i run away from facing the truth, the day would still come for you to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;however, i'd rather spend my mind off thinking your leaving so that i would not be hurt that much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;this passed few days, i've been thinking on how would my life be without you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;who do i run to, for that listening ear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;for that shoulder to cry on ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;for that hanging out ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i know i can't be selfish. i gotta let you go peacefully and with the smile on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i'm happy for you, that your pursuing your future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;but i gonna  miss the hell out of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i could not get myself to say goodbye directly. therefore here is my last farewell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;babe, azdiyatul akmah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;take care of yourself and study hard. i know your character, you do not want to make others worry about you but if you really have problem that you cannot handle yourself. please, call me and we will talk about it okay. i know your a very independent girl and i know you would be very well taken care by your family and friends there. i really hope you would not forget me :) yes, i may not be there to face any problem with you but i promise you that what ever problem you have, you are not facing it alone. you got me to rely on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i wanna thank you for being there always for me. listen to my whining and always pampering me :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;we're like a twin, so your problem are my problems too :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;anyway, my dad says; once your back from KL he will treat again to dinner at Holiday Inn Park View Hotel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;will be looking forward to see you. i'm looking forward for my birthday, because i know you would be there to celebrate with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;girlfriend, love you sangat sangat ! take care okay. keep in touch okay. gonna miss you very muchiee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;love, julaiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5796663887976108133?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TEMz6G99_BI/AAAAAAAAAdY/5C5oY4QGGdc/s72-c/IMG_4839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2300279140045186972</id><published>2010-07-12T00:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T01:00:12.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;things may not go as planned. why keep blaming people around, it just a plain waste of time. instead, get up to your feet and look at the other side of the coin and create a new pathway for yourself. there's no gain for you, to stuck in the moment of blaming others. you should just put all those a side and get back to the track of life. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;life is tough, as long as you're still breathing you need to keep going and living. no matter how hard you fall and how many times you tripped down. Push yourself off the ground and start making miracles. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Always remember, everything in life happened for a reason. It may be your fate or destiny but it your own fate and destiny. No one can write your story except for yourself. people around you are just some character you meet through out your life. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;they can leave a big impact in your life or they are just plain passerby. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2300279140045186972?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2300279140045186972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2300279140045186972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2300279140045186972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2300279140045186972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/07/things-may-not-go-as-planned.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-4970539573505503823</id><published>2010-07-03T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T23:43:43.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday zai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;yes. it feel like days since i update this outdated blog of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;rather busy and lazy to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;there's nothing much to blog about these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;anyway, here's an update recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a happy birthday to my dearest brother, Muhammad Zainuddin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TC9X4e6TU3I/AAAAAAAAAdI/bcjWrER0epw/s1600/IMG_4940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TC9X4e6TU3I/AAAAAAAAAdI/bcjWrER0epw/s320/IMG_4940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489703098669814642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;sorry, please ignore the fact that the birthday boy look so Undress as we tricked him on just to meet for lepak. it was a last minute and budget surprise for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;however, it was filled with a huge amount of sincerity and love :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;we did something rather creative for him, specially from the 4 of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Din, Azie &amp;amp; I :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TC9YlANsRSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/90qefAwpnxw/s1600/IMG_4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TC9YlANsRSI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/90qefAwpnxw/s320/IMG_4951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489703863523755298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;it was a major last minute, half and hour before meeting up with b'day boy we create this at Fajar Mac before heading to Din's void deck. We had a great help from Din in persuading b'day boy to meet up for lepak. yeahh it was a great turn out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;anyway, had a great short celebration and glad that b'day boy was touched by our surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;it's not that we forgot our dearest brother birthday, but it was pre - planned. heheh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i hope that the 4 of us would still have this friendship in time to come :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;happy birthday Zai :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-4970539573505503823?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/4970539573505503823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=4970539573505503823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4970539573505503823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4970539573505503823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-birthday-zai.html' title='happy birthday zai'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TC9X4e6TU3I/AAAAAAAAAdI/bcjWrER0epw/s72-c/IMG_4940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-8731286521258340080</id><published>2010-06-11T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T00:03:08.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheer up and Smile :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;This post is dedicated to my girlfriend, Azie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Hey babe, i know things were tough for you for that past few days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I felt bad for not being there when you were hurt, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;when you cried yourself to sleep and I could not be there at that moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I only got to know it the next day, i'm so sorry about that .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;However, all i want for you now is to stay strong and do not worry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;because i'm always here for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;No matter, how busy both am I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;just press that button on your handphone or tweet me away at Twitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I will be there, even if it was not physically you know i'm always there for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Yes babe, shit happens but do not worry because you got me to face it with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You would not face it alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Babe, i know your stronger than this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Don't let a small setback by an jackass turnover your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Prove that jackass wrong, by living your life happier with great laughter and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Live your life better and just let karma struck that jackass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There's always a reason behind everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Behind every strong girl, there's always a Jackass that made her like this :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cheer up and smile :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-8731286521258340080?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8731286521258340080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5853482733480882177</id><published>2010-05-30T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T10:10:26.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Starbucks Lover</title><content type='html'>it's kinda a late update of photos, but it's worth to blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TAHGLQCuV-I/AAAAAAAAAdA/o-B73jxX7zM/s1600/IMG_6486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TAHGLQCuV-I/AAAAAAAAAdA/o-B73jxX7zM/s320/IMG_6486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476876518446487522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TAHGK1deejI/AAAAAAAAAc4/7iIHW-jJ3KM/s1600/IMG_6469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TAHGK1deejI/AAAAAAAAAc4/7iIHW-jJ3KM/s320/IMG_6469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476876511310936626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TAHGKX1uCXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/b5xX5bTv3aM/s1600/IMG_6391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TAHGKX1uCXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/b5xX5bTv3aM/s320/IMG_6391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476876503359555954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TAHGJ2iVNOI/AAAAAAAAAco/Ic4_DZ1Kr_I/s1600/IMG_6264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TAHGJ2iVNOI/AAAAAAAAAco/Ic4_DZ1Kr_I/s320/IMG_6264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476876494419866850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Shelley, Jessica &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; went out for our Starbucks at Marina Square :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Sadly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Limin &amp;amp; Melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; could not make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;It's okay, we had our fun and as usual - bitchy stuff. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i really miss having &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Jessica, Melody and Shelley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; around me in class . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; asking me " where are we eating later" - when class just started. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i miss texting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; once i reach Choa Chu Kang Mrt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i miss disturbing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Shelley with Avi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Ultimately, i miss having shared conversation with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt; Limin, Jessica, Melody &amp;amp; Shelley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;in class even though we sit super near each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i'm so excited for TEP stopover to be over and i'm so excited to be in Sem 2 because, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i can hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt; Melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; asking me " where are we eating later "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i can text  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; once i reach Choa Chu Kang Mrt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i can disturb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Shelley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;:)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Most of all, we can have our Shared Conversation on MSN :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;love my dearest ladies !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2308588001420075454-5853482733480882177?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5853482733480882177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5853482733480882177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5853482733480882177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5853482733480882177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/05/were-starbucks-lover.html' title='We&apos;re Starbucks Lover'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/TAHGLQCuV-I/AAAAAAAAAdA/o-B73jxX7zM/s72-c/IMG_6486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1432228138142168693</id><published>2010-05-19T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T23:33:40.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 May 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S_P-wJMhH-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/T1wqCjR757E/s1600/julaiha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S_P-wJMhH-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/T1wqCjR757E/s320/julaiha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472998075240882146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;deep within me, i feel insecure :(  poly-life is seriously taking over me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i seems to live a fake life and i feel like im pretending to be someone that im really not. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;im glad that i have thoughtful classmates but i just do not feel that i fit in the crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;everyone in the class seems to be link with just 1 common thing - play sports . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(255, 255, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i agree, i do not play sport - but that does not stop me from taking Sports &amp;amp; Wellness Management right ? &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i do not play sports - does not means that i dislike sports . &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i like sports but i do not want to play sport competitively - i'd rather play if during my leisure period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;*** im drowned in the silence rain just now ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i felt so not in place, i really misses my secondary school environment . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;in my class; some do play sports and some does not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;however, when it comes to class sports activity - we participate actively .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;in my class; i do not have friends that keep complaining how fat they are - when they are skinny . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;the complain " i'm so fat " has never existed in my class .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;in my class; there is no clear division of cliques &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;everyone are just united as a class :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i'm not trying to show that how bad my new classmate are ... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;they are awesome people however, things are just not doing great for me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;someone tell me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;" like seriously, do you even play sports ?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;" you don't even look like someone that play sports?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;" you're so fat " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;" take up sports lah, you lazy " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;-  it's not that i'm lazy or what, it's just that poly sports team is not open for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;training purpose, they are only open for competitive squad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- yea, i do not play sports but that does not mean that i hate sports .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- who say every skinny people play sports ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- how should someone who play sports look like anyway ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i'm serious trying my very best to fit in, however, i feel weird. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i like sports but maybe for competitive level- i'm not there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;please, don't judge me just by first impression and my cliques. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;my cliques; have been playing sports since like Forever while i'm like Rarely . &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Don't say i never try, because you are the one walking in my shoe and you don't know what i fee .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;- only God know how i truly feels - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;** how i wish i could just ignore these stuff and live life as per normal .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i miss being that sunshine in me . ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i'm not a sport person but that doesn't mean that i'm not sporty and outgoing . &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;i like sports as a leisure activity but not on competition level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;seriously, i do not know and i'm very upset about this .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;* i cried as i type this blog *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1432228138142168693?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1432228138142168693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1432228138142168693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1432228138142168693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1432228138142168693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/05/19-may-2010.html' title='19 May 2010'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S_P-wJMhH-I/AAAAAAAAAcg/T1wqCjR757E/s72-c/julaiha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-4508334782440566360</id><published>2010-05-13T11:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:13:52.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12th may. 7.05pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;12th may. 7.05pm :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;it's been awhile since we talked and i hear your voice :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;we're far in distance, yet you took the effort to make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;me feel closer to you in my heart :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;what makes me love you the most, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;" i don't have a babe. i have you ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;i spend my money calling you . i spend my time calling you . "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;aww ~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;how i feel so high and i blushed like no one business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;mummy was looking at me and she grins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;boy, how i wish we were closer and distance is not the issue for us :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-4508334782440566360?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/4508334782440566360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=4508334782440566360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4508334782440566360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4508334782440566360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/05/12th-may-705pm.html' title='12th may. 7.05pm'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3944032852714330005</id><published>2010-05-07T11:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T14:49:27.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;alright i don't want to be label as someone ungrateful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;therefore i hereby thanks my gf,Azie for giving me opportunity :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;i get to take picture with my hot stuff; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Awal Ashaari&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman'; font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;he's so cute kann ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S-O22x6tDCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/SKjXs_ntjPU/s1600/31522_392551838258_685008258_3870483_1974846_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S-O22x6tDCI/AAAAAAAAAcY/SKjXs_ntjPU/s320/31522_392551838258_685008258_3870483_1974846_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468415424786664482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;yeahh. not forgetting to wish my ultimate addiction; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Cesc Fabregas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; birthday on 4th may  ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;ahahahha.  he's cute too ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-923488327022920771</id><published>2010-05-01T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T00:52:17.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i feel just like a fish out of the water . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i don't feel that i can fit in the crowd .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;everything seems so clear right now . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;it's kinda too late to regret and i'm not feeling any better .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;everyday is a dread for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;however right here deep within me ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm just trying my very best .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i pray for miracle to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-923488327022920771?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/923488327022920771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=923488327022920771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/923488327022920771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/923488327022920771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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dearest home at jelapang. although i stayed there for only 6 years, but it still holds a great significant value in me. my dearest home, watches me grow, watching me having my ups &amp;amp; downs in life. watching me struggling with different problems like friendship, family and school. my dearest home, saw my tears and laughter. i sure gonna miss my home very much. a place where witness the fights and reconcile after a misunderstanding. my dearest home, watched how much i grown; from being a timid lil girl to someone that is more open minded and outspoken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;my dearest home, contain much memories that some i wished i could just stay at  that moment and some just want to erase. however, overall i really love my dearest home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;no matter what, life just have to go on ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;right now, im living at my aunt's place. it's kinda cramp with a total of 14 people in a house but with that huge number of us, it's like an ever  lasting laughter and jokes. i guess it's a rainbow after a huge thunderstorm. i gonna love my new house now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i joked with everyone " today feel like the night of Hari raya, where everyone are so excited and are not asleep ! "  - it's already 12.30pm but the kids are not asleep and they are having morning school. hehhe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;soon, i will upload the pics when i took while moving the stuff over to my aunt's place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;right now, my dearest lappy had just went for "operation" and still being hospitalised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;i need to save up $400 before i can have him discharged :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;xoxo, julaiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-9172382001517260956?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/9172382001517260956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=9172382001517260956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/9172382001517260956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/9172382001517260956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-hard-to-bid-goodbye.html' title='it&apos;s hard to bid goodbye'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-5423315684489844899</id><published>2010-04-21T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:04:56.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;19th april; the start of my T.E.P; the stopover is event planning management. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;                          things right now, personally i find it a up and down stuff &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;             i guess i'm struggling here to hold on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt; all i wish is that, i have the encouragement to pull things through :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;        school sucks for me :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            &amp;amp; i really want this semester to be over very fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-5423315684489844899?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/5423315684489844899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=5423315684489844899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5423315684489844899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/5423315684489844899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/04/19th-april-start-of-my-t.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3218855532485909554</id><published>2010-04-08T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T02:03:26.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatest love is when you love yourself :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmpk. i know my lil cousin is trying to be that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;lil-clever-matchmaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for me, but things aren't just doing great for me.&lt;br /&gt;i received a text from her saying that she just passed my number to this friend.&lt;br /&gt;i could not say anything because, she had already passed it, not like she is asking my permission before passing it on.&lt;br /&gt;she was just informing me that she had already &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pass&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so we did texted a lil yesterday. everything was pretty alright until thing got worse when i did not reply his text&lt;br /&gt;and he gave me like another 3 textes before giving me a call.&lt;br /&gt;like durh - i did not pick up his call &amp;amp; what irks me the most is like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;he is acting like someone so important to me, that i have to report to him every single thing i'm doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hello boy, you're not even my boyfriend. why would in the world, do i have to report to you everything.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you don't need to call up on me to check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freaking hate it when he sent me this text&lt;br /&gt;"did you receive my text?"&lt;br /&gt;" nevermind. so, you didn't even realise that i call you just now? "&lt;br /&gt;- excuse me, technically i saw you were calling but i just did not wanna answer it.&lt;br /&gt;i just find it pretty much irritating cos you are acting as if you own me ( which you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; NOT&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;i do not mind, if you wanna be friends with me, but not to the extent that i have to report stuff to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hey we're not even together and there is no string attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously speaking, you're starting to freak me out and i'm really ain't interested.&lt;br /&gt;right now, i hate the fact that my lil cousin are doing this to me.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im jolly well know that you're freaking attached with your dearest boyfie&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't mean that i'm not being jolly well happy staying single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;who say you need a boyfie to be jolly well happy with your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you're trying to help here.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm doing great by myself&lt;br /&gt;and i just want things to happen naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i know that my mr. is somewhere out there, it's just that our path has yet to intersect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not in the mood and i'm not seeking for a boyfie right now.&lt;br /&gt;i just want things to get better for myself and family right now.&lt;br /&gt;other stuff can wait and their time will come eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i want right now is for my dearest to know that,&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy with my single life eventhough i do get jealous seeing lovebirds.&lt;br /&gt;but i will just cast that aside because there are other things in life&lt;br /&gt;that needs my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that mr. do come by, i won't give it a pass.&lt;br /&gt;not to worry, i will inform everyone if that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Greatest love is not a love by someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Greatest love is not when you love someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Greatest love is when you love yourself :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-3218855532485909554?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3218855532485909554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3218855532485909554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3218855532485909554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3218855532485909554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/04/greatest-love-is-when-you-love-yourself.html' title='Greatest love is when you love yourself :)'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7796338721369232603</id><published>2010-04-05T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T00:47:36.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i was younger and naive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;let me bring you people back to my old days :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;when i was kinda &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;naive&lt;/span&gt; in my life and i get head over heels over artiste. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;everyone would have gone through that epic moment, right :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;here is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;#1 addiction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S7i-VBVVWpI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Fw0Uuy6CR7U/s1600/46263497365fb066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S7i-VBVVWpI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Fw0Uuy6CR7U/s320/46263497365fb066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456320216903801490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my ultimate all-time favorite football player, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Francesc Fabregas Soler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Arsenal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;he was my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;love at the first sight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;one-sided, like duh&lt;/span&gt;) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i was&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; secondary 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at that time, when he first started playing for the Arsenal club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;From then on, he is my favorite boy. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;let's calculate, it's been like &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :) (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;wah, if only I can be that faithful in reality&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Naively, i even dream of getting married to him :)) - that is what every girl dream to marry their favorite idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i will jokingly say, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;we will get married at the Emirates Stadium&lt;/span&gt; :)) hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;my friends would also join in the fun, by saying about their favorite idol too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;* &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;don't tell me, you never had that kinda illusion&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;When i was in secondary 3, i told my friend that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When i'm 20 years old, i would take a holiday trip to London - just to meet him personally :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;but when i'm 20 years old, i would have just graduated from NYP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;* hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Let me tell you a piece of so-called-secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Before i choose my NYP, Sports&amp;amp;Wellness Management course ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i was making a joke about - how i can be a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;certified personal sports psychologist to Fabregas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;*&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; i know, dream on&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;alright enough, i just cannot get over the fact that he's so cute :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S7i-VWCLVuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/7EeJy-T7K-I/s1600/f48fd0627c826c40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S7i-VWCLVuI/AAAAAAAAAcA/7EeJy-T7K-I/s320/f48fd0627c826c40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456320222460597986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i've been supporting him ever since;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;he is 16 years old until now, 23 years old ( this year,2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;he did not know how to speak english, until he speak fluent english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;he as a ordinary mid-fielder until he became the Captain for Arsenal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;okay, now im being superb freaky. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;adding to my ultimate idolise of him,&lt;br /&gt;i love the fact that he is very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;faithful&lt;/span&gt; to his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;he had been together with her even before he played for Arsenal.&lt;br /&gt;it's such a long-time relationship.&lt;br /&gt;i love it!&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;unlike other famous international footballer,&lt;br /&gt;that just go around changing partners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;as if they are doing their regular soccer practice :)&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovefabregas :)&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/2308588001420075454-7796338721369232603?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/7796338721369232603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=7796338721369232603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7796338721369232603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/7796338721369232603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-was-younger-and-naive.html' title='when i was younger and naive'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S7i-VBVVWpI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Fw0Uuy6CR7U/s72-c/46263497365fb066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2794199221021293226</id><published>2010-04-03T01:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T03:13:17.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm losing my patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sometimes, how i wished i was &lt;b style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ego, hard-headed, irresponsible, disrespectful,  carefree,ignorant&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; just like my elder sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:arial;" class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;for myself, i'm so sick of being the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nice girl, understanding, always following rules, soft-hearted&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; person in the household. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;being too nice, people are just taking the advantage of myself. i'm just being people's &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;doormat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and it really hurts me deep inside. even when being too nice, i was scolded for other's fault - which is totally unfair for myself. while i'm being blamed, others just freely walk away.the only reason i got for that was that "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's hard to talk sense you your elder sister&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ohgosh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! like excuse me! she's is still your daughter and you ought to make her at least have the basic courtesy and respect when at home.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;ohgosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the most thing i freaking hate my elder sister to the very core is just that - she can just freaking pretend like nothing is her fault and she is the angel one at home. just like she is not even responsible for doing any house chores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;her only reason to back her up - from doing house chores is that she is working. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;timeout&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;foryourfreakingbrainlessinformation&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;; me, myself is also working. which makes us equal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;you, working extra hour? &lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hell ya right&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, get this in your head. when you're having your off-day, you went out from morning till the next morning causing you to have less/no rest for work. &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! it's like spitting in the air - which makes you to be more dirtier. &lt;b style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;useyourfreakingbrain&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. having off-day, you can just rest at home to rejuvenate yourself, yes you can go out but there is no need for you to like go out like the whole 24hours right in a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i'm not trying to be disrespectful here but i'm just losing my patience and my losing my cool. i'm tired of taking the blame of what i did not do. i'm tired of being the nice and understanding girl. i'm tired of being used and taken advantage of. you want me to respect you, &lt;i style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! try by respecting others first. show some basic courtesy and respect at home first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;there is just one thing i wanna say to you; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girl, seriously speaking you had lost your respected position since that day and i'm not sure if you can be respected again or not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sometimes i wonder, why i have such sister at the very place. but fact cannot be changed, you're my biological elder sister :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2794199221021293226?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2794199221021293226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2794199221021293226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2794199221021293226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2794199221021293226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-losing-my-patience.html' title='i&apos;m losing my patience'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3715966796692859537</id><published>2010-03-27T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T01:42:41.587+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me HEARTS 5N2'/><title type='text'>5N2 2010 Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zrECR07MI/AAAAAAAAAag/Rojjm52qC9o/s1600/class.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zrECR07MI/AAAAAAAAAag/Rojjm52qC9o/s320/class.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452991703402474690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Group picture w/o kaimeng. Cos he is so busy with his Roller Blade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zso-b605I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1J_C6rstSw4/s1600/24068_1398846334990_1347225283_1108912_4170894_n.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/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zso-b605I/AAAAAAAAAbQ/1J_C6rstSw4/s320/24068_1398846334990_1347225283_1108912_4170894_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452993437537850258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaimeng &amp;amp; I , waiting for bus to East Coast Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zt5HCJCDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/f3Ij378CXrg/s1600/aize+%26+ivan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zt5HCJCDI/AAAAAAAAAbw/f3Ij378CXrg/s320/aize+%26+ivan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452994814235183154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Azie &amp;amp; Ivan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zt4SdGfoI/AAAAAAAAAbo/a3jfxeUa41s/s1600/zhihao+%26+juu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zt4SdGfoI/AAAAAAAAAbo/a3jfxeUa41s/s320/zhihao+%26+juu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452994800121183874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ZhiHao &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zt3RDDV9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/tBNxP4oyrlE/s1600/siblings.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/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zt3RDDV9I/AAAAAAAAAbg/tBNxP4oyrlE/s320/siblings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452994782563620818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zsoce2MDI/AAAAAAAAAbI/q9mDWTPVEjU/s1600/24068_1398856575246_1347225283_1109059_7124858_n.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/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zsoce2MDI/AAAAAAAAAbI/q9mDWTPVEjU/s320/24068_1398856575246_1347225283_1109059_7124858_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452993428423323698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GF,Azie &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zsn54hI0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/rHvZe-PbJ54/s1600/IMG_4068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zsn54hI0I/AAAAAAAAAbA/rHvZe-PbJ54/s320/IMG_4068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452993419135755074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Had a trial roller blading with Kaimeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zrFK8VGSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JAcZqGPWYSg/s1600/juu%26kai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zrFK8VGSI/AAAAAAAAAaw/JAcZqGPWYSg/s320/juu%26kai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452991722908096802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kaimeng &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zrEns3gZI/AAAAAAAAAao/MeCXDZOMBI8/s1600/ivan+%26+juu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zrEns3gZI/AAAAAAAAAao/MeCXDZOMBI8/s320/ivan+%26+juu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452991713448001938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ivan &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zrDQyfteI/AAAAAAAAAaY/l8IZYx419fs/s1600/din+%26+juu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zrDQyfteI/AAAAAAAAAaY/l8IZYx419fs/s320/din+%26+juu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452991690117723618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Din &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zspUam8bI/AAAAAAAAAbY/OUkftJiNloM/s1600/IMG_4134.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/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zspUam8bI/AAAAAAAAAbY/OUkftJiNloM/s320/IMG_4134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452993443437932978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i had a fall at a downhill, near the water skii area. superb pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Instead of staying at home and grumble about Monday's Blues ...&lt;br /&gt;My dearest 5N2 classmates meet up for a gathering at EastCoastPark!&lt;br /&gt;Although it was not a full-attendance it did not stop us from meeting up and enjoying ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, you cannot expect us to meet up on the exact timing.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, there are some delay due to some late-comer. * which is so common*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at EastCoastPark, we had a free time to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a so long since i played roller-blade, therefore i try to give it another try to it.&lt;br /&gt;Which means, im so proud of myself that i actually skate to Bedok Jetty.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. from the above picture. as you can see, i had a great downhill fall.&lt;br /&gt;it was not partly my fault because i forgot to apply the break causing a fall. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a long day at EastCoastPark, we head to Parkway Parade to have our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so proud and touched by Ivan whom came all the way from Woodlands just to have dinner with us.&lt;br /&gt;even though he got lost on his way to EastCoastPark. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;well, overall im proud of him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus, we took a few more pictures while the guys gather together&lt;br /&gt;and start talking about MOTORBIKES - so boring ! hehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though not many were present, it did not brings down the fun.&lt;br /&gt;well, i really love my 5N2 classmates from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;yes, friends come and go but memories stays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the 5 years we went through together, it's so meaningful and i love it .&lt;br /&gt;hopefully that we will have more of this outing :)&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, my 5N2 :)) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-3715966796692859537?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3715966796692859537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3715966796692859537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3715966796692859537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3715966796692859537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/03/5n2-2010-gathering.html' title='5N2 2010 Gathering'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S6zrECR07MI/AAAAAAAAAag/Rojjm52qC9o/s72-c/class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1239319854064218485</id><published>2010-03-25T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T02:15:49.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Result is out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;sometimes, things does not turn out as you plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;just like how my results is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;yes, people i failed my economic paper like badly - F (supplementary paper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*shocking right* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;me too, in the shocking state right now too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;however, it's already happening and you cannot run away from reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;*reality check* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;julaiha failed her Microeconomic paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so back to reality, i had to retake my Microeconomic paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;honestly, i was so demoralized when i get my results &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;however, thanks to my friends ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;they comfort me and assure me that things gonna be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;thanks to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- limin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- shelley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- azie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- jeremy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;xoxo people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;right now, me trying to survive this supplementary paper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; let's everyone pray that i can clear this paper with all my might.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i'm not gonna let today's despair affect my future :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-1239319854064218485?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1239319854064218485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1239319854064218485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1239319854064218485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1239319854064218485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/03/result-is-out.html' title='Result is out'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;a person make you forget how much they mean to you seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Just now when my parents got home after they went out for some issue with my grandfather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;They told me that, my grandfather misses me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Growing up with him, i know he is someone that does not know how to display his love to his child and grandchildren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I felt so touched and speechless because I, once hate him very badly due to his bad manners and the way he dislike my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;even though we had live together for 16 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;19th March 2010, it's the best day of my life :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;My Grandfather indirectly say he miss me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;When he got to know that i'm currently taking my driving license, he was smiling widely and replied that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;" so, when she pass she can drive me out " - he said to my mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;awww... im so touched and speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;although he never say he miss me, i know he does :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;xoxo, grandfather ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A man with no words but thousand hidden feeling behind those a few words spoken - my grandfather :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-4760189948742719335?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/4760189948742719335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=4760189948742719335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4760189948742719335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4760189948742719335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-know-you-miss-me.html' title='i know you miss me :)'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3714119635526924304</id><published>2010-03-12T02:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T02:15:01.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;sometimes, i just hope that you will understand me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-3714119635526924304?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3714119635526924304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3714119635526924304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3714119635526924304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3714119635526924304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-i-just-hope-that-you-will.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-1708305046890547418</id><published>2010-03-09T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T02:09:36.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soul-Searching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5ZoFJCnO6I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Dj1sfNb-JJE/s1600-h/fFGBFDGHF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5ZoFJCnO6I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Dj1sfNb-JJE/s400/fFGBFDGHF.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446655236886707106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look up!&lt;br /&gt;that is my Astrology Single's Horoscope :)&lt;br /&gt;it's not something that i really trust in it,&lt;br /&gt; but it just that sometime what is being preview will make you reflect on yourself without your own realization :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Julaiha! Daily Single's Horoscope Tuesday March 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;When you put your mind to it, you can move mountains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;Now, the question is,&lt;br /&gt; do you really want to be with someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;who has to be convinced to be with you?&lt;br /&gt;Of course not.&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;want someone who understand how great you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instantly, i was shocked with the saying.&lt;br /&gt;a part of me agree to it and it make me reflect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;did i really want to be with someone that has to be convinced to be with me ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;or, someone who understand how great i am ?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how many people have i neglected just because i keep assuring myself&lt;br /&gt;that they cannnot be with me. how much they cannot keep up to my standard.&lt;br /&gt;i will just find ways to assure myself that we're not compatible.&lt;br /&gt;they just seems to be lacking in something, that i just cannot be convinced that we can be together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this sentence shoot me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;do you really want to be with someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;, who has to be convinced to be with you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it make me think back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;yes, i do want someone that understand how great i am but isn't that the same person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;that can convinced me pretty well that we can be together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;well, right now im just gonna follow my heart and let the rest to be with God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;once there is a sparks, fireworks and chemistry :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2308588001420075454-1708305046890547418?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/1708305046890547418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=1708305046890547418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1708305046890547418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/1708305046890547418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/03/soul-searching.html' title='Soul-Searching'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5ZoFJCnO6I/AAAAAAAAAZw/Dj1sfNb-JJE/s72-c/fFGBFDGHF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-667187918536013032</id><published>2010-03-08T14:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:04:27.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>East Coast Park :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it may come kinda late, but it's better to be late than never right ? hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;here are some picas from my outing with my poly mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;we're celebrating to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; OUR 7 WEEKS FREEDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- CLOSURE TO 2ND SEMESTER IN NYP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- KENNETH'S VERY BELATED BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;- AVI'S FAREWELL TRIP TO INDIA FOR 1MONTH,10DAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfGbUC-xI/AAAAAAAAAZg/zJ06oeEOcyA/s1600-h/_DSC0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfGbUC-xI/AAAAAAAAAZg/zJ06oeEOcyA/s200/_DSC0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446152782157642514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;jessica &amp;amp; me :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfF2rBp7I/AAAAAAAAAZY/LkU-tTve9r8/s1600-h/_DSC0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfF2rBp7I/AAAAAAAAAZY/LkU-tTve9r8/s200/_DSC0218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446152772321912754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;resting at Bedok Jetty, enjoying the breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfFmRZgAI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wn4pFGZUI-4/s1600-h/_DSC0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfFmRZgAI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/wn4pFGZUI-4/s200/_DSC0194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446152767919456258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;jessica - juu- jerman :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfFME6AnI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4bssXwk5RBo/s1600-h/_DSC0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfFME6AnI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4bssXwk5RBo/s200/_DSC0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446152760887738994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;avi &amp;amp; jiewen :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfEn9TX_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/yVQypeEMmvQ/s1600-h/_DSC0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S5SfEn9TX_I/AAAAAAAAAZA/yVQypeEMmvQ/s200/_DSC0154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446152751192170482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;guest of the day ! Kenneth Yap ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Best part of the day,&lt;br /&gt;Kenneth did not suspect anything about the whole trip that we're gonna celebrate his birthday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love love :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we cycled, nearly cover the whole of east coast park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;except for the fact that we were tired half way :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but it was like a good workout ! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we had a seafood dinner as the whole, 9 of us ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we had; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- stingray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- cockles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- BBQ chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- Kangkong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;it was such a filling and kinda spicy ! hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;at the end of the day, it was lucky that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i have such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sweet cousin&lt;/span&gt; and thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;her boyfie&lt;/span&gt; that is non-cold blooded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to pick me, avi &amp;amp; jerman up at east coast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to Kak Syidah &amp;amp; Abg Mimi :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;although we got home late, but it's worth a lot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;as it have such a beautiful memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p.s: next outing to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Henderson Waves&lt;/span&gt; ... but have to wait for Avi's return from India :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-667187918536013032?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/667187918536013032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;People change over time, it certainly not an exception for Julaiha Rosli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;indeed i happily admit that i've changed however i really hope i did change for the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;not to worry, people do not change entirely, there is always a small part of them deep within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;all you need to do is just get to know me lil more better and you will then know the true Julaiha Rosli.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;right now, whenever i met up with my secondary school friends they will end up with this commet;&lt;br /&gt;" Juu, you've changed sia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haha. yes people, i'd changed. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Experience made people much wiser :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ever thought why i became more sarcastic?&lt;br /&gt;it's simple, it's because i had enough of getting upset over small matters and g&lt;br /&gt;etting very very sensitive over something that people find it ridiculous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;experience taught me to be more open-minded and less sensitive&lt;br /&gt;till right now, im just scared that my sarcastic did made anyone hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The only thing i hope that, people around me can accept me as time passes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Everyone is changing as experience are making them wiser in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'm just learning on how to improve myself for my self-benefit ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Wanna know my old Julaiha Rosli,&lt;br /&gt;go ask my bestfriends ... secondary school friends&lt;br /&gt;and you will be shocked to see the drastic different :))&lt;br /&gt;like seriously ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;xoxo, julaiha !&lt;/span&gt;&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/2308588001420075454-8599641099503601235?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/8599641099503601235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=8599641099503601235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/8599641099503601235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S4diebLOsUI/AAAAAAAAAYw/6K929V4lwVw/s1600-h/WFAEFDHGHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S4diebLOsUI/AAAAAAAAAYw/6K929V4lwVw/s320/WFAEFDHGHH.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442426949530988866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;Have you ever thought of what you will feel, when you have been waiting for that special someone for so long. Thinking that they are patiently and faithfully also waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will you feel then, when you call up that special someone to give a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;however, you are being surprised instead when someone else picks up the call for him/her and tells you that&lt;br /&gt;he/she is already attached.&lt;br /&gt;you will certainly be hurt to the maximum as you felt that, all this while you have been wasting your time on something that is uncertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;people change as day passes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;time does not wait for anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;whenever you feel insecure, deep within your heart you will hope for someone to just be there beside you.&lt;br /&gt;assuring you by saying " &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;hey, don't worry everything gonna be alright and i'm here with you&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a very dependent girl, who needs someone to rely on. you had your chance, therefore ...&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to be there when im feeling insecure and feeling so down.&lt;br /&gt;someone to protect me and someone that i can feel secured with.&lt;br /&gt;i guess, you _____________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im walking away, from this.&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/2308588001420075454-8042097271197586992?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S4diebLOsUI/AAAAAAAAAYw/6K929V4lwVw/s72-c/WFAEFDHGHH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-4678682530645510825</id><published>2010-02-23T11:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T11:58:18.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, Hazwani Abd Mois :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/64/643e9024776ceff06c9c9216a604d120.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/graphics/30810"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S4NQRZ27RaI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WxDP7CYalsc/s1600-h/20135_223383934004_741734004_3258569_6751735_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S4NQRZ27RaI/AAAAAAAAAYo/WxDP7CYalsc/s400/20135_223383934004_741734004_3258569_6751735_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441281034722952610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY, HAZWANI ABD MOIS :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*look up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;the pretty lady above, is my dudette, my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;bestfriend &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i just wanna shout out to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;enjoy your last-teen-hood to the fullest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i love the fact that we became bestfriend, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i could still remember the first meeting so clearly in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;we shared so much memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;no matter what happen, you're my bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;and will always be :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;b'cos we got a lot of memories and joke of the day to create. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;your presence made a big difference in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;you're my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LISTENING EAR :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;specially for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i wish you all the very best in what ever you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;not to worry that i will always be rooting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;hope that you succeed in your life and achieve your dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;most importantly, i wish that our friendship lasts forever :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;love you from the bottom of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;julaiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-4678682530645510825?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/4678682530645510825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=4678682530645510825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4678682530645510825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4678682530645510825'/><link rel='alternate' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im feeling superb insecure right now and at this very moment, im just hoping that you are here next to me and just tell me that " babe, it's okay and everything gonna be fine. don't worry" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks to my microeconomic paper, it seriously demoralize to the maximum right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;im trying my very best not to stay demoralize and get it affected so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;please smile juu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-4806206134938379691?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-4197792639203351203</id><published>2010-02-19T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:10:21.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday Zahirah Omar :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 220px;" src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/24/2495f9a91bd5da3ea3bdba1e8fdcc57d.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S36z44l_oPI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cSwNPR72og0/s1600-h/20135_223383839004_741734004_3258559_7757504_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 344px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S36z44l_oPI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cSwNPR72og0/s400/20135_223383839004_741734004_3258559_7757504_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439983189755928818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ZAHIRAH OMAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY ZAHIRAH OMAR :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;that girl above is my dudette, my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i just wanna wish you a happy birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hope you enjoy your end of teens-hood to the very fullest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;with your loved one, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Syamil :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;anyway, i could still NOT remember how we get close ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; but right now, it does not matter cause .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;you're my best friend now and will always be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;your presence made a lot'sa different in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;you're my very much &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LAUGHING MACHINE :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specially for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i wish you all the very best in what ever you do. not to worry, i will always be there and be rooting for you. love you many many :) hope you succeed in life and achieve all your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;good luck in what ever you do &amp;amp; hope you distinction your exams :)) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;most importantly, i really wish that our friendship will lasts forever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Julaiha Rosli :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2308588001420075454-4197792639203351203?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/4197792639203351203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=4197792639203351203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4197792639203351203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/4197792639203351203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-zahirah-omar.html' title='happy birthday Zahirah Omar :)'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S2-oZ__81jI/AAAAAAAAAYY/MLSAaRLHDwQ/s400/qesrdtykutyjhtgrf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435748439889335858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: lucida grande; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;however, i cannot complain because there is more work waiting ahead for me.&lt;br /&gt;like next week schedule for my work is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday FULL shift, Saturday FULL shift, Sunday 6.30 - 10.30pm (CNY week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this very moment, i'm thinking, why am i even doing this?&lt;br /&gt;how i miss very much those time where i either go out or just stay at home every weekend&lt;br /&gt; with friends or family.&lt;br /&gt;when you do not even have to think about money and just spend as much as you want.&lt;br /&gt;i miss that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bimbo-life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i just hope i will get fine so that i will not skip any working day&lt;br /&gt;since yesterday i just skipped my FULL shift due to a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; high fever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side track: i just realize that my daddy is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THICK-SKINNED&lt;/span&gt; superb to the maximum!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, when he came back from work he enter my room and shoot me this freaking question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" adik, you sick? must have miss me so much right"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i was like " huh ? NO ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;then he touch my forehead ... but it had already temp.down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" now not hot, cos just now you hear my voice on the phone, saying im otw home"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ewwww ! super thick-skinned daddy i had here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;but he's cute though ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i gonna go back to earth &amp;amp; do my sport project&lt;br /&gt;submission date is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOMORROW, 9TH FEBRUARY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, my lovely reader :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;xoxo,julaiiha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S2-oZ__81jI/AAAAAAAAAYY/MLSAaRLHDwQ/s72-c/qesrdtykutyjhtgrf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-140497380619693881</id><published>2010-01-31T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T22:33:41.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm going head over heels for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;i'm going goo-goo-ga-ga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; time check: 8.30pm, your call since 1 january 2010 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; im not being sarcastic here, but i just find it lovely nice. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we start off by having:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;every morning and night call&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;once a few days&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;once every few weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;to &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twice a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; i admit, i nearly gave up and i do not mind to move on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;however, when i heard your voice through the phone ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help to fall again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i was touched that you remembered me, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was touched that you took the initiative in calling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; i was touched by the sweet talking. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i know that all boys, do sweet nothing talks, but when it come to you ... &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i'm not sure myself.&lt;br /&gt;i try so hard to hold back, but i fall at the instance i heard your voice. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make my heartbeat leap :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;the cute part is that our conversation were cut-off 3 times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;but each time the conversation were to be cut-off, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you will try to find your means and ways to get it through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i was very moved when you said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i do not want, you to have a bad image of me, the line was cut-off unintentionally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;at that point of time, i was ~melting ~ and awwww ~~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sincerely, i just wanna tell you that ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks for not giving up of me. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks for holding on to me, even when you know that distance may cause a problem :) &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thanks for the call, today. it brighten up my life and i really enjoy this so much.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were joking about, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning caller: i have to wait another month, so that i can see you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;juu: haha, yes. it's been so long since we met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;m.c: yea. since i was in sec 1 ... tll now .. so long :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juu: yea. so since you have waited that long, it would not make any diff. if you were to wait for me for 1 month ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;m.c: haha. sure, i will wait. hope to see you :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww... im going head over heels for this boy :D i hope this feeling will lasts ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;3&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every hour like a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;everyday lasts forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but what else am i gonna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd wait forever and a day for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i wait up wait up for you &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-140497380619693881?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/140497380619693881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=140497380619693881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/140497380619693881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/140497380619693881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-going-head-over-heels-for-you.html' title='i&apos;m going head over heels for you'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2236630574249898614</id><published>2010-01-26T12:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T12:06:51.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start Studying Julaiha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just made myself something nice, specially for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it may help me, i not sure ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S15pfHCe7II/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Kx11u39byLY/s1600-h/WALLPAPER+JUU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S15pfHCe7II/AAAAAAAAAYQ/Kx11u39byLY/s400/WALLPAPER+JUU.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430894183841721474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S15peoVU8lI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jicbqfsaR2I/s1600-h/START+STUDYING.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S15peoVU8lI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jicbqfsaR2I/s400/START+STUDYING.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430894175599260242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;saying my NO to&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;br /&gt;TWEETDECK&lt;br /&gt;MSN&lt;br /&gt;BLOG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess this will come in handy pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;but right now, im not sure. hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;cos, the motivation to start studying is not there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2308588001420075454-2236630574249898614?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2236630574249898614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2236630574249898614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-3873329013086316767</id><published>2010-01-21T02:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:23:18.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;went over your page, but sadly ...&lt;br /&gt;nothing perks me up.&lt;br /&gt;yes, there were memories but a short ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things are just meant to be left unsaid and untouched anymore.&lt;br /&gt;let's put the stuff the way it is and move ahead in life.&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/2308588001420075454-3873329013086316767?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/3873329013086316767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=3873329013086316767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3873329013086316767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/3873329013086316767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/01/went-over-your-page-but-sadly.html' title=''/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-2181896852821615601</id><published>2010-01-21T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:34:51.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toh Limin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S1ctDC-T4CI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KNG1_nxHlM4/s1600-h/limin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S1ctDC-T4CI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KNG1_nxHlM4/s400/limin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428857406179500066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;happy burpie day to my dearest girlfriend here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;TOH LIMIN :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;happy 21st birthday limin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm glad in having a friend like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yes, indeed i am naughty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and sometimes kinda hard to handle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;always making you angry and so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;disturbing you non-stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i always purposely, ask you to go to school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;for like a pathetic 1 lesson ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;waking you up late for lesson ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;however, never once you complain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;or even says that you dislike me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you would just say ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"i dun hate you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i remember how we used to strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and thanks to Jessica that i get to know you, during your 1st day in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;all the memories we spent in semester 1 till now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Bugis (sedate ladies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Marina Baragge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- Singapore Flyers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;- BBQ at Ray's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and etc etc. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i cherish it so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;thanks so much for being there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;when i really needed someone to talk you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you were always there to listen to my grumbling and my bitching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;we share secrets together and all the laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;we shared ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i love you very muchh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;lastly, wanna say ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm sorry for last friday after Netball game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;we ditch you off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it's because we 're all going to buy your present at town :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sorry we keep laughing at you in the tutorials&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it's because we're discussing on how to celebrate your birthday :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sorry for us not telling you that we're coming to RP to support you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it's because it meant to be a surprise !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;anyway, hope you love our Present &amp;amp;&amp;amp; hand-made Birthday Poster :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;love you so much, from the bottom of my heart !&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/2308588001420075454-2181896852821615601?l=undernover.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/feeds/2181896852821615601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2308588001420075454&amp;postID=2181896852821615601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2181896852821615601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2308588001420075454/posts/default/2181896852821615601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undernover.blogspot.com/2010/01/toh-limin.html' title='Toh Limin'/><author><name>july(ai)ha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11563239678084593380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/SsIUQxC5opI/AAAAAAAAAQM/k6iufQxJvdY/S220/10429_141161645891_741415891_2745998_2194243_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4aD8hDzhE4k/S1ctDC-T4CI/AAAAAAAAAYA/KNG1_nxHlM4/s72-c/limin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2308588001420075454.post-7941075916970224413</id><published>2010-01-17T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:41:28.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm glad it ended</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;well oh well, i know after this post is being published. by all means, you would be even reading this. it would be from my babe that informed you, or even when you could finally understand me, which resulted in me writing this post. yes, i will post pretty much everything in my life and which i want others to know what is going on with my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;firstly, i just wanna tell you that i dislike the way you get things around. the timing is just ain't right and i totally hate it to the freaking core. just when i have already cleared everything in my mind, you came back and restore it. why can't you just live your life. i do not even care if you are still engulf with freaking guilt. as what i gonna say, you deserve it very well. i'm not being sarcastic but i'm just being plain true right here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;~ have you ever tried sleeping with a broken heart, well you could try sleeping in my bed ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;dude, what i can say right now is that. i have already forgiven you sincerely, but i never forgets what happened. i just treat it as a lesson learnt from a bad nightmare. it's hard to forget someone that used to be so meaningful in your life, but i'm fine right now and i love my life now. i'm getting fine, after all the pain and shits happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which rules states that even if you're forgiven you have to start talking like per normal?&lt;br /&gt;it's like my freaking personal stuff lahh, i wanna talk to you again or not ?&lt;br /&gt;who are you in my life sehh?&lt;br /&gt;you're just someone i USED to know back then only.&lt;br /&gt;it's up to myself whether i wanna talk to you again or not...&lt;br /&gt;right now, i just feel that i'm better off NOT TALKING to you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;you know what, im glad that you could now make it to my present and hopefully not in my future. because i love the people i have right now by my side. you can help me in a way, just by getting your butt out of my life and be a stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;you said, you wanted to talk to me ... however, for me, i do not think that we have anything to talk about. eversince you make yourself clear, we already had nothing in common, even to talk about. there is nothing to make things clear because everything is so clear and i'm jolly well done and over with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;memories do visits but why bother to let it replay in your mind ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;just shut that thoughts away, and treat it just like a nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;dude, we're living in 2010, now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;why bring up the past which is like a 2008 -2009 stuff ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i'm happy with my life now, because i have finally accept the current fate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;and i've moved on and i'm ain't looking back because the slightest hope, i had already buried together last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;p.s: the thing that is freaking pissed me off, is that ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;you are coming to my babe and telling all this sorry-shits &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;when i have already erased you and i have already moved on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;you did the same old thingy last year .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i'm freaking pissed-off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;dude, i know you have jolly well moved on too. so just let things be. don't bring something from the past  with you to the present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;i believe this :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;- everything happen for a reason, and why he could not manage to be in your present and your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;- karma, what goes around comes around ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;- when your love does not happen with this person, it just mean that someone else loves you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Finale: I love my 2010, and i'm glad your not part of it. i've moved on and i'm so proud of myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;my life is close to prefection without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;P.S: Your current unstable relationship hiccups, does not have anything got to do with me. it's just fate and destiny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; 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