<?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-480998677188557124</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:31:59.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fadilah's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3603969363039267842</id><published>2010-07-17T11:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T11:39:50.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been quite some time. Not too bad, enjoying life. Exams coming and same thing as before, its seems hard concentrating on books compared to the internet. We'll be hunting for our dulang soon, waiting for him to end his work. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest of us, at flea market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/TEEly4PnilI/AAAAAAAAEyw/kZFVgi7zcos/s1600/CIMG3140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/TEEly4PnilI/AAAAAAAAEyw/kZFVgi7zcos/s320/CIMG3140.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494714576390294098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3603969363039267842?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3603969363039267842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3603969363039267842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3603969363039267842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3603969363039267842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/07/been-quite-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/TEEly4PnilI/AAAAAAAAEyw/kZFVgi7zcos/s72-c/CIMG3140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-418819499055577977</id><published>2010-02-17T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T19:56:44.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy Itchy !!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-418819499055577977?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/418819499055577977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=418819499055577977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/418819499055577977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/418819499055577977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/02/itchy-itchy-itchy-itchy-itchy-itchy.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-9007884930343518742</id><published>2010-02-12T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T10:13:06.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S3S4wPGlnqI/AAAAAAAAEyo/Bs44N-qPKc8/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S3S4wPGlnqI/AAAAAAAAEyo/Bs44N-qPKc8/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437173788970426018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAY!!! but let's not get too excited cuz results not out yet and I still have my 7 weeks attachment to clear. Hopefully everything will be a smooth journey, amin :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE my fiance ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-9007884930343518742?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/9007884930343518742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=9007884930343518742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/9007884930343518742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/9007884930343518742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/02/yeay-but-lets-not-get-too-excited-cuz.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S3S4wPGlnqI/AAAAAAAAEyo/Bs44N-qPKc8/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-5329082558381388859</id><published>2010-02-07T10:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:46:09.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Incident happened yesterday, someone from group A left a bag from and there was a commotion from another group (say group B)sitting beside us and left after a while.The very next thing a man in grey shirt came in and took the bag. We didnt know if the guy took the bag to give it to the cashier or was he from group A. We continued to watch the liverpool match (Kuyt was awesome woohooo!) until a lady came in, approached us if we had seen a bag left behind. Love followed by Idris told them a guy in grey shirt took it maybe place it with cashier and love was telling me if she came up again chances are the bag might be stolen and true enough the bloody grey shirt guy, dishonests idiot of group B must have planned it all along. Should we have known this would happen, maybe one of us could took it and give to the cashier but who do we have to blame? The group of dishonest idiots must be enjoying themselves to the laptop bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the omelette we ate yesterday was marvelous, going for the omelette &amp; pita bread the next time. No longer fancy the fries anymore heeeh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off-White lace, very beautiful indeed. Lurve it ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-5329082558381388859?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/5329082558381388859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=5329082558381388859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5329082558381388859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5329082558381388859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/02/incident-happened-yesterday-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8247894088835477370</id><published>2010-02-05T12:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T12:30:32.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jealous Jealous Jealous booohooo haha!&lt;br /&gt;Ok 4 more papers to go and I swear I dont have the mood to do today's paper. Half-hearted effort I must say and for the first time, I tried to complete it asap and hand it up. Kinda regret now hhaa ok I shall stay till the time is up for the next 4 papers. booo :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8247894088835477370?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8247894088835477370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8247894088835477370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8247894088835477370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8247894088835477370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/02/jealous-jealous-jealous-booohooo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-4310495848631280208</id><published>2010-02-01T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:38:17.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Love Botanic!&lt;br /&gt;We were all in purple with purpose of celebrating Mai's advance 22nd. It was very bad cuz I waited for them 1 hour. Told them to reach earlier cuz I prepared a card. Secondly we followed to the wrong instruction which led us miserably at alexandra instead of botanic. It took us 2 and half hour to reach by then everyone was grumpy and hungry. Nevertheless it was totally awesome and fun upon reaching Botanic garden, we ate, play games and pictures! Been a while I syiok sendiri with myself haha! Fun fun fun ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; Like Finally I see Botanic Garden! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVw5pVNjI/AAAAAAAAEx4/vT6mZ_9YYQA/s1600-h/CIMG2342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVw5pVNjI/AAAAAAAAEx4/vT6mZ_9YYQA/s320/CIMG2342.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433265036553696818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVxWLzlYI/AAAAAAAAEyA/ZeShI7sHyiI/s1600-h/maryams5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVxWLzlYI/AAAAAAAAEyA/ZeShI7sHyiI/s320/maryams5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433265044214486402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVxzp7P0I/AAAAAAAAEyI/l7ptNqJJHMM/s1600-h/CIMG2388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVxzp7P0I/AAAAAAAAEyI/l7ptNqJJHMM/s320/CIMG2388.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433265052125445954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeay My feeeling2 moments ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVyjl_p7I/AAAAAAAAEyQ/t6HrJz4N7p4/s1600-h/CIMG2401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVyjl_p7I/AAAAAAAAEyQ/t6HrJz4N7p4/s320/CIMG2401.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433265064993859506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bu Love picked me up, love him ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVyxTIzxI/AAAAAAAAEyY/Cy2E6f1S4Rg/s1600-h/CIMG2431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVyxTIzxI/AAAAAAAAEyY/Cy2E6f1S4Rg/s320/CIMG2431.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433265068672864018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; the next day celebrated bu love's dad advance birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bXs8InjLI/AAAAAAAAEyg/uJXrbbM2cc8/s1600-h/CIMG2456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bXs8InjLI/AAAAAAAAEyg/uJXrbbM2cc8/s320/CIMG2456.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433267167525571762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ May his dad be blessed with good health and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate a lot for the past 3 days especially ice cream. Feel bad rather, I force myself to jog. Worst I ate more after a jog haha! It's study week and I'm at home. Funny I do many things from sweeping the floor to washing the plates to hang clothing and surfing net but nothing on books. tsk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-4310495848631280208?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/4310495848631280208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=4310495848631280208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4310495848631280208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4310495848631280208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-botanic-we-were-all-in-purple.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S2bVw5pVNjI/AAAAAAAAEx4/vT6mZ_9YYQA/s72-c/CIMG2342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7564762352553613013</id><published>2010-01-24T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:18:23.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1wNYRSDTYI/AAAAAAAAExw/IH2IYsyz6sk/s1600-h/IMG_1186.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1wNYRSDTYI/AAAAAAAAExw/IH2IYsyz6sk/s320/IMG_1186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430229961309113730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1wNX8tTNdI/AAAAAAAAExo/LmGbuZ1S9gY/s1600-h/IMG_1198.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1wNX8tTNdI/AAAAAAAAExo/LmGbuZ1S9gY/s320/IMG_1198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430229955786257874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Stress-reliever @ Sentosa with love! Among all 3 I prefer the pirates followed by the shooting gun and last of my list the water log. The water log simply reminded me of those at science centre and maybe partly because of this lady whom ealier perform a somersault while seating on the bench and later refuse to silent her phone when the phone rang out loud. pppffftt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear the beach was so tempting. I really feel like jumping into the sea but didnt bring much clothing, maybe next time bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Semester ending soon, lessons getting lesser and lesser, exams date getting nearer. Meaning attachment is coming. Not really excited about it haaah. Strangely I still prefer studying than working though I'm not really good at both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I dont know how and where to start for my 1000 words essay, no inspiration, my drive to revise seems to be depleting too. Maybe I'll try my luck again after watching dhoom's dance videoclip ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7564762352553613013?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7564762352553613013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7564762352553613013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7564762352553613013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7564762352553613013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/01/1stress-reliever-sentosa-with-love.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1wNYRSDTYI/AAAAAAAAExw/IH2IYsyz6sk/s72-c/IMG_1186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8665198199524791315</id><published>2010-01-18T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:32:45.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1RwUUqw3JI/AAAAAAAAExg/Dg8v5q4w1eQ/s1600-h/Together1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1RwUUqw3JI/AAAAAAAAExg/Dg8v5q4w1eQ/s320/Together1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428086945336056978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1RwUIG3XaI/AAAAAAAAExY/g3KBRuoEUPk/s1600-h/Together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1RwUIG3XaI/AAAAAAAAExY/g3KBRuoEUPk/s320/Together.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428086941964262818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together | 当我们同在一起 was superb! love the show, glad that it was a happy ending :)I've been following the episodes every weekday without fail. Even sheesha-ing we change the channel ourselves since there's tv at the sheesha area. Love &amp; me are just so into the show, we got hooked with the drama. Glad that it was a happy ending compared to the little nyonya. . very2 satisfied. hehe ok drama's over revision resume now -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8665198199524791315?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8665198199524791315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8665198199524791315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8665198199524791315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8665198199524791315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/01/together-was-superb-love-show-glad-that.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S1RwUUqw3JI/AAAAAAAAExg/Dg8v5q4w1eQ/s72-c/Together1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3817912332035531323</id><published>2010-01-17T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:01:13.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I have not change afterall. I remembered how bad my temper was during PJT 06. I was stress enough with my expectations of our performance and having to doll my beautiful dancemates with that short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my temper was just as bad as before facing obstacles and overcoming hurdles as the date is getting nearer. It has always been these 2 factors; time and ka-chiiings. Maybe the first time love encoutering how-I-cope-with-stress, he must have really a hard time coping it. Not only that my nagging has been ongoing for days!, very bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough the habit have to go away, shoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the otherhand, I told myself "today 1 whole day in the room, better complete the 9 chapters" At the end of the night only 2 n half chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study is always very hard to pay attention. I wonder why. hmmmmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3817912332035531323?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3817912332035531323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3817912332035531323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3817912332035531323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3817912332035531323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-guess-i-have-not-change-afterall.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-5972309907307366759</id><published>2010-01-03T20:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:04:29.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Serina Chef Wan's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S0CHmDI92fI/AAAAAAAAExQ/f4s3OugESCg/s1600-h/4232753474_a8e99866c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S0CHmDI92fI/AAAAAAAAExQ/f4s3OugESCg/s320/4232753474_a8e99866c0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422483039101770226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding is so beautiful and her outfit too! moroccan please~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-5972309907307366759?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/5972309907307366759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=5972309907307366759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5972309907307366759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5972309907307366759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2010/01/serina-chef-wans-wedding-wedding-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/S0CHmDI92fI/AAAAAAAAExQ/f4s3OugESCg/s72-c/4232753474_a8e99866c0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7035498024457364102</id><published>2009-11-29T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:45:49.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I should take up hairdressing course cuz it seems like i love to cut my hair so much. Since I promise myself to keep it long for curling purposes I've been cutting my own fringe time and again to relieve my satisfaction of cutting haah. Ouh well since I've made two of my dreams almost true, woldnt it be great if i could fulfill another dream, definitely not hairdressing course I'm just kidding. If that doesnt work let me have the other one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand I think I'm not studious enough, I can complete my task in time but not revising, I'll daze away somehow. Maybe I should try attempting quiz to compensate my revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulove going reservist, soon, gonna miss him loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7035498024457364102?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7035498024457364102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7035498024457364102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7035498024457364102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7035498024457364102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/11/maybe-i-should-take-up-hairdressing.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1560235416202864282</id><published>2009-11-22T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:46:45.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like dark clouds filling the sky and blotting out the sun, I really feel like I was in some kind of darkness, never alone but always lonely. I just feel horrible for the past weeks for so many reasons that sums up to life. Just so terrible and how I wish people could come up and console without telling (Muhd Afiz, I'm strongly hinting at you) though I know human doesnt read minds. I really wish I can be 18 again where I have so much time for myself. Maybe it is best to play ignorant but then again playing ignorant when we know the truth doesnt help. I want to dance, it is so addictive that I'm getting the withdrawal symptoms so bad. &lt;strong&gt;I hate it I have to shut myself to many things, just hate it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone just get me that diploma instantly, I just hate how much it takes up my time so much that I still think about work whenever I go out yet it doesnt turn out productive. Really envy those who is able to express themselves freely through arts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand I really had bad experience with masseu, I think they love touching and caressing men and "ang moh" more than women. Bloody arse! Women don excite them bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the routine-that-is-not-so-productive sadly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1560235416202864282?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1560235416202864282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1560235416202864282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1560235416202864282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1560235416202864282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/11/like-dark-clouds-filling-sky-and.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-995219953791572202</id><published>2009-11-18T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:50:44.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SwQJQYiFMWI/AAAAAAAAExI/wWQAfdnXGnE/s1600/arab+st.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SwQJQYiFMWI/AAAAAAAAExI/wWQAfdnXGnE/s320/arab+st.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405455629819392354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fiance just got back from my house and I miss him, wish he could stay longer. I dread bubbles, it "ploops" out and cause cardiac distortment. FON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-995219953791572202?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/995219953791572202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=995219953791572202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/995219953791572202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/995219953791572202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/11/fiance-just-got-back-from-my-house-and.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SwQJQYiFMWI/AAAAAAAAExI/wWQAfdnXGnE/s72-c/arab+st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-9105781903496259675</id><published>2009-11-17T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T22:55:38.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me and fiance practically got drenched on the way to Ubi. What a bad day, we spent 25 minutes just to find the cresent and it was pouring heavily. To think love doesnt have a viser, it must be terribly painful with the sharp rain darting towards him. So we were late and so do my family. They were discussing this that this that and I've yet to choose the theme and colour. Mum was super great saying I'm a student, in fact I still am partially but the perception from others would not be viewed as what really the situation was. People started to raise brows when the labelling is directed to student, young age and marriage. Prejudice was then moulded out to indirect discrimination. I could sense its coming. Maybe I have to agree I'm getting married at such a young age of 22/23 soon but its not as young as when I'm not even ready to hold the responsibilities. Nevertheless and nevertheless I shall be strong n pray for the best;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-9105781903496259675?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/9105781903496259675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=9105781903496259675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/9105781903496259675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/9105781903496259675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/11/me-and-fiance-practically-got-drenched.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-650663508804551489</id><published>2009-11-09T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T23:50:27.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Svg5hOZfeKI/AAAAAAAAExA/MjhWBb-SOQk/s1600-h/CIMG0381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Svg5hOZfeKI/AAAAAAAAExA/MjhWBb-SOQk/s320/CIMG0381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402130995994392738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He who add colours to my life never fail to capture my heart. Yet at times when words failed to express emotions, it churned out to an atmospheric rage and sadness. At times I really wish he knew what's inside my heart. In which all I ever need is for you to understand me and I wish you know how deeply I'm in love with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm relieved for the major things that I'm worried about finally almost settle. Maybe I should worry on the dollars instead;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-650663508804551489?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/650663508804551489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=650663508804551489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/650663508804551489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/650663508804551489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-who-add-colours-to-my-life-never.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Svg5hOZfeKI/AAAAAAAAExA/MjhWBb-SOQk/s72-c/CIMG0381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-5786341914066328803</id><published>2009-11-08T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:05:28.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Throbbing head pain, nauseating &amp; diarrhea. Such a torturous Sunday to begin with, but at the same time it's great to be sick cuz udy nursed me with TLC so sweet :) What I planned for the weekends doesnt seems to work partially. I didnt manage to get my adult nursing and pharmaco revised :( Chilled out with love yest @ Keppel Bay after so much disagreements and unhappiness haha. It turn out just fine, the breeze, the ship, the skies and the stars. Lovely night with love. I think I want to go for megazip looks fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-5786341914066328803?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/5786341914066328803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=5786341914066328803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5786341914066328803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5786341914066328803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/11/throbbing-head-pain-nauseating-diarrhea.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-6346321775278883223</id><published>2009-11-01T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T15:05:31.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call&lt;br /&gt;If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know whatthe future brings &lt;br /&gt;But I know you're here with me now&lt;br /&gt;We’ll make it through &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed?&lt;br /&gt;If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not for me then why does this distance maim my life?&lt;br /&gt;If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why you’re so far away &lt;br /&gt;But I know that this much is true&lt;br /&gt;We’ll make it through &lt;br /&gt;And I hope you are the one I share my life with&lt;br /&gt;And I wish that you could be the one I die with&lt;br /&gt;And I pray in you’re the one I build my home with&lt;br /&gt;I hope I love you all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I love you, whether it’s wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;And though I can’t be with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;You know my heart is by your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am&lt;br /&gt;Is there any way that I could stay in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Su0ywSIlzKI/AAAAAAAAEw4/SMBmJWu4ifc/s1600-h/CIMG2184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Su0ywSIlzKI/AAAAAAAAEw4/SMBmJWu4ifc/s320/CIMG2184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399027333370072226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-6346321775278883223?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/6346321775278883223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=6346321775278883223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6346321775278883223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6346321775278883223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-youre-not-one-then-why-does-my-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Su0ywSIlzKI/AAAAAAAAEw4/SMBmJWu4ifc/s72-c/CIMG2184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7331790010942278758</id><published>2009-10-31T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:10:13.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Falling rain blues. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7331790010942278758?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7331790010942278758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7331790010942278758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7331790010942278758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7331790010942278758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/falling-rain-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2317223547340469678</id><published>2009-10-29T20:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:42:13.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SumMWtgsWzI/AAAAAAAAEwg/xjaveBFvmJ4/s1600-h/Samsung-Omnia-Pro-B7320-Mobile-Phone.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SumMWtgsWzI/AAAAAAAAEwg/xjaveBFvmJ4/s320/Samsung-Omnia-Pro-B7320-Mobile-Phone.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397999950181980978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought samsung-omnia-pro-b7320! and I got darling the same phone too and yea I changed my phone number cause I wanted that hp so badly. The previous line is under my mum's and I have to drag her along if I want to use the same number. Forget it, I might as well change to a new number though I'll miss my 9855 cause it had been with me for so long :( yeay identical pair of samsung-omnia-pro-b7320 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temporary eye edema today cause I squeezed out my tear glands so hard. Jealousy kills and I don't know why my heart rule my mind when it comes to emotion. Only the women understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about that, there is something interesting, I was flipping through the pages and then I was reminded of the difference between men and women's brain:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SumMW2RPR-I/AAAAAAAAEwo/tE6WAWZdZTQ/s1600-h/brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SumMW2RPR-I/AAAAAAAAEwo/tE6WAWZdZTQ/s320/brain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397999952533080034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SumMXBvZdUI/AAAAAAAAEww/26mkH1E9GNI/s1600-h/IMG_0954.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SumMXBvZdUI/AAAAAAAAEww/26mkH1E9GNI/s320/IMG_0954.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397999955612366146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// I thought it is understandable but I realise it will never be understood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2317223547340469678?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2317223547340469678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2317223547340469678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2317223547340469678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2317223547340469678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-bought-samsung-omnia-pro-b7320.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SumMWtgsWzI/AAAAAAAAEwg/xjaveBFvmJ4/s72-c/Samsung-Omnia-Pro-B7320-Mobile-Phone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-5902688587739018529</id><published>2009-10-27T19:30:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T20:24:37.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SubfD01ByfI/AAAAAAAAEwY/o3Na-vhMJFQ/s1600-h/Samsung-Omnia-Pro-B7320-Mobile-Phone.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SubfD01ByfI/AAAAAAAAEwY/o3Na-vhMJFQ/s320/Samsung-Omnia-Pro-B7320-Mobile-Phone.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397246460263778802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SubfDSncslI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/TZdnTXypxQM/s1600-h/nokia-e63-red-all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SubfDSncslI/AAAAAAAAEwQ/TZdnTXypxQM/s320/nokia-e63-red-all.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397246451080016466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long, only now I have the urge to change a new phone. Cause firstly thanks to the fiance for initiating the drive for new phone (it'll be better if you pay it for me hehe ;p) and secondly, looking at my phone condition (the phone I'm currently using really sux, the initial phases, I couldnt hear voices at the other end of line and system went into massive disorder as and when the phone likes. It gets on my nerves one day while I was in the midst of talking on the phone so I somehow hit the screen in a moment of anger and that resulted to the fissure crack) it's time to change I feel. I'm not a fan of handphone, just using it for music, calls, sms and photos. Yea such a bummer I know, after browsing through I kind of fell in love with Nokia E63 and Samsung OMNIA Pro B7320. The design looks unique somehow though it is not the hot selling phone. Blackberry is expensive for me and I doubt I'll be using the functions provided. Yeaaaa I want new phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea the fiance was back yesterday! Elated but somehow things doesnt goes well as it seems. It was partly due to the monday blues and my discontentment that had been surpressed for long. On the way to sch today, had a short conversation yet meaningful and heart-pouring with him. My eyes brimmed with tears as I poured out my agony and concerns. Thank you for everything. I couldnt felt any happier after pouring my heart out:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BCLS practical, it was a disaster. I failed 1 out of the total 4 practicals but I already knew its coming the moment I tried blewing air into the mannequin's mouth, the air leaked. I'm just bad at mouth hehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-5902688587739018529?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/5902688587739018529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=5902688587739018529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5902688587739018529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5902688587739018529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-so-long-only-now-i-have-urge-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SubfD01ByfI/AAAAAAAAEwY/o3Na-vhMJFQ/s72-c/Samsung-Omnia-Pro-B7320-Mobile-Phone.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-6191881151844326878</id><published>2009-10-25T16:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:01:18.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant seem to connect myself with books. It only last for 10-15 minutes and I'll get sleepy after that. That aside, I think I must be lucky not to go and catch my gorgeous man Lee Min Ho yest or else I'll be utterly disappointed. He did not appear yest, its ok, admiring him on the net is good enough hehhe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day being fiance-less is so torturious :(. His parents came over to my house, visiting. Been quite a while I saw them :) and yeay tomorrow is monday, darling is coming back tommorrow, cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture, very sharp, focus, good contrast and expressive. Nah I'm not praising myself, I'm praising the picture quality, it's unedited. Credits to bajam, good skills :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SuQSi2DRduI/AAAAAAAAEwI/MQHndwbksJA/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SuQSi2DRduI/AAAAAAAAEwI/MQHndwbksJA/s320/27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396458643330791138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-6191881151844326878?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/6191881151844326878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=6191881151844326878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6191881151844326878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6191881151844326878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-cant-seem-to-connect-myself-with.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SuQSi2DRduI/AAAAAAAAEwI/MQHndwbksJA/s72-c/27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2359931505326556117</id><published>2009-10-24T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:13:10.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Annoying, look yourself in the mirror before spitting out saying indirectly I'm ungrateful. I admit I am and dont assume I've forgotten how you treated me, I remembered it clearly for every single thing that you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh well, fiance had left me for 3 days, so sad. I'm fiance-less :( come back home quickly! pleaaaseeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2359931505326556117?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2359931505326556117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2359931505326556117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2359931505326556117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2359931505326556117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/annoying-look-yourself-in-mirror-before.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-9064122398968943508</id><published>2009-10-23T19:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:45:18.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The salary is just too little and the expenditure is just way too much. Sadly never on par, I wish they charge the books less in which i've been hoping for it. The book stretch to as unreasonable as 80+++ per book. The pocketbook doesnt come cheap either, slashed somewhere by half. Yes2 I'm distressing myself cause that's not the only book I have to buy, there's more! People spent hundreds of $$ on shopping, I spent hundreds of $$ on books. Wouldnt it be great if education are provided for free, love the knowledge intake, just doesnt like the idea of exchanging it with money, boo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it worst love will be away for 4 days!  I'm all alone sadly :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll be missed greatly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-9064122398968943508?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/9064122398968943508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=9064122398968943508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/9064122398968943508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/9064122398968943508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/salary-is-just-too-little-and.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7428165008145903962</id><published>2009-10-20T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T23:49:33.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/St3boJhIlGI/AAAAAAAAEwA/NCGZTYphKUw/s1600-h/CIMG1820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/St3boJhIlGI/AAAAAAAAEwA/NCGZTYphKUw/s320/CIMG1820.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394709411455865954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babylove love love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That few hours of you is never enough :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7428165008145903962?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7428165008145903962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7428165008145903962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7428165008145903962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7428165008145903962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/babylove-love-love-love-that-few-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/St3boJhIlGI/AAAAAAAAEwA/NCGZTYphKUw/s72-c/CIMG1820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1404533964607889830</id><published>2009-10-19T22:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:04:17.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Stx2b7u9niI/AAAAAAAAEv4/fYN7I1z-3iw/s1600-h/21.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Stx2b7u9niI/AAAAAAAAEv4/fYN7I1z-3iw/s320/21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394316675946225186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Stx2bb6ub6I/AAAAAAAAEvw/qZItwXr5lA8/s1600-h/19.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Stx2bb6ub6I/AAAAAAAAEvw/qZItwXr5lA8/s320/19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394316667405627298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Stx2a4wYTjI/AAAAAAAAEvo/39P2nMK6fbw/s1600-h/11.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Stx2a4wYTjI/AAAAAAAAEvo/39P2nMK6fbw/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394316657966992946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After so long, yes I'm relieving it and that should be enough to last me for a while? I'm supposed to be in the muse but I backed out cuz I doubt I'm able to divide my time. It's ok some other time, for now I'll just be the audience. Yes, the dance performance, slightly below average for myself. Yes I'm enjoying it but I lack in immersing myself into the character and the energy level just way bad. Lost that aura somehow, it's ok there's always room for improvement :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back to school, the day doesnt seems right, must be the Monday blueess -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//I miss my fiance :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1404533964607889830?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1404533964607889830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1404533964607889830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1404533964607889830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1404533964607889830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-so-long-yes-im-relieving-it-and.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Stx2b7u9niI/AAAAAAAAEv4/fYN7I1z-3iw/s72-c/21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8094671218466540216</id><published>2009-10-17T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:20:26.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deepavali Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SticJkA1a7I/AAAAAAAAEvg/ltu0dKT9SLA/s1600-h/DSCI0006.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SticJkA1a7I/AAAAAAAAEvg/ltu0dKT9SLA/s320/DSCI0006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393232241876102066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks before we planned to surprise the birthday girl with our presence but sadly the plan that we've been planning is not able to happen cuz I just got to know today she got family function on her birthday wahahahha!! It's ok lucky there's henna party organised by the birthday girl herself yea! So happy &lt;strike&gt;Deepavali&lt;/strike&gt; Birthday Ad! Best wishes always ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8094671218466540216?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8094671218466540216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8094671218466540216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8094671218466540216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8094671218466540216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/deepavali-birthday-weeks-before-we.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SticJkA1a7I/AAAAAAAAEvg/ltu0dKT9SLA/s72-c/DSCI0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3293607184534720908</id><published>2009-10-15T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:22:20.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somewhere, over the rainbow, way up high. &lt;br /&gt;There's a land that I heard of Once in a lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere, over the rainbow, skies are blue. &lt;br /&gt;And the dreams that you dare to dream&lt;br /&gt;Really do come true.&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far Behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemon drops, Away above the chimney tops.&lt;br /&gt;That's where you'll find me.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow,&lt;br /&gt;Why then - oh, why can't I?&lt;br /&gt;If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow,&lt;br /&gt;Why, oh, why can't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Cuz your smile melts my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3293607184534720908?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3293607184534720908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3293607184534720908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3293607184534720908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3293607184534720908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/somewhere-over-rainbow-way-up-high.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2393599042867149629</id><published>2009-10-13T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T00:20:06.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He loves me. He Loves me &lt;strike&gt;not&lt;/strike&gt;. He loves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this from &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qjTs6iXGoXs/SmPTuVlyDmI/AAAAAAAAAlE/0kPwUfhh8h8/s1600-h/pelamin.jpg"&gt;webbie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/StNWQ8UqL_I/AAAAAAAAEvY/v0_bQ2NiKZQ/s1600-h/pelamin.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/StNWQ8UqL_I/AAAAAAAAEvY/v0_bQ2NiKZQ/s320/pelamin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391748027963289586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with white just like how I fell for my love ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Insomniac :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2393599042867149629?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2393599042867149629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2393599042867149629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2393599042867149629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2393599042867149629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-loves-me.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/StNWQ8UqL_I/AAAAAAAAEvY/v0_bQ2NiKZQ/s72-c/pelamin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2636522509056717100</id><published>2009-10-12T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T12:44:52.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly I feel the world is tearing apart. The wall crumbled, I wasnt in the room but I could feel it. The pain derived, I cant believe it is happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Such a pity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2636522509056717100?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2636522509056717100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2636522509056717100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2636522509056717100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2636522509056717100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/suddenly-i-feel-world-is-tearing-apart.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3813855437152800433</id><published>2009-10-10T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:49:32.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"He said to her one day, All a man wants from a woman is that she understand him. And so the woman snapped loudly into his ear, And all a woman wants from a man is that he love her." ~ Socrates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice, I still got engross over Girls of Riyadh even after so many times reading it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3813855437152800433?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3813855437152800433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3813855437152800433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3813855437152800433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3813855437152800433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/he-said-to-her-one-day-all-man-wants.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-6043483109689980197</id><published>2009-10-08T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T12:02:20.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Ss1dSzKtmAI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/BAcJaoO_0t4/s1600-h/E21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Ss1dSzKtmAI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/BAcJaoO_0t4/s320/E21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390066906586519554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IpojZ0COU3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IpojZ0COU3Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesomely sweet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Discreetly to "seldomly".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-6043483109689980197?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/6043483109689980197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=6043483109689980197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6043483109689980197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6043483109689980197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/awesomely-sweet-discreetly-to-seldomly.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Ss1dSzKtmAI/AAAAAAAAEvQ/BAcJaoO_0t4/s72-c/E21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3537020079231291020</id><published>2009-10-07T23:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T23:39:55.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Ssy13WfL-jI/AAAAAAAAEvI/PbwSlAuJS_w/s1600-h/E1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Ssy13WfL-jI/AAAAAAAAEvI/PbwSlAuJS_w/s320/E1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389882816589462066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky lucky what we choosed doesnt clashed with them. Unlucky me that I came a little to late that it was taken away. I'll leave the two to the mother and let's hope the rest are make available. Shucks the more I'm at home the more I think about you and daydreaming away in the lala-land which I hope it will be a reality in time to come. I'm over that phase somehow maybe that's why I've changed? boo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ve Not been making full use of breaks -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3537020079231291020?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3537020079231291020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3537020079231291020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3537020079231291020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3537020079231291020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/lucky-lucky-what-we-choosed-doesnt.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Ssy13WfL-jI/AAAAAAAAEvI/PbwSlAuJS_w/s72-c/E1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-4328878925497826870</id><published>2009-10-07T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T00:20:22.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SstuBFlkiVI/AAAAAAAAEvA/RwMfshN7Ul8/s1600-h/CIMG2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SstuBFlkiVI/AAAAAAAAEvA/RwMfshN7Ul8/s320/CIMG2120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389522344037615954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched "The ugly truth" ONLINE, cuz fiance left the dvd at nasrin's and the movie time simply doesnt get in our way or rather his. I love the movie, thumbs up. Insomniac, insomniac :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-4328878925497826870?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/4328878925497826870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=4328878925497826870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4328878925497826870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4328878925497826870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-watched-ugly-truth-online-cuz-fiance.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SstuBFlkiVI/AAAAAAAAEvA/RwMfshN7Ul8/s72-c/CIMG2120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8688438895499740181</id><published>2009-10-05T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T10:03:27.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fiance 26th Birthday. Maybe what I've planned wasn't a perfect one but the look of his yesterday was just too priceless:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SslTZ4xnhhI/AAAAAAAAEug/AmcwfBisI4w/s1600-h/CIMG2095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SslTZ4xnhhI/AAAAAAAAEug/AmcwfBisI4w/s200/CIMG2095.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388930133327840786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SslTak4JcyI/AAAAAAAAEuo/Edoaz2F1Rpg/s1600-h/CIMG2105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SslTak4JcyI/AAAAAAAAEuo/Edoaz2F1Rpg/s200/CIMG2105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388930145166390050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SslTbGK7J8I/AAAAAAAAEuw/TvA11dQ9hp4/s1600-h/CIMG2112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SslTbGK7J8I/AAAAAAAAEuw/TvA11dQ9hp4/s200/CIMG2112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388930154103515074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SslTbnFgSkI/AAAAAAAAEu4/gKkpSDSVip4/s1600-h/CIMG2114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SslTbnFgSkI/AAAAAAAAEu4/gKkpSDSVip4/s200/CIMG2114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388930162939152962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Annibirthdaysary, I love you more ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8688438895499740181?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8688438895499740181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8688438895499740181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8688438895499740181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8688438895499740181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/fiance-26th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SslTZ4xnhhI/AAAAAAAAEug/AmcwfBisI4w/s72-c/CIMG2095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8949016152565714799</id><published>2009-10-02T19:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:57:23.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm over 2nd October, elated and very much relieved. On the other hand I've yet to get myself prepared and face new hurdles boo! Till this day though exhausting and physically drained, I never had regrets with the switch. Interesting people, interesting life story to the very extend they touch my soul but on the other hand they wrench me up haha! Let's forget about the wrenching moments cause as a whole everything is an aye opener and something I will never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Approaching~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SsXmb4hXcII/AAAAAAAAEuY/OcHI8uaLCc4/s1600-h/pg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SsXmb4hXcII/AAAAAAAAEuY/OcHI8uaLCc4/s320/pg1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387965895921856642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8949016152565714799?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8949016152565714799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8949016152565714799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8949016152565714799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8949016152565714799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-over-2nd-october-elated-and-very.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SsXmb4hXcII/AAAAAAAAEuY/OcHI8uaLCc4/s72-c/pg1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8034556103895866649</id><published>2009-09-28T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:33:54.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the midst of Celebration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SsDV2Pn-vgI/AAAAAAAAEuI/8dQBOjR3HQ4/s1600-h/CIMG1855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SsDV2Pn-vgI/AAAAAAAAEuI/8dQBOjR3HQ4/s320/CIMG1855.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386540282218987010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in my heart, my masinpie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SsDV29_cgOI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/Uk29RsWN4ok/s1600-h/CIMG1963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SsDV29_cgOI/AAAAAAAAEuQ/Uk29RsWN4ok/s320/CIMG1963.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386540294665437410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible sister awesomely creating charred smell in the house. I forgive, since it is a NEW microwave heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yes the 'drive' just drop dead at a sudden, I still need to travel for four more days. Dragging bleaarrghh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8034556103895866649?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8034556103895866649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8034556103895866649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8034556103895866649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8034556103895866649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SsDV2Pn-vgI/AAAAAAAAEuI/8dQBOjR3HQ4/s72-c/CIMG1855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-4146931152656228482</id><published>2009-09-06T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T12:17:41.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we fought. It was so bad i think I'm losing him. Is it my fault? he is msg girls behind my back, scaring me with many line of conversation. I'm threatened. I dunno I'm so lost right now. if really he is not my jodoh, let him go. if he is please change him so that i can change too. You think I like to be jealous, it is tiring but you cant stop messaging girls and perasan so many girls like you, even always say things and relate to past. So painful:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-4146931152656228482?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/4146931152656228482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=4146931152656228482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4146931152656228482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4146931152656228482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-fought.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1695519297736941836</id><published>2009-09-04T05:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T05:57:14.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know why this time round love can be so painful. Very painful. Then again is this love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1695519297736941836?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1695519297736941836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1695519297736941836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1695519297736941836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1695519297736941836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-why-this-time-round-love.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2423615600095027967</id><published>2009-09-03T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:46:52.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been very long eh blogger. So many things happening too many I'm tired. Very tired but at least it keeps me occupied. I prefer business than plenty of free time. Mind will be wondering and pondering at its worst if I have too much free time. Yea. I'll do the proper if I have the time. Daa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ever thought why I'm marrying this guy, it ever came across my mind. &amp; I ever thought why I join nursing though it was my dream since sec 2. why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2423615600095027967?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2423615600095027967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2423615600095027967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2423615600095027967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2423615600095027967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/09/been-very-long-eh-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-4254906033465572044</id><published>2009-08-19T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:21:39.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Done with Bridal engaged Zulradi for $2500+outdoor$350+CDwithAllphotos$250 = $3100  Too expensive tak? :( I pay mah just deposited $500, hoping could get more, I want 10r album please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-4254906033465572044?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/4254906033465572044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=4254906033465572044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4254906033465572044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4254906033465572044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/08/done-with-bridal-engaged-zulradi-for.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8918293583249399132</id><published>2009-08-14T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:01:31.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAY!!! I've done with my exams! nothing to rejoice about cause the whole of this week I'm already in my holiday mood! haha, ok like finally I repaired my w760i hp -_- wasted trip and money and energy. When I came after the waiting, the lady insist I must have the receipt and suggest me to IMM, walked to IMM and the starhub guy insist to get it from where I bought! heerrghh, window-shop alone woaaah I saw nice t-shirt from levis and lee cooper but B insist on not liking it and said tmr we'll be going to sale yadayada, today start at 11am, if tmr we come yo uthink there's anything we can buy? ok and off I went to B.batok they were surprised, shocked rather looking at my cracked screen bleargh and I waste my trip, money and energy again walking to CJ building again and I got the same customer service! ok I got it repair and went home. I find it strange, each time I gossiped about somebody, there will be a sign of opposite I think. Either that, they will be somewhere around to acknowledge my gossip. To sum up it all, I CANNOT GOSSIP. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8918293583249399132?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8918293583249399132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8918293583249399132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8918293583249399132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8918293583249399132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeay-ive-done-with-my-exams-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2763246341029530721</id><published>2009-08-11T13:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T15:13:19.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm over with bioscience, phewww. It was actually ok it's just that I didnt study for the chapter that was posted -_- so sad, I should have done it, just lack of discipline, ok 5167 go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2763246341029530721?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2763246341029530721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2763246341029530721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2763246341029530721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2763246341029530721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-over-bioscience-phewww.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2711451931018356204</id><published>2009-08-08T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:13:24.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SnxruVT266I/AAAAAAAAEuA/b1bhqJPuZRw/s1600-h/CIMG3604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SnxruVT266I/AAAAAAAAEuA/b1bhqJPuZRw/s400/CIMG3604.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367283299657378722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling blue, been immersing myself with sappy songs, letting the mood flow with the melody, let it flow, let it flow, let it flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate catching mass honey characters, too many flying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMjM8N2-X1w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aMjM8N2-X1w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak pernah aku membayangkannya&lt;br /&gt;Bila insan sedang patah hati&lt;br /&gt;Kali ini ku rasakan sesungguhnya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff:*&lt;br /&gt;Siang hariku bagaikan malam&lt;br /&gt;Pelangipun berwarnakan kelam&lt;br /&gt;Inikah yang dinamakan patah hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Tak ingin kujalani cinta yang begini&lt;br /&gt;Yang kutahu cinta itu indah&lt;br /&gt;Tak ingin kurasakan jiwa yang tak tenang&lt;br /&gt;Kumau kau tetap disisiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Reff:* &amp; **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan tak ingin kurasakan jiwa yang tak tenang&lt;br /&gt;kumau kau tetap disisiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siang hariku bagaikan malam&lt;br /&gt;Pelangipun berwarnakan kelam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//The song fits the whole ploy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2711451931018356204?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2711451931018356204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2711451931018356204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2711451931018356204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2711451931018356204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/08/feeling-blue-been-immersing-myself-with.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SnxruVT266I/AAAAAAAAEuA/b1bhqJPuZRw/s72-c/CIMG3604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8985606110493774068</id><published>2009-07-27T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:47:13.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this from youtube:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WCIKCJ1CmeU&amp;feature=related"&gt;Childbirth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not suitable for minors as what youtube have stated or viewers who are afraid of blood and pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm so into labour though I'm not pregnant. I just find it amazing and it is so beautiful when you see the head coming out, the small cuddly hand and the neonate just ploop out after that. Of course it looks gory when the doc/midwife start snipping of your vulva and blood flow like chocolate lavaaa errr. I wish I can assist with delivering of babies, many-many babies. &amp; the thought of a husband by their wife side, holding on strong to affirm everything will be fine is just so sweet~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8985606110493774068?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8985606110493774068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8985606110493774068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8985606110493774068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8985606110493774068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-this-from-youtube-childbirth-its.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8097870120716565838</id><published>2009-07-26T22:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:34:29.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I may not be a liverpool fan but they are awesome, particularly this no 18 player, Dirk Kuyt impressive skills and they sure to have so much teamwork in them. &amp; Krisztian Nemeth is so suave, woaaah very charming and he scored goals of course. Very prettyface I sukaaaa but he look boyish though ermm who cares he is pretty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//5 seconds of fantasyyyy but for lifetime it is still my babyyy-tua in my heart :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8097870120716565838?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8097870120716565838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8097870120716565838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8097870120716565838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8097870120716565838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-may-not-be-liverpool-fan-but-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-6669073154287522909</id><published>2009-07-26T01:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T01:59:05.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Banget Sih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats on the winning Repfus3.Dharma. Awesome; I like this particular movement from SET A. heh very hard to explain here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; somehow I agree with what the judges commented, too much gelek even though I love gelek so much. The theme is inang and what most did was fast-pace-gelek item. Congratssss very very happy for them. Nevertheless every item was interesting somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//broken Malay-glish; geli hati.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-6669073154287522909?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/6669073154287522909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=6669073154287522909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6669073154287522909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6669073154287522909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-banget-sih-congrats-on-winning.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8437094983413832866</id><published>2009-07-21T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T17:22:35.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCELLENT MOVIE. With Great Depth. No doubt it is an old movie, it is good to watch esp to those who's into humanity, people, life, social etc. Touched me greatly and the ending was sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with blogger? The tools went missing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8437094983413832866?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8437094983413832866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8437094983413832866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8437094983413832866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8437094983413832866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-flew-over-cuckoos-nest-excellent.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-123417107134697995</id><published>2009-07-20T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T17:59:42.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm SICK of STRAIGHT HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant perm could I? my hair is still at the shoulder length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I always have the urge to perm whenever the hair reach the shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to look like a poodle again if I perm my hair now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really sick of STRAIGHT HAIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped class today; so terror la konon. I regretted it somehow but you cant expect me to stay in sch from 10 am to 4 pm right, right, right haah and I did quite badly for my lab prac compared to my first theory exam. Downgraded by 1. What to do; I didnt really study for it too distracted with love jumble-up-interpretation-from-the-doctor -_- hahha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-123417107134697995?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/123417107134697995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=123417107134697995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/123417107134697995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/123417107134697995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sick-of-straight-hair-i-cant-perm.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-17134465464203831</id><published>2009-07-19T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T02:20:26.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;Still Young; Twenteen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you single?&lt;br /&gt;Engage to my love *Big smile plaster on my face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. At what age do you think you'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;Insyaallah bila tiba masanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you'll b marrying the person you are with now?&lt;br /&gt;Insyaallah kl jodoh but of course I wish for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If not, who do you want to marry?&lt;br /&gt;Never come across my mind of this Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who will be your bridesmaid &amp; best man?&lt;br /&gt;Darlings around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want a garden/beach or traditional wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Can I just nikah and have some small majlis in masjid love? cost-saving you know, the money can be use for other purposes. Furthermore its the mahligai we built that matters. hmmmm he's not listening -_- haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Where do you plan to go on honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;I want either Rome, Morocco, Andalucia, Greece *ouh I love historical places with beautiful buildings* but the fiance wanted Bali. Nvm give chance hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many guests do you think you'll invite?&lt;br /&gt;Haven't thought of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. How many layers of cake do you want?&lt;br /&gt;Haven't thought of that either; does it matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When do you want to get married, morning or evening?&lt;br /&gt;I would prefer after maghrib hmmmm. . depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Name the song/tune you'd like to play at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm sappy love songs? can can can? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you prefer fine dining or just normal spoon, fork and knife?&lt;br /&gt;Hands, I find it a beauty eating with hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Champagne or red wine?&lt;br /&gt;Champagne Halal, if really there is haah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Honeymoon right after the wedding or days after the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Doesnt matter to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Money or household items?&lt;br /&gt;Both &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How many kids would you like to have?&lt;br /&gt;I want a twin of boys and a girl hehe. Too much isnt it? errr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Will you record your honeymoon in DVD/CD&lt;br /&gt;yes, memory keepsake &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whose wedding plan would you like to know next?&lt;br /&gt;Probably Azrina's? hahaha!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People says a guy can change overnight after marriage, for the worse. They are the nicest, gentleman before marriage but the otherwise after marriage. How true is that I don't know but I hope it doesnt happen to us. The negativity of marriage always fear me in many ways, apart from death. phhhrrrr moving on, I'm thankful nothing bad is happening to love, I hope, very relieved. Thank you for jumbling up the doctor's words and make me cry and wailed profusely, if not for his dad, I think I will still be thinking about the negativity -_- I was sleepy just now but can't sleep after shower. Moreover I am shag! Had fun on the saturday, we went shopping for ingredients! =) woaah never been to yew tee shopping center before, it looks great. Then we proceed to Mai's house and did some 'cooking'. I teared while peeling an onion, very painful haha. Headed to HortPark, it was not that great from what I've seen on the web. Prolly we reached late thus we were not able to view the place well. Mosquitoes are irritable enough to bite me on my lower extremities. Angry, unable to bear with it, we headed to the bridge and walked hoping we could find the wave. It was a long journey alright and upon reaching, everything was in darkness. I did not wish to turn back cause it was a LONG JOURNEY. Lucky there came a man running, he accompanied us through the dark pathway. I was fully covered with sweat walking from HortPark to the wave. That will be my last heh. But it was fun afterall with aiin and mai. its 215am, few more hours till love reach Singapore. Miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//sleep la sleep la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-17134465464203831?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/17134465464203831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=17134465464203831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/17134465464203831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/17134465464203831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/1.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2317787387558604586</id><published>2009-07-14T22:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:43:49.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm frustrated, sad, anxious. Whatever emotions are all mixed. I'm impatiently waiting for his mum to call me. I have no idea what happened to him and is not even there for him at times like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so useless suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mum just called me saying he went through the CXR, blood test etc. 2 hour till the result is out. I feel so restless. I dont want anything to happen to him. I never want anything to happen to him and how much I hate myself, I can never get myself to cool down, I can never get myself to assure him. All I could do is cry and cry. Let's hope nothing major happen to my love. I hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2317787387558604586?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2317787387558604586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2317787387558604586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2317787387558604586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2317787387558604586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-frustrated-sad-anxious.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7619073875843453145</id><published>2009-07-12T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:56:30.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SloG0v3rdZI/AAAAAAAAEt4/OTLxXkDAQco/s1600-h/karaokenight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SloG0v3rdZI/AAAAAAAAEt4/OTLxXkDAQco/s400/karaokenight.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357602209983591826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SloGrUTIKHI/AAAAAAAAEto/BZMd3YMSpAE/s1600-h/Kara-not-ok1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SloGrUTIKHI/AAAAAAAAEto/BZMd3YMSpAE/s400/Kara-not-ok1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357602047963703410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SloGoGZbKVI/AAAAAAAAEtg/jzgYK2qqm1o/s1600-h/Kara-not-ok2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SloGoGZbKVI/AAAAAAAAEtg/jzgYK2qqm1o/s400/Kara-not-ok2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357601992692410706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7619073875843453145?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7619073875843453145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7619073875843453145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7619073875843453145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7619073875843453145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SloG0v3rdZI/AAAAAAAAEt4/OTLxXkDAQco/s72-c/karaokenight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-190721760535813853</id><published>2009-07-05T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:06:53.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just hate the fact that I had just waste my Sat; doing nothing -_-&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I hate it how much I've been wanting to revise but the mood doesnt sets in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; After so-long-years, I decided to visit the dentist. Reason being; half of my tooth came off while chewing on a gum ^ ^&lt;br /&gt;                                      0 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've been advised to get it extracted as filling is just impossible in which I've decided maybe some other time &amp; so he tried ways and means to find any possible hole in any tooth to compensate for my visit. He drilled it out claiming its food particles cum my tooth pallet is soft inside and placed a new "cement" I swear I hate it when he drilled my tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate dentist; no choice I have to visit him again so that he can play tug-of-war with my tooth. Till now I can still taste the cement on my tooth. yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon will be start of continuous exams, presentations and practicals; but nothing had been done; It worries me a lot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time fly very fast laaa. At times I wish time can past fast but at times I wish time is able to slow down to allow me to appreciate every single beautiful memorable moments. I really loved those times when my abi and I sort of have too much time for each other. I wish there's no such thing as working. I wish study will never have the need for exams. I wish money will appear anywhere whenever we need it. I wish I wish I wish . . . yada yada I'm blabbering &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-190721760535813853?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/190721760535813853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=190721760535813853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/190721760535813853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/190721760535813853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-hate-fact-that-i-had-just-waste.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8839467705428187485</id><published>2009-07-02T20:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:27:43.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color= red&gt;&lt;u&gt;What's Your Blood Type?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantages: obedient, careful, sympathetic, empathetic, self-sacrificing, polite, willing to compromise, honest, loyal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages: worries a lot, emotional, weak-willed, indecisive, introverted, anti-social, wishy-washy, nervous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantages: cheerful, outgoing, optimistic, adventurous, active, sensitive, kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages: forgetful, undecided, disorganized, noisy, spontaneous, prone to exaggeration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type AB&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantages: sensitive, proud, diplomatic, discriminating, easy-going, sympathetic, efficient, learns quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages: short-tempered, complains, dependent, moody, brooding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Type O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantages: confident, strong-willed, judgmental, dedicated, self-deterministic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disadvantages: workaholic, insecure, emotional, stubborn, uncompromising, cold personality, over-confident, self-centered&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lab prac was fun, very fun. I volunteered to get my blood tested as I've been dying to know my blood type eversince I've gotten my IC -_- yeaah base on my parents' blood type, they guessed B and AB. Doc Yong better still guessed O+ cause he claimed that is the safest guess haha! I'm not pretty scared of needles but they've been trying to scare me by producing the pain-scream effect sounds haha! doesnt work la hehe. Apparently all guesses are wrong boo! Only I know myself best and my guess is correct =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally my partner and I share the same blood type including the rhesus factor =D we can transfuse blood on each other if anything happens *OK TOUCH WOOD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resources:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.last.fm/group/Japan/forum/171/_/506902/1#f9762412&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Drug cards never fails to make me sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8839467705428187485?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8839467705428187485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8839467705428187485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8839467705428187485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8839467705428187485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-your-blood-type-type-advantages.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1532513407642250712</id><published>2009-06-27T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:56:17.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's talk about the robot. Very popular huh; left with the first row until midnight. heerrghh never mind BUT thanks to the robot,today was awesome, I get to spent quantity &amp; quality time with fiance; walked under the hot scorching sun, bought the necessary, walked again, had my favourite mango tango, talked about the favourite topic; marriage and kid(s) heh! walked walked walked and not forgetting our dinner :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm have anyone experience/known of planning for wedding? care to share?. hmmmmmm how I wish I can just nikah at ROM finish story but heh that is literally not 'accepted' in our culture. Of course can la but the tendercy of inviting gossips will be very high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the fiance have to be more patient with me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Fell in love with Made With Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1532513407642250712?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1532513407642250712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1532513407642250712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1532513407642250712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1532513407642250712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-talk-about-robot.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7779507924012380994</id><published>2009-06-26T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:33:56.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Reflections&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beauty of Childbearing&lt;br /&gt;Couple had their intimacy and bear children. Now any idea how much pain a mother need to go through to deliver a baby? The pain they suffered, the vaginal tear they have to endure,the bruised and laceration of vagina, the countless amount of blood loss, the complications they have to face and the risk they took just to raise a child? Aftermath of pregnancy, she may suffer haemorrhage should part of the placenta is not remove, the breast engorgement she have to suffer and many more. Despite all these, mothers are courageous and proceed with delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mothers are simply the most amazing women and I'm very touch at the thought of my mum gave birth to me normally; Breech &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//I would very much love to experience the beauty of childbearing (after legalize la)insyaallah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;Everybody been talking about it; Death of Michael Jackson. I wasnt a fan of his but it is still a shock to hear about his sudden death. Somehow rather I find him very 'beruntung' converting to islam and meninggal. This is just my POV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is unpredictable, it can happen anytime and anywhere.When people only care of sedentary lifestyle and beauty, they forget the humanity aspect and the purpose of life. When people only think of 'dunia', they forget about 'akhirat'. The thought of death never fails to shiver me. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much I've done my part? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Dunia nak akhirat pun nak&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7779507924012380994?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7779507924012380994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7779507924012380994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7779507924012380994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7779507924012380994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/06/everybody-been-talking-about-it-death.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3567732479827300885</id><published>2009-06-25T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:35:56.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Counter-react at that moment of spur. errr and I still wonder how it was spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Keep it confidential&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3567732479827300885?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3567732479827300885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3567732479827300885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3567732479827300885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3567732479827300885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/06/counter-react-at-that-moment-of-spur.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3600742083515573140</id><published>2009-06-15T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:32:33.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gentarasa.&lt;br /&gt;13th June 09&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious, in which I laughed till I almost cried. The flow was very clear, every sequence was diligently implemented. Its the acting by the storytellers, suhaimi and khai that helps with the link. The depth, I wasnt too sure how significant the message was. "Do not forget our roots" I feel its about the modern perspective symbolising hip hop associating with the current teenager adopting the western culture. The show portrays adopting hip hop culture is ok but do not forget our roots and thus that lead to this particular item of casts putting on 'samping' and hip hop clothing. I don't quite agree with that, what identity will that be? It's neither malay nor western identity. As for the dance items, quite a lot of hip hop which I don't quite favour (maybe I'm quite old fashion still stuck with traditionals) but the bhangra dance was entertaining, that cute little boy and not forgetting the near ending scene where the malay traditional culture was highlighted. The dikir barat was good, very mendayu-dayu. Overall it is still worthy to watch, I was laughing throughout. Thumbs up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SjZZA06JAvI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/0fzWJjLO0Vs/s1600-h/CIMG1501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SjZZA06JAvI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/0fzWJjLO0Vs/s400/CIMG1501.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347559478286418674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SjZZAYsLy-I/AAAAAAAAEsI/073FXTJcluI/s1600-h/CIMG1505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SjZZAYsLy-I/AAAAAAAAEsI/073FXTJcluI/s400/CIMG1505.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347559470711688162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SjZZAG-8ICI/AAAAAAAAEsA/oCVmEX-dCmY/s1600-h/CIMG1503-e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SjZZAG-8ICI/AAAAAAAAEsA/oCVmEX-dCmY/s400/CIMG1503-e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347559465958514722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful Imperfections, its that little imperfections in you that make me love you, more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3600742083515573140?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3600742083515573140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3600742083515573140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3600742083515573140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3600742083515573140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/06/gentarasa.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SjZZA06JAvI/AAAAAAAAEsQ/0fzWJjLO0Vs/s72-c/CIMG1501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-6651723125365610805</id><published>2009-06-11T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:19:14.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly I have this high motivational drive to do my projects. Never mind if I overlook the priority or order. Must make full use of my motivational drive while it still run deep hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//childbearing done. . let's do on prostitution :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-6651723125365610805?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/6651723125365610805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=6651723125365610805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6651723125365610805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6651723125365610805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/06/suddenly-i-have-this-high-motivational.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3130492560472435168</id><published>2009-06-10T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T02:41:49.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 0240 hr.. I want to sleep but my brain is still working -_- pffffttttt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3130492560472435168?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3130492560472435168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3130492560472435168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3130492560472435168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3130492560472435168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-0240-hr.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2116857531775608258</id><published>2009-06-08T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:41:04.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm quite irritated for the fact that I'm being so paranoid. Yea those condition subconsciously worry me cause I am of the woman gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing 'ovarian cyst' for like number of times. It is scary hearing from what the women had been experiencing. In fact for women, all of us have cyst; and its harmless.Yet some cyst indeed can cause a problem. It's very painful from what I heard and cyst that harm will grow (to some extend some might have to remove the ovary) but I've never seen a cyst as big as in this youtube video; the size of a basketball:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-SerftUMxU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n-SerftUMxU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//stop looking at cyst; channel that attention to respiratory system please -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2116857531775608258?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2116857531775608258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2116857531775608258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2116857531775608258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2116857531775608258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-quite-irritated-for-fact-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3333710013149128689</id><published>2009-06-06T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:46:59.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SioCVF6YsKI/AAAAAAAAEr4/gcffMUxWsKg/s1600-h/DSC00294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SioCVF6YsKI/AAAAAAAAEr4/gcffMUxWsKg/s400/DSC00294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344086469216088226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Thanks babylove. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3333710013149128689?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3333710013149128689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3333710013149128689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3333710013149128689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3333710013149128689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-babylove.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SioCVF6YsKI/AAAAAAAAEr4/gcffMUxWsKg/s72-c/DSC00294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2971541351350716027</id><published>2009-06-02T16:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:09:55.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Huh I had a bad dream yest, very bad. I dreamt of someone escaping. The location I felt like in some hindi-mumbai places. This particular someone disguise himself as a kitchen helper and suddenly he escaped with a female accomplice. All of a sudden they kept laughing at me, it was horrifying the feeling was like I'm the victim in the SAW movie. Any interpretation??? I myself have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Very well things have been of much coincident for me, my psychology class was focussing on anoeraxic with relation to motivation. The video was scaring me, very much. The video featured a Brazilian model, Ana Carolina Reston suffering from an eating disorder.It is bad cause your body and asset need fats, your hair that require proteins, everything will be gone and you are in pain, with no fats to cushion your bones and being weak. I was curious so I googled it and man she is so pretty as a full-bodied and it is such a waste she let her fear overcome her. so sad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTprqWD2GI/AAAAAAAAErQ/zCAsD8vS0gc/s1600-h/mannequin_anorexique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTprqWD2GI/AAAAAAAAErQ/zCAsD8vS0gc/s400/mannequin_anorexique.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342651994278713442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTprPfdgXI/AAAAAAAAErI/b-5kZLNP70s/s1600-h/000000077294-ana_carolina_reston-fullsize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTprPfdgXI/AAAAAAAAErI/b-5kZLNP70s/s400/000000077294-ana_carolina_reston-fullsize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342651987070386546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTprPTt5HI/AAAAAAAAErA/Pkv7OiElJ5c/s1600-h/340x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTprPTt5HI/AAAAAAAAErA/Pkv7OiElJ5c/s400/340x.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342651987021128818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was mere coincident cause I was being paranoid for claiming "I think I've gain weight" after "some photography session" haha and very much after my zzzzz-lecturer was talking about anoeroxic lol. I managed to check my weight cause I was persistent on it,funny my weight is still about the same wakakahakakha! think too much la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Night Out With Ad &amp; Az Darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTr2NuXrVI/AAAAAAAAErw/4WuMA_hCwGo/s1600-h/4736_95299029084_601139084_2626609_2894518_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTr2NuXrVI/AAAAAAAAErw/4WuMA_hCwGo/s400/4736_95299029084_601139084_2626609_2894518_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342654374597864786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTr1xpug7I/AAAAAAAAErg/8dpYKaX6MN8/s1600-h/n601139084_2626614_1598590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTr1xpug7I/AAAAAAAAErg/8dpYKaX6MN8/s400/n601139084_2626614_1598590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342654367062197170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTr1qTMGpI/AAAAAAAAErY/qEYmODctygs/s1600-h/n601139084_2626606_2235977.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTr1qTMGpI/AAAAAAAAErY/qEYmODctygs/s400/n601139084_2626606_2235977.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342654365088619154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//I want some nice caption please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2971541351350716027?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2971541351350716027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2971541351350716027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2971541351350716027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2971541351350716027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/06/huh-i-had-bad-dream-yest-very-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiTprqWD2GI/AAAAAAAAErQ/zCAsD8vS0gc/s72-c/mannequin_anorexique.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1508305277310267327</id><published>2009-05-31T17:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T17:47:57.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momentum 2009&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically I'm there for this; Miang Keladi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNr39Ss4I/AAAAAAAAEqQ/ZYVdvWZnbPU/s1600-h/momentum-miang-keladi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNr39Ss4I/AAAAAAAAEqQ/ZYVdvWZnbPU/s400/momentum-miang-keladi2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341917524165571458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I didnt expect the show could last for 3 hours -_- *count start at 8 finish at 11 = 3 lor*&lt;br /&gt;-I love the performance by Indian Cultural Group from RP, tremendously good and the takedng-takedng-takedgn, woah very impressive&lt;br /&gt;-I also like the performance by Deyi Sec&lt;br /&gt;-Of course the Rp Malay Dance was colourful, very santai and beautiful. Something new from cikgu apart from his intense dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNsPIG-4I/AAAAAAAAEqY/TEtGhJkLwJY/s1600-h/CIMG1489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNsPIG-4I/AAAAAAAAEqY/TEtGhJkLwJY/s400/CIMG1489.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341917530384956290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; With The Tarakucha babes&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNsiS8iKI/AAAAAAAAEqg/gQ3ezcUhP70/s1600-h/CIMG1491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNsiS8iKI/AAAAAAAAEqg/gQ3ezcUhP70/s400/CIMG1491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341917535530682530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJRR5-atXI/AAAAAAAAEq4/jcrnQKiUEiY/s1600-h/CIMG1484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJRR5-atXI/AAAAAAAAEq4/jcrnQKiUEiY/s400/CIMG1484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341921476077073778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNsyJnRkI/AAAAAAAAEqo/TS95VhZj1_0/s1600-h/CIMG1486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNsyJnRkI/AAAAAAAAEqo/TS95VhZj1_0/s400/CIMG1486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341917539786507842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNtal_jeI/AAAAAAAAEqw/7VmjxsRHBIw/s1600-h/CIMG1493.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNtal_jeI/AAAAAAAAEqw/7VmjxsRHBIw/s400/CIMG1493.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341917550642957794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Sickening, I lost my focus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1508305277310267327?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1508305277310267327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1508305277310267327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1508305277310267327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1508305277310267327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/05/momentum-2009-practically-im-there-for.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SiJNr39Ss4I/AAAAAAAAEqQ/ZYVdvWZnbPU/s72-c/momentum-miang-keladi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-5431784216950807015</id><published>2009-05-29T20:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:50:17.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What does it take to have that communication send across? It seems harder each day and I really worry about the future, well probably 12 weeks more or so. Though much it really satisfy me today but I still feel bad about it cause I wasnt able to salvage the situation. What can I do? I tried, at the very least they tried too but communication doesnt seem to send across. I really worry for a person to build up the anger and disappointment inside. I foresee things might get worse. I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the positive side, ok not so positive. I can now focus on the most killer's subject. Yes KILLER but luckily the lecturer is so-cute-microphone-on-jeng-jeng-jeng-phhhhrrrrwww-can-you-hear-me? lol! I'm really curious how he dated his wife back then cause he's uber cute hahahaha!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the "negative" side, I still have NOT buy that puma sandal wahahahaha! I'm having this second thought. I should have this "Buy what you need, not what you want" embedded in my brain by now. Let see if i still think of puma for days and nights. If i do then i should buy it hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; so yest, my clever love randomly told me "let's go for foot massage". To my surprise &amp; shockness, the shop display itself for foot REFLEXOLOGY. I was in extreme pain and the "massage"-guy like feeling smart, "ouh you have sinus, you always feel giddy, you have back pain, not enough sleep".Chet! That shall be the first and the last i shall go for foot reflexology. The thai massage that we went was way much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Baby Love, Baby Loooove I miss You So-Oh-So-Much and I love your-tahi-lalat-right-below-your-chin, very gurgerly-sweet hor =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sh_hJ2ErJEI/AAAAAAAAEqI/oqDY4O3E04A/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sh_hJ2ErJEI/AAAAAAAAEqI/oqDY4O3E04A/s400/DSC00083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341235242334889026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Why hair grow very slow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-5431784216950807015?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/5431784216950807015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=5431784216950807015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5431784216950807015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5431784216950807015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-does-it-take-to-have-that.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sh_hJ2ErJEI/AAAAAAAAEqI/oqDY4O3E04A/s72-c/DSC00083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7752595355115380059</id><published>2009-05-20T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T19:38:33.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ego-Centrism;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too blunt? no, self-centered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's clotting at the third stage of maslow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance causes devastation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impairment in the emotional aspect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I still see ignorance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7752595355115380059?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7752595355115380059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7752595355115380059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7752595355115380059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7752595355115380059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/05/ego-centrism-too-blunt-no-self-centered.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1115339901972680756</id><published>2009-05-17T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:45:30.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Instead of revising, I spend my time with INTERNET! -_- I don't know where's my focus haiya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp; &amp; I'm dying to have this puma sandal; very nice kan! I shall buy over the weekend or better still if people want to buy for me -_- lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sg_36zrY52I/AAAAAAAAEp4/Vm2xD0SdO1U/s1600-h/shoes_ihec1128697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sg_36zrY52I/AAAAAAAAEp4/Vm2xD0SdO1U/s400/shoes_ihec1128697.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336756673133995874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sg_360A5hpI/AAAAAAAAEpw/B5k_u44LFsk/s1600-h/shoes_iaec1128697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sg_360A5hpI/AAAAAAAAEpw/B5k_u44LFsk/s400/shoes_iaec1128697.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336756673224214162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pink one like lawa also hor; but i prefer the above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sg_37LiqS9I/AAAAAAAAEqA/xkrOAPEsbyk/s1600-h/shoes_iaec1150137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sg_37LiqS9I/AAAAAAAAEqA/xkrOAPEsbyk/s400/shoes_iaec1150137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336756679539837906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1115339901972680756?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1115339901972680756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1115339901972680756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1115339901972680756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1115339901972680756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/05/instead-of-revising-i-spend-my-time.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sg_36zrY52I/AAAAAAAAEp4/Vm2xD0SdO1U/s72-c/shoes_ihec1128697.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-356460766923647597</id><published>2009-05-17T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:57:06.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the man who makes my life so colourful, &lt;br /&gt;my pillar of strength,&lt;br /&gt;who loves to irrititate me&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless I'm getting immune to it -_-&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyday will be a beautiful day, with you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article "When was the last time you said "I LOVE YOU" to your spouse?"&lt;br /&gt;Is it human nature to forget all these details the moment they enter marriage life?&lt;br /&gt;Do they?Do they?Do they?Do they?Do they?Do they?Do they?Do they?&lt;br /&gt;I hope not la hor cause I love to hear that everyday :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//So much how I deeply love the idea of marriage and kids; I always have this fear, it's undescribable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-356460766923647597?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/356460766923647597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=356460766923647597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/356460766923647597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/356460766923647597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-man-who-makes-my-life-so-colourful.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1360885058674959690</id><published>2009-05-13T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:19:08.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The power of internet keep luring me to healthy-unneccassary website. Sheesshh. Like finally I bought my own cashcard after countless of time borrowing from others. It states "The endless beginning" whoaaa very inspiring and meaningful words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperate issue, I cant believe it was a disaster powerpoint despite repeatingly practiced the okla-not-so-bad-nor-good presentation for years. Must go back to secondary school and learn powerpoint bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//unbounded love flowing through the eternity of entangled hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1360885058674959690?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1360885058674959690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1360885058674959690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1360885058674959690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1360885058674959690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/05/power-of-internet-keep-luring-me-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-514022529661532542</id><published>2009-05-08T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:08:00.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Amazingly, it have been 3 weeks. I shall not smile cause the program is too tiring; mentally exhausting. Definitely it is way too different from those days I had in Rp. The current program I dare say is a crash course. Now is wk 3 and wk 4 is already our project presentation 1 *there's more to come*, soon wk 5 mark our prac and theory test, soon by week 7 we should have finish a few modules. 11 modules *i think* per sem and superbly short resting days for us. The only thing that is similar would be the sch timing, both, start in wee morning and end late evening. Adaptable la hor. I don't know how many THICK books I've read, the resources are just too many that I don't even know what I am reading. It took me less than 2 pages, good enough to pat me to sleep :).Nevertheless I enjoy it very much and laughter have always been my best companion to keep me strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Compare to work or to study, I prefer the later and I have my favourite beverage in sch; The PEPPERMINT MILK TEA MUST NOT HAVE ANY PEARL; so cerewet hor BUT do you know that the pearls are fattening? Rumour has it that 7 pearls are about 100 calories so a spoonful probably around 300? It's pretty much high in calories. jeng jeng jeng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's try to "revise" while waiting for my darling 'prince'ss to reach home. Yes he is just like a princess to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-514022529661532542?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/514022529661532542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=514022529661532542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/514022529661532542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/514022529661532542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazingly-it-have-been-3-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3859365239283079234</id><published>2009-04-28T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:27:23.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Adapted from : http://www.patient.co.uk/showdoc/23068988/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;font color=red&gt;What causes chronic urticaria?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 'trigger' is thought to cause the &lt;strong&gt;release of chemicals (such as histamine)&lt;/strong&gt; from cells in the skin. The chemicals cause fluid to leak from tiny blood vessels under the skin surface. The fluid pools to form weals. The chemicals also cause the blood vessels to open wide (dilate) which causes the flare around the weals."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;font color=red&gt;What is the course and outcome (prognosis) of chronic urticaria?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chronic urticaria tends to 'come and go'. You may have times when the rash appears on most days, and then times when the rash may go away for a while. The severity of the rash and itch varies from person to person. Some things such as &lt;font color=red&gt;heat, cold, menstrual periods, stress, or emotion may make the rash flare up worse than usual.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms may go away completely after a few months, but the condition lasts several years in some cases. &lt;br /&gt;In about half of cases, symptoms go within 3-5 years after it first starts. &lt;br /&gt;In about 1 in 5 cases the symptoms persist 'on and off' for more than 10 years. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I don't post this article for fun;  I've been whining about the itch and to find out I'm diagnosed with Chronic Urticaria! haiyaaaaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3859365239283079234?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3859365239283079234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3859365239283079234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3859365239283079234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3859365239283079234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/04/adapted-from-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-6702829027475429915</id><published>2009-04-26T11:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:37:54.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Failure is not the end of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v4uG2kSdd-4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v4uG2kSdd-4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SfPlD9WMj8I/AAAAAAAAEpo/dSkqz-acfpE/s1600-h/CIMG1398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SfPlD9WMj8I/AAAAAAAAEpo/dSkqz-acfpE/s400/CIMG1398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328854640279457730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SfPcruMdwEI/AAAAAAAAEpg/mi1f_CsCoiI/s1600-h/CIMG1439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SfPcruMdwEI/AAAAAAAAEpg/mi1f_CsCoiI/s400/CIMG1439.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328845427802226754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SfPcrXKW0iI/AAAAAAAAEpY/sodRBQYl6lg/s1600-h/CIMG1429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SfPcrXKW0iI/AAAAAAAAEpY/sodRBQYl6lg/s400/CIMG1429.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328845421619368482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SfPcrC8t4mI/AAAAAAAAEpI/UZwEtvPTyDI/s1600-h/CIMG1402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SfPcrC8t4mI/AAAAAAAAEpI/UZwEtvPTyDI/s400/CIMG1402.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328845416193450594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt like to take as much photos than me. Wasted, the scenery was beautiful. Or it's just me who loves taking hundreds of photos ;) Wait I did not study over the weekends! ouh no -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Trouble assisiting to accomodate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-6702829027475429915?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/6702829027475429915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=6702829027475429915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6702829027475429915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6702829027475429915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/04/failure-is-not-end-of-life.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SfPlD9WMj8I/AAAAAAAAEpo/dSkqz-acfpE/s72-c/CIMG1398.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-5729059221351937286</id><published>2009-04-20T22:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T14:05:03.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've past my THREE AUSPICIOUS DAYS =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday marked my last day in QPS; sadly everyone wasnt aware that Friday was my last day. They heard rumours that I'll be leaving but they did not know it was on Friday. Some are in state shock by then incl my dearest HOD whom called me up on the Saturday and have it insist my last day will be on Monday lol. The saddest and sorrowful would be the kids whom I share my joy, my anger and my love to them. I spent most of my times with them in fact its their nonsense and the feeling of parting is just so miserable. Especially the P2s and 3s, I will be missing them, their innocent eyes, chubby faces and the talkative ones. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyJPKTmoyI/AAAAAAAAEno/wasLutX4a4M/s1600-h/DSCF8898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyJPKTmoyI/AAAAAAAAEno/wasLutX4a4M/s400/DSCF8898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326783352830075682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyJPKpUJII/AAAAAAAAEng/5MS96NPGQUo/s1600-h/DSCF8890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyJPKpUJII/AAAAAAAAEng/5MS96NPGQUo/s400/DSCF8890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326783352921138306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyJO6X9UxI/AAAAAAAAEnY/7YaP9frKjoI/s1600-h/DSCF8889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyJO6X9UxI/AAAAAAAAEnY/7YaP9frKjoI/s400/DSCF8889.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326783348553372434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyJObhm93I/AAAAAAAAEnQ/xVWRJyVtWUE/s1600-h/DSCF8888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyJObhm93I/AAAAAAAAEnQ/xVWRJyVtWUE/s400/DSCF8888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326783340272351090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIiWQKqoI/AAAAAAAAEnI/jE6fRLlvw0k/s1600-h/DSCF9000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIiWQKqoI/AAAAAAAAEnI/jE6fRLlvw0k/s400/DSCF9000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326782582942771842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIiHbA12I/AAAAAAAAEnA/QN55or91nZk/s1600-h/DSCF8949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIiHbA12I/AAAAAAAAEnA/QN55or91nZk/s400/DSCF8949.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326782578961733474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIh83FWQI/AAAAAAAAEm4/11WH8Qqd2NA/s1600-h/DSCF8939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIh83FWQI/AAAAAAAAEm4/11WH8Qqd2NA/s400/DSCF8939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326782576126679298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIh0sH9NI/AAAAAAAAEmw/PwNTIICHgfs/s1600-h/DSCF8938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIh0sH9NI/AAAAAAAAEmw/PwNTIICHgfs/s400/DSCF8938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326782573933229266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIhrc0d5I/AAAAAAAAEmo/Q5g75szNfXo/s1600-h/DSCF8931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyIhrc0d5I/AAAAAAAAEmo/Q5g75szNfXo/s400/DSCF8931.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326782571453118354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyRhpfLQXI/AAAAAAAAEoA/aJZZCWaxo8Y/s1600-h/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyRhpfLQXI/AAAAAAAAEoA/aJZZCWaxo8Y/s400/IMG_0721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326792466530779506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyRhWaoHUI/AAAAAAAAEn4/1iYHGSCdWl8/s1600-h/DSCF8847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyRhWaoHUI/AAAAAAAAEn4/1iYHGSCdWl8/s400/DSCF8847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326792461411425602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday; 18-Apr-2009&lt;br /&gt;Marked my engagement ties with my dearest. In conjunction with his parents anniversary, we decided to settle down with that date. Alhamdulillah everything was fine after all. The glitches, it's better to let it past and never occur again. With god's willing insyaallah things will go smoothly and may we stay strong. Love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Special Thanks to those who made it happen.&lt;br /&gt;//hingga ke akhir hayat; insyaallah ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXlzwIADI/AAAAAAAAEpA/_sC9a8YmcUU/s1600-h/Picture+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXlzwIADI/AAAAAAAAEpA/_sC9a8YmcUU/s400/Picture+244.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326799135075467314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXlmPOhrI/AAAAAAAAEo4/qO06JV5CJjo/s1600-h/Picture+255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXlmPOhrI/AAAAAAAAEo4/qO06JV5CJjo/s400/Picture+255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326799131447822002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXlUe7fFI/AAAAAAAAEow/oxLtrN0VPks/s1600-h/Picture+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXlUe7fFI/AAAAAAAAEow/oxLtrN0VPks/s400/Picture+097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326799126681844818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXMzC13iI/AAAAAAAAEoY/5QGDnoqyRIQ/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXMzC13iI/AAAAAAAAEoY/5QGDnoqyRIQ/s400/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326798705388805666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXMliCI2I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/y9_h1DH9lW0/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXMliCI2I/AAAAAAAAEoQ/y9_h1DH9lW0/s400/Picture+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326798701761536866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXMYCLv0I/AAAAAAAAEoI/fFmvhPHnB5Q/s1600-h/Picture+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyXMYCLv0I/AAAAAAAAEoI/fFmvhPHnB5Q/s400/Picture+235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326798698138287938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one; 'My dream come true' :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when I was in sec 2; Ms Siti asked what do you want to be when you grow up? I stood up and proudly said 'I want to be a nurse'. There was a silence and soon overwhelmed with an uproar laughter. Funny how my childhood dream came true. Right after my O levels I make a mistake by chosing something that I did not even like. Alhamdulillah I still pass with flying colours. Funny how I stayed pursuing diploma in Rp despite having no interest in it. Yet I never regret cause I became knowledgeable with Multimedia and other applications. Though people said it is a waste of time, I never regret. Followed by my previous job, I soon came to realise I should pursue what I really want in life and chances came upon when I saw the advert on a career switch. Initially it was 3 years dip which require 2 year full-time working experience, and only be partially sponsored. I thought maybe it was not meant to be but I guess if it is meant to be yours, it will come. They changed it to 2 year dip, fees fully sponsored and will be given allowance. As before this we intend to get engage, upon knowing it was reduced to 2 years dip, love supported me to go for it. Alhamdulillah after months of uncertainties, I was finally given the chance to be in this profession. For some it may just be a job, a dirty job perhaps but for me it is my lifetime achievementto care for the needs,being able to stood up and chance upon my dream and make it to reality. Though it will be a struggle monetarily, I believe I will pull through it. Family been supportive too, though mum kept saying 'please think 12345678910 times' deep down I knew they are there for me. &amp; thanks to my aunt,uncle and cousin for being supportive to be my sureties. Wouldn't have the chance to be one without them. &amp; Of course my bff whom always there for me thanks for standing by me through this hard times and the friends, the ICA officer and the educator whom I shared my woes and happiness, thanks for being there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I just attended my 1st day in NYP from 8 am till 6pm, hectic. I climbed the stairs up and down continuously. Hopefully I will survive and able to adapt the 3-year-diploma-squeezed-to-2-years-diploma-of-study:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-5729059221351937286?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/5729059221351937286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=5729059221351937286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5729059221351937286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/5729059221351937286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/04/ive-past-my-three-auspicious-days.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeyJPKTmoyI/AAAAAAAAEno/wasLutX4a4M/s72-c/DSCF8898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-992768420576639616</id><published>2009-04-14T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:07:42.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yuyun got me addicted to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys Over/Before Flowers -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Goo Joon Pyo or Lee Min Ho I cant deny he is effing HAWT. I like it best when he straighten his hair and his hair falls nicely on his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeQ0dvGs63I/AAAAAAAAElE/PZdN_OsM2_w/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeQ0dvGs63I/AAAAAAAAElE/PZdN_OsM2_w/s400/s320x240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324438344924195698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly love cant adopt the same hairstyle cause work doesnt allow him to do so :( haha and yea we watched UNBORN last sat; Being timid, I hid myself under his jacket throughout the show. How dare he claimed wasting money for bringing me along cause I'm not watching the show at all. Nevertheless I have my ears to listen and I know the plot at the end of it. JANBI WANTS TO BE BORN NOW! HOHO! and he is thinking twice to watch FRIDAY THE THIRTEEN with ME lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeQ0d1-aIvI/AAAAAAAAElM/ZIQA20PH464/s1600-h/cathay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeQ0d1-aIvI/AAAAAAAAElM/ZIQA20PH464/s400/cathay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324438346768458482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL CONFIRMED I'M A HAPPY GOOBER. FRIDAY, SATURDAY and MONDAY are like so near ;)&lt;br /&gt;//The three auspicious day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-992768420576639616?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/992768420576639616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=992768420576639616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/992768420576639616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/992768420576639616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/04/yuyun-got-me-addicted-to-this-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SeQ0dvGs63I/AAAAAAAAElE/PZdN_OsM2_w/s72-c/s320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-4265635101476883552</id><published>2009-04-10T06:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T06:59:53.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This sucks, the itch doesn't seem to go away. In fact it got worsen especially when I'm exposed to the humid weather.Even if I don't scratch, the red bumps get swollen by itself. &amp;&amp; the red bumps seems to multiply itself all over me! My cough seems to get worsen too, with the green flams. Yikes. Today is holiday and I don't know why i still wake up so early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days pass by so fast and the next thing I know it will be monday in a few days time. kind of excited. I'm looking forward for monday =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//happy labour day people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-4265635101476883552?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/4265635101476883552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=4265635101476883552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4265635101476883552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4265635101476883552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-sucks-itch-doesnt-seem-to-go-away.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-608816801657244139</id><published>2009-04-08T08:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:20:12.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Down with flu, cough and RASHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heerggghh, today wasnt so bad compared to the past 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;Big Red Bumps popping out all over my hands, legs and neck. Fingers cant seem to put still, instead they started roaming to identify and scratched all those bumps hoping those Big Red Bumps will settle down and stop vibrating the itch. Alas, the reaction of fingernails and the Big Red Bumps was so strong that the Big Red Bumps started to produce this idiotic thing called SCARS. To make it worse I cough too much that I felt like vomitting =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happening eyyy. So I decided to be good and bear all those itch. When it got too itchy, i decided to SLAP it instead of rubbing and scratching. Medications manage to do some justice to it.I'm so relieved, for once I suspected DENGUE, imagination start to run wild and the very next thing I thought I have fever. Illusion laaa HENG AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor was nice though for giving me 2 days MC but I decided to come down to school to finish off those lessons and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum started to complain that I date out too much. HEH? It's not like I meet him everyday in fact I believe less than 3 days or so. Maybe the frequent out to tuition gave the illusion that I'm always on a date. chet!&lt;br /&gt;Talking about that I just 'dated' my love yesterday for a short while. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sdv0c90HuII/AAAAAAAAEk8/K0H738FHyMA/s1600-h/railway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sdv0c90HuII/AAAAAAAAEk8/K0H738FHyMA/s400/railway.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322116163135060098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-608816801657244139?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/608816801657244139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=608816801657244139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/608816801657244139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/608816801657244139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/04/down-with-flu-cough-and-rashes.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sdv0c90HuII/AAAAAAAAEk8/K0H738FHyMA/s72-c/railway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-4483321843594786026</id><published>2009-04-02T13:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:19:38.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'll Keep My Finger CROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always have this funny feeling whenever I'm going through changes. More like the feeling of AFRAID&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll Keep My Finger CROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdRKwsTNrRI/AAAAAAAAEk0/eoxpFMfV0W4/s1600-h/finger-cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdRKwsTNrRI/AAAAAAAAEk0/eoxpFMfV0W4/s400/finger-cross.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319959260217322770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//finger-crossed from today onwards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-4483321843594786026?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/4483321843594786026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=4483321843594786026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4483321843594786026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/4483321843594786026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/04/ill-keep-my-finger-cross.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdRKwsTNrRI/AAAAAAAAEk0/eoxpFMfV0W4/s72-c/finger-cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-6437259381367859979</id><published>2009-03-31T14:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:52:23.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's Blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Mummy Love Birthday on the 26th of March.The night before me and love headed to Joo Chiat and bought her a suit and scarf. Bought her mango cake from The Royals. I ended up cancelling my tuition cause yuyun came back quite late. You wouldnt know how bad she would sulk if we cut the cake without her lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Window-Shopping. Ouh though how much I hate window-shopping, I still accompanied love around. How funny the irony of woman loves to shop and their man hate to accompany. Mine shall be the other way round. lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Towkay Wayang The Musical. Thanks to fareed and adila for encouraging us to watch. Been "ages" I've not watch a production. I love the settings well done. However the plot seems to be predictable and too much shouting in despair. Nevertheless it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Raudah's engagement!. Very beautiful indeed and Fir was just under the void deck pacing up and down. LOL! I decided to enlighten him by showing pictures of Raudah. You wouldnt imagine how elated he was repeatedly saying "jambu nye matair aku eh salah tunang aku" hahah! Fir's getting fatter man haha. Congrats to the two of them. &amp; yes upon reading ad's blog I do agree it seems like a tunang carnival. It scares me as people will start to perceive people take engagement lightly. Which is I believe it is a pure coincidence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)I don't feel good with people clamouring and talking things behind my back and giving that kind of expression. I'm not some strong person whom can easily ignore criticism what's more behind my back? amazing seems like whatever I do will always never be good, at least that's what people thought don't they? I just hope this feeling will subside soon and I do pity love for having to endure my rants and grievance but it seems like I cant hold the anger any longer than that. &amp; with regards to the waiting, seriously its getting on my nerves. I have already past that gracious one month, and only god knows when the time will come, I cant seem to picture the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;OMG see I'm already ranting. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay pictures bebeh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG71ob2uHI/AAAAAAAAEkc/JIAcGVS910g/s1600-h/CIMG1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG71ob2uHI/AAAAAAAAEkc/JIAcGVS910g/s400/CIMG1239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319239164962977906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG71qB8sGI/AAAAAAAAEkU/VdirUCJV8ws/s1600-h/CIMG1238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG71qB8sGI/AAAAAAAAEkU/VdirUCJV8ws/s400/CIMG1238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319239165391188066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG71OhgDrI/AAAAAAAAEkM/MF8KU9dkuEo/s1600-h/CIMG1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG71OhgDrI/AAAAAAAAEkM/MF8KU9dkuEo/s400/CIMG1234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319239158007336626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG8fFbP8sI/AAAAAAAAEks/WtWX5F24Dk8/s1600-h/CIMG1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG8fFbP8sI/AAAAAAAAEks/WtWX5F24Dk8/s400/CIMG1256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319239877119701698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG8e_G6qEI/AAAAAAAAEkk/43UcL5vXejU/s1600-h/CIMG1245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG8e_G6qEI/AAAAAAAAEkk/43UcL5vXejU/s400/CIMG1245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319239875423807554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//My mum's husband always speak before he thinks; yea my father to be precise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-6437259381367859979?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/6437259381367859979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=6437259381367859979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6437259381367859979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6437259381367859979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/03/lets-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SdG71ob2uHI/AAAAAAAAEkc/JIAcGVS910g/s72-c/CIMG1239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3094265043515781726</id><published>2009-03-26T08:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:23:36.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Effing &lt;strong&gt;RUDE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is infuriating. Very RUDE I must say. I don't know if he purposely did it but come on, he unleashed his dog the moment I walked past him. That's fine with me but the thing is soon after I walked not so far from him, his moronic dog started to chase after me. I have a freaking phobia on animals and I was nice enough to tell him nicely to leash his dog or at least prevent his moronic dog to come and chase after me again. So I continued walking not so long the same moronic swine dog came chasing me again. To think that he can still smile and laugh when I reprimanded him. What nonsense was he trying to do by claiming he is catching the dog?! He doesnt look like he was TRYING to CATCH the dog. Still have the bloody cheek to say 'I am catching my dog'? Bloody swine, never had I come across with this irresponsible, immature and plainly sick in the mind idiot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only that student was not there, you wouldn't know what I would do. Getting on my nerves in wee morning. Yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3094265043515781726?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3094265043515781726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3094265043515781726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3094265043515781726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3094265043515781726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/03/effing-rude.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7809645969542611989</id><published>2009-03-22T20:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:11:03.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21st Apr 2009&lt;br /&gt;Dian/kakak's engagement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScY23gry5mI/AAAAAAAAEjs/X6izPa4jLIY/s1600-h/CIMG1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScY23gry5mI/AAAAAAAAEjs/X6izPa4jLIY/s400/CIMG1215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315996737451779682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScY3KQZqvJI/AAAAAAAAEkE/qjk-RRrS0QA/s1600-h/CIMG1228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScY3KQZqvJI/AAAAAAAAEkE/qjk-RRrS0QA/s400/CIMG1228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315997059498294418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScY3KAw5w9I/AAAAAAAAEj8/t4aHjWtQNqY/s1600-h/CIMG1214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScY3KAw5w9I/AAAAAAAAEj8/t4aHjWtQNqY/s400/CIMG1214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315997055300781010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScY3JUHebLI/AAAAAAAAEj0/pRoOZoKUsU0/s1600-h/CIMG1216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScY3JUHebLI/AAAAAAAAEj0/pRoOZoKUsU0/s400/CIMG1216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315997043315862706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after kakak's engagement he sent me home for quick change before we proceed to his grandma's house to look at the preparation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 22nd Apr; headed to his cousin's engagement. Some commented the make up too thick? but I feel its alright and very beautiful especially the brow; maybe I'm used to heavy make up that explains why haaha. Pictures with his cousin bah and I can feel the vibes. .so scaryyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekends burn throughout the month of march =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7809645969542611989?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7809645969542611989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7809645969542611989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7809645969542611989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7809645969542611989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/03/21st-apr-2009-diankakaks-engagement.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScY23gry5mI/AAAAAAAAEjs/X6izPa4jLIY/s72-c/CIMG1215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3492781902986722000</id><published>2009-03-18T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:11:56.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>//Of Cards and Many Cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScCwnWTRTFI/AAAAAAAAEjk/3V7Z135sCdI/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScCwnWTRTFI/AAAAAAAAEjk/3V7Z135sCdI/s400/DSC00242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314441750344977490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScCwm82Tp3I/AAAAAAAAEjc/YABZvy5QJJo/s1600-h/DSC00241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScCwm82Tp3I/AAAAAAAAEjc/YABZvy5QJJo/s400/DSC00241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314441743512610674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For no occasion;It was fun doing all these cards,sleepless night,secretly surveying the cheapest printing shop and aching hand from pen-knifing the cards.Wasnt too happy with the outcome as alignment crooked for some while others the transparency percentage simply looks like its invisible. ouh well there's always a first time to it. hoho! Whatever it is I believe I can do better. I'm thankful to the printing shop man at queensway shopping centre, no doubt his is just a small shop but the service is awesome.He is definitely efficient and friendly. When the first time I came, showed the images, he advise me to bleed the images so that there's extra space for the pictures as duplex printing will cause the alignment to mismatch. The second time I came he told me I will have difficulties cutting as I did not mark those pictures. Heck I've run out of patience haaha. He gave many pointers and consider the printing is cheaper than those I've surveyed previously. I will just go to him in future.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//I'm going to worry for the next few days. Its either I cry with happiness or I cry in despair. Whatever it is I've already started worrying and all nervous. I just hate the idea of waiting, its irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//I believe I still owe an apology; Wherever you are;Happy Belated &amp; Best Wishes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3492781902986722000?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3492781902986722000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3492781902986722000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3492781902986722000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3492781902986722000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-cards-and-many-cards-for-no.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/ScCwnWTRTFI/AAAAAAAAEjk/3V7Z135sCdI/s72-c/DSC00242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-391758318943290994</id><published>2009-03-15T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:22:14.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Of many congratulations to you;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SbyuH3ivqRI/AAAAAAAAEjU/gpQlmimF1Ds/s1600-h/cikgu+aliza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SbyuH3ivqRI/AAAAAAAAEjU/gpQlmimF1Ds/s400/cikgu+aliza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313313110582339858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semoga berkekalan dan bahagia hingga ke akhir hayat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed to my love's mum's side family chalet after the wedding. The most significant highlight of yesterday chalet was that we were on the bike from the east to west,partially drenched. So romantic lor al-kisahnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//I really envy those strong people. How I wish I can be like them. I'm easily swayed at the slightest negative comment.How I wish I could turn a deaf ear to what people have to say. It's my life anyway hmmm. . I wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-391758318943290994?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/391758318943290994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=391758318943290994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/391758318943290994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/391758318943290994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-many-congratulations-to-you-semoga.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SbyuH3ivqRI/AAAAAAAAEjU/gpQlmimF1Ds/s72-c/cikgu+aliza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2592012056922750370</id><published>2009-03-12T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T10:11:28.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sbhu73NCqsI/AAAAAAAAEjM/BZ7TEB2scYw/s1600-h/love+compilations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sbhu73NCqsI/AAAAAAAAEjM/BZ7TEB2scYw/s400/love+compilations.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312117735193488066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone Like You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you came into my life&lt;br /&gt;It makes my life brighter&lt;br /&gt;It makes my dreams come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring life to everything i do&lt;br /&gt;Our love is sincere&lt;br /&gt;For the last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;And you know my love is true&lt;br /&gt;It will never end&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never find someone like you&lt;br /&gt;But I have to go on and I still will go on&lt;br /&gt;I will never find love like yours&lt;br /&gt;And those sweet memories it will always last forever ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2592012056922750370?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2592012056922750370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2592012056922750370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2592012056922750370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2592012056922750370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/03/someone-like-you-never-thought-you-came.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/Sbhu73NCqsI/AAAAAAAAEjM/BZ7TEB2scYw/s72-c/love+compilations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7555046892330212692</id><published>2009-03-12T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:26:39.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant wait wait wait for friday, meaning sch hols is approaching *yeay jumping around* Not only that I'm so looking forward for this Saturday where I get to meet my lovelies and definitely the bride, woah I'm so excited. I wonder how Cikgu Aliza will look like in wedding costumes and make up hee. On the other hand I simply think some girls just don't have the shame, shameless to be exact to the extend I just feel like banging them up and down vigorously. If only law is not enforce here, I would have done so. Idiots I must say. There are plenty of rocks but they still choose those engraved with my name. Sucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*let's inhale and exhale* *^@%@#%@@)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep!! what should I do now man~ I need to be awake by 530, sheessh this is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's kira bulu kambing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7555046892330212692?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7555046892330212692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7555046892330212692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7555046892330212692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7555046892330212692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-wait-wait-wait-for-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-9158174787638020944</id><published>2009-03-06T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:58:15.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just broke my phone :(&lt;br /&gt;Its the handphone fault for being so faulty.&lt;br /&gt;I regret hitting it so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyaaa now my handphone is paralyse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-9158174787638020944?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/9158174787638020944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=9158174787638020944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/9158174787638020944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/9158174787638020944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-broke-my-phone-its-handphone.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2532954334607868638</id><published>2009-03-02T19:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:29:02.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Udy Birthday Celebration @ Al-Iman Mosque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to the birthday boy himself for telling his instructor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sunday Udy tak boleh datang, birthday udy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, he was supposed to come on Sunday for phototaking session with other of his silat peeps and it happen that Sunday was his birthday thus everyone persuaded parents to celebrate his birthday on satuday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation was kind of hectic. Assisted mum with frying the finger foods. My goodness i wonder how people can stand the heat, I was perspiring wahaha but it was fun somehow. Mum was so on with it. Initially she said to hold a celebration was extremely troublesome but she somehow contradicted her sentences when she bought so many things for the preparation and looking all excited. Sadly it was pouring heavily and father simply went back on his words sheeesshh. A ha celebration went pretty well somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that Sunday itself, while udy was busy with his phototaking session, I accompanied love to Dikir Comp to support his group. I saw Cikgu Aliza laa getting married soon I'm so happy for her. Like at last after years of pushing her to get married haha! In the midst of the remaining (22-6) teams, I dozed off. No offence but some are rather "lemah longlai",OVER and practiced the same concept. I have no idea what the judges look out for but I shall not comment much cause I'm not a dikir person. The only thing that I look out for are their "Ragam"/ Choreography. At the very least that is what I'm familiar at and able to relate it to myself. I saw familiar faces like Pumba and Timun! I laughed alone having reminded of those smell~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to nasrin and batman building (thats what me and aiin name the building). It was fun fun fun and I want those pictures by Z-Mi hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavND-LDhmI/AAAAAAAAEis/Rh3r6HmyCpc/s1600-h/CIMG1157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavND-LDhmI/AAAAAAAAEis/Rh3r6HmyCpc/s400/CIMG1157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308562053898929762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNDbgTw-I/AAAAAAAAEik/NLEYuQ6Mdyc/s1600-h/CIMG1159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNDbgTw-I/AAAAAAAAEik/NLEYuQ6Mdyc/s400/CIMG1159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308562044592833506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNDZ8gR6I/AAAAAAAAEic/AzyFuFq45oA/s1600-h/CIMG1162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNDZ8gR6I/AAAAAAAAEic/AzyFuFq45oA/s400/CIMG1162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308562044174223266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNDOGQHPI/AAAAAAAAEiU/LiNK1nz12to/s1600-h/CIMG1166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNDOGQHPI/AAAAAAAAEiU/LiNK1nz12to/s400/CIMG1166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308562040993881330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNC1ah9uI/AAAAAAAAEiM/ejdfuarMo3o/s1600-h/CIMG1168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNC1ah9uI/AAAAAAAAEiM/ejdfuarMo3o/s400/CIMG1168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308562034368050914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNQL8sbjI/AAAAAAAAEi8/ycr0u_B7dpw/s1600-h/CIMG1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNQL8sbjI/AAAAAAAAEi8/ycr0u_B7dpw/s400/CIMG1170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308562263755222578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Of course mummy was the happiest person to see us in tudungs, her smile was priceless indeed -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNPsNyVaI/AAAAAAAAEi0/7m5NmV2pq00/s1600-h/CIMG1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavNPsNyVaI/AAAAAAAAEi0/7m5NmV2pq00/s400/CIMG1152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308562255236978082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Randomly I miss my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavOoaN6AoI/AAAAAAAAEjE/jrWNzStUX4Q/s1600-h/CIMG1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavOoaN6AoI/AAAAAAAAEjE/jrWNzStUX4Q/s400/CIMG1114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308563779414000258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Not feeling good! Of all the time must it be now to have non-stop flowing mucus, dangling flams and bad cough errghh. annoying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2532954334607868638?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2532954334607868638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2532954334607868638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2532954334607868638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2532954334607868638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/03/udy-birthday-celebration-al-iman-mosque.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SavND-LDhmI/AAAAAAAAEis/Rh3r6HmyCpc/s72-c/CIMG1157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-6050130733136689481</id><published>2009-02-24T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:53:18.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morning was almost filled with buckets of dangling tears while the other end was filled with flavoured smoke that broke the promise and caused the outburst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//trampled feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-6050130733136689481?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/6050130733136689481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=6050130733136689481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6050130733136689481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6050130733136689481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/02/morning-was-almost-filled-with-buckets.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7977817185788672601</id><published>2009-02-20T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T12:10:09.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate the process of waiting. It is driving me nuts. Never mind about whatever patience, its irritating. The feeling can be so heart-wrenching and uncertainties surrounds me whenever I have to wait. Its like you are left hanging on the cliff. Will I die or will someone come and save me and there you are in between life and death still unsure what is your fate going to be like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7977817185788672601?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7977817185788672601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7977817185788672601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7977817185788672601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7977817185788672601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate-process-of-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8380079866002414903</id><published>2009-02-16T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:56:42.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Totally unexpected! I'm not dreaming do I? *slap slap* No No NO I'm not. Very very elated but not too soon I still have the last stage. *pray pray*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8380079866002414903?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8380079866002414903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8380079866002414903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8380079866002414903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8380079866002414903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/02/totally-unexpected-im-not-dreaming-do-i.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-147962178334237534</id><published>2009-02-15T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T22:37:00.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is so scary to have a KANCHEEOOONG FATHER! It has not even started!. I wonder what is going to happen once we embark that phase. Sigh Sigh Sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-147962178334237534?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/147962178334237534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=147962178334237534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/147962178334237534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/147962178334237534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-is-so-scary-to-have-kancheeooong.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3929305112580356033</id><published>2009-02-15T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T18:53:34.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SZfy3FJsxqI/AAAAAAAAEiE/GKctEIORjrI/s1600-h/CIMG0671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SZfy3FJsxqI/AAAAAAAAEiE/GKctEIORjrI/s400/CIMG0671.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302974114341635746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was well spent though it was only we only met for about 4 hours. Though it was valentine's day, we didnt actually worship that celebration. I saw many girls with flowers walking and cuddling the bouquet they had. haha very weird i would prefer something that doesnt die instead of flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh Sunday is a boring day and I'm getting restless of waiting. boo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3929305112580356033?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3929305112580356033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3929305112580356033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3929305112580356033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3929305112580356033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/02/yesterday-was-well-spent-though-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SZfy3FJsxqI/AAAAAAAAEiE/GKctEIORjrI/s72-c/CIMG0671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-8161165015108069651</id><published>2009-02-11T22:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:49:09.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Birthday Surpise but end up we got surprised. We were not prepared yet. As in we thought of displaying the cake first but she came when we were still not prepared. So can you imagine Mai, Sri, Aiin and Me shouted altogether at the same time!Nevertheless it was AWESOME!! I'm glad she likes it I mean who don't like to be surprised right especially important days like that. Ladies/Woman/Girls will always remain as it is. There are 1001 things to talk about, we stayed from 2 plus till 7 plus pm, sat at her dining table and chat. I'm not pretty sure what exactly we talked about but surprisingly it lasted so long that we delayed our time to go home. haha! It was great seriously I enjoyed the day very much. As usual nothing much from me.. I designed a card which I hope she like it and amazingly Sri do have hidden talent eh; she did her bouquet of flowers cum ferero chocolate on her own. The great part was that we (me and sri) chose the same colour; we must have some affinity to it hhaha... Once again happy 21st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c69a7b924f7dce12" 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://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc69a7b924f7dce12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331338235%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D0A2E0E3CAA3789EBCCD91C07EF4A49FE19675C.5EFA7B160C1123E219D3221E68C5996B362D576D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc69a7b924f7dce12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dlyn11A7zjqk9g_J6TzbqgZvGYEg&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://v12.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc69a7b924f7dce12%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331338235%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6D0A2E0E3CAA3789EBCCD91C07EF4A49FE19675C.5EFA7B160C1123E219D3221E68C5996B362D576D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc69a7b924f7dce12%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dlyn11A7zjqk9g_J6TzbqgZvGYEg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having not-so-terrible-headache-but-sleepy-eyes right now. Udy was trying to be funny (to me to be precise). I supervised him with his homeworks: I asked him the snail needs air to___??? and he sang "ooo ooo ooo ooo STAYING ALIVE STAYING ALIVE"&lt;br /&gt; -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp; &amp; I showed videos on preposition and pronouns online. There's this song with lyric like this: &lt;br /&gt;"I,she,we,he,they &lt;br /&gt;I,she,we,he,they &lt;br /&gt;I,she,we,he,they &lt;br /&gt;and don't forget you!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly he sang this: &lt;br /&gt;"I,she, ME HEADACHE &lt;br /&gt;I,she, ME HEADACHE &lt;br /&gt;I,she, ME HEADACHE and don't forget YOU!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWnc1HSCvRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SWnc1HSCvRY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="225" height="144"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he's trying to imply I'm getting difficult with him, so much that i caused him a headache.&lt;br /&gt;goodness; creative in the wrong way i guess tsk2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; Congrats Azzy Wazzy da jadi auntie hoho! Like what I have suggested since they havent got a name for the baby girl, they should give this name;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadilah the beautiful princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;????!!!!!??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot eh? ahhaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//I'm not so confident but i still hope and wish the best outcome for me. *Pray very very very hard*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-8161165015108069651?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c69a7b924f7dce12&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/8161165015108069651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=8161165015108069651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8161165015108069651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/8161165015108069651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-surpise-but-end-up-we-got.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1763081874511270614</id><published>2009-02-06T09:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:37:13.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 21st Birthday to Maisarah&lt;br /&gt;//when was this? 2004 like so omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYuTGH3WU5I/AAAAAAAAEh8/wU2-Pr7uwa0/s1600-h/the+remaining-+2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYuTGH3WU5I/AAAAAAAAEh8/wU2-Pr7uwa0/s400/the+remaining-+2004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299491119931216786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated 24th To kakak&lt;br /&gt;//2006 picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYuS3o1y3lI/AAAAAAAAEhs/Eq5D5XCvMQc/s1600-h/cairnhill+comp+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYuS3o1y3lI/AAAAAAAAEhs/Eq5D5XCvMQc/s400/cairnhill+comp+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299490871085030994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Birthday Wish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1763081874511270614?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1763081874511270614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1763081874511270614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1763081874511270614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1763081874511270614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-21st-birtday-to-maisarah-when-was.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYuTGH3WU5I/AAAAAAAAEh8/wU2-Pr7uwa0/s72-c/the+remaining-+2004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-2836848326547145405</id><published>2009-02-06T09:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:36:42.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYuRmiFiPHI/AAAAAAAAEhk/Aqb8b4lC-rY/s1600-h/CIMG0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYuRmiFiPHI/AAAAAAAAEhk/Aqb8b4lC-rY/s400/CIMG0948.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299489477702597746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//So Near Yet So Far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus plus wisdom tooth is getting on my nerve! I bleed while eating cause the stupid tooth is out of place. Instead of chewing the food, that tooth choose to MINCE my side (that form the cheeks, I dont-know-what-is-it-call) and yes it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; &amp; &amp; I'm tired and I believe I will get a sore throat soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-2836848326547145405?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/2836848326547145405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=2836848326547145405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2836848326547145405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/2836848326547145405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-miss-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYuRmiFiPHI/AAAAAAAAEhk/Aqb8b4lC-rY/s72-c/CIMG0948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-6833704008659737501</id><published>2009-02-01T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T09:37:34.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fell in love with those photo albums at borders like seriously it is superbly beautiful and artistic! and the price .... $45 and above :( and love insist it is expensive for an album but i wanted those album so this is what i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a normal album, you can find those at any popular bookstore at a reasonable price $12.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqxUpuw6I/AAAAAAAAEgs/TvbpmvgQXlM/s1600-h/CIMG1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqxUpuw6I/AAAAAAAAEgs/TvbpmvgQXlM/s400/CIMG1019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297828301005308834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I secretly rushed to borders to buy a wrapper at $4 before I met Az and Ad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqxbmSKrI/AAAAAAAAEgk/7-61jZ3dSDA/s1600-h/CIMG1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqxbmSKrI/AAAAAAAAEgk/7-61jZ3dSDA/s400/CIMG1020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297828302869899954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I rushed again to wrrraaaap the album tadaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqxFPy7HI/AAAAAAAAEgc/lkcEbKxzvBw/s1600-h/CIMG1022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqxFPy7HI/AAAAAAAAEgc/lkcEbKxzvBw/s400/CIMG1022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297828296869997682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mess I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqw6vWB0I/AAAAAAAAEgU/J29oZaBz9xs/s1600-h/CIMG1023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqw6vWB0I/AAAAAAAAEgU/J29oZaBz9xs/s400/CIMG1023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297828294049531714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I so lurv this ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqwh9awYI/AAAAAAAAEgM/0p8g_OPC4Pg/s1600-h/CIMG1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqwh9awYI/AAAAAAAAEgM/0p8g_OPC4Pg/s400/CIMG1024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297828287397675394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope love love it just like I do ;) and this is the first thing he said after I gave him the album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" U gy Borders eh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeesssh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senimans and watis... Ok Hilarious and I love the Idea of restaurant ala2 club2 50-an cool! but haiya suasana kind of tak memberangsangkan maybe because of unfamiliar faces but yeah the whole thing is actually gerek...applause!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyOac-J0I/AAAAAAAAEhU/O4bHHrta_UQ/s1600-h/CIMG1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyOac-J0I/AAAAAAAAEhU/O4bHHrta_UQ/s400/CIMG1031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297836497360004930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyOSvPc2I/AAAAAAAAEhM/QKVYbzZsYQM/s1600-h/CIMG1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyOSvPc2I/AAAAAAAAEhM/QKVYbzZsYQM/s400/CIMG1034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297836495289152354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyOLf6mBI/AAAAAAAAEhE/L-Zc9BfZX-4/s1600-h/CIMG1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyOLf6mBI/AAAAAAAAEhE/L-Zc9BfZX-4/s400/CIMG1029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297836493345822738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyOPVqpCI/AAAAAAAAEg8/9MtFgKCbt_4/s1600-h/CIMG1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyOPVqpCI/AAAAAAAAEg8/9MtFgKCbt_4/s400/CIMG1055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297836494376576034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyN1oJg2I/AAAAAAAAEg0/zjZaZFMwdo4/s1600-h/CIMG1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWyN1oJg2I/AAAAAAAAEg0/zjZaZFMwdo4/s400/CIMG1060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297836487474774882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; the bride wars wasnt too good but nevertheless it was great. make sense? No?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-6833704008659737501?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/6833704008659737501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=6833704008659737501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6833704008659737501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/6833704008659737501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-fall-in-love-with-those-photo-albums.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SYWqxUpuw6I/AAAAAAAAEgs/TvbpmvgQXlM/s72-c/CIMG1019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1703107183697492301</id><published>2009-01-26T15:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:09:25.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SX1tVimBZyI/AAAAAAAAEf8/dd2flcDUcdg/s1600-h/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SX1tVimBZyI/AAAAAAAAEf8/dd2flcDUcdg/s400/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295508953688532770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holiday hoho! went cousin's housewarming yest morning, niece growing up and getting all mischevious. Cousin huzaifa and hafaza are simply irresistable and the food superbla duh my aunt cook ok and my mum tlg2 la wahaha. In the evening went love's mum side picnic gathering. It was raining and i just dont have the heart to go hoho. A brief one bah cause we reached in the evening almost maghrib. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went site hopping and i found this link: &lt;br /&gt;http://thh-shop.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SX1tVR92yJI/AAAAAAAAEf0/W1PG9Yd1Mls/s1600-h/CK_10.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SX1tVR92yJI/AAAAAAAAEf0/W1PG9Yd1Mls/s400/CK_10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295508949225097362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SX19r8uw8RI/AAAAAAAAEgE/0eA2aaXGKco/s1600-h/CK_3.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/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SX19r8uw8RI/AAAAAAAAEgE/0eA2aaXGKco/s400/CK_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295526930847691026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lurve lurve lurve the boxer la ok... not quite sure if it's authentic cause as far as i know usually it cost around 30 but the boxer; gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh btw there will be gerhana matahari/solar eclipse like now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1703107183697492301?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1703107183697492301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1703107183697492301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1703107183697492301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1703107183697492301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-chinese-new-year-holiday-hoho.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SX1tVimBZyI/AAAAAAAAEf8/dd2flcDUcdg/s72-c/IMG_0222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-3789524353955830797</id><published>2009-01-20T08:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:18:00.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yuyun's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short one, went to his hommie to get the brownie which he and his dad collected on my behalf. So we proceeded to my hommie with small surprise. . The brownie looked tempting but the taste is not really on par with the looks. Its just like errm there's this saying goes "looks can be deceiving"? get the idea haaaha&lt;br /&gt;-edited- actually i think i'm exaggerating. I decided to munch on it again late night cause I'm behaving like a hungry ghost, the brownie is not that bad actually. It taste more to dark chocolate than those milky2 chocolate. haaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUevIT8ZRI/AAAAAAAAEfU/chqCxnHWHlk/s1600-h/CIMG0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUevIT8ZRI/AAAAAAAAEfU/chqCxnHWHlk/s400/CIMG0957.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293170732077704466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUeu25v7GI/AAAAAAAAEfM/2gFaQVXa_s0/s1600-h/CIMG0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUeu25v7GI/AAAAAAAAEfM/2gFaQVXa_s0/s400/CIMG0959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293170727404432482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUejGuzT8I/AAAAAAAAEfE/WVe9JTugcw0/s1600-h/CIMG0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUejGuzT8I/AAAAAAAAEfE/WVe9JTugcw0/s400/CIMG0960.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293170525495054274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; It happens all the time, our birthday is his birthday so can ou count how many birthday he have in a year? ---- SIX! hoho!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUei5gftKI/AAAAAAAAEe8/8u90fM2vOPI/s1600-h/CIMG0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUei5gftKI/AAAAAAAAEe8/8u90fM2vOPI/s400/CIMG0961.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293170521945388194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUeiUcKClI/AAAAAAAAEe0/cGH4CQCL4V4/s1600-h/CIMG0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUeiUcKClI/AAAAAAAAEe0/cGH4CQCL4V4/s400/CIMG0962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293170511995079250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUeiF5J0HI/AAAAAAAAEes/tU_mrQEJfs8/s1600-h/CIMG0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUeiF5J0HI/AAAAAAAAEes/tU_mrQEJfs8/s400/CIMG0963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293170508090167410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUehwRMTTI/AAAAAAAAEek/hkrePLnR9f4/s1600-h/CIMG0965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUehwRMTTI/AAAAAAAAEek/hkrePLnR9f4/s400/CIMG0965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293170502285413682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//Don't be ashamed to cry&lt;br /&gt;Let me see you through&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've seen the dark side too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the night falls on you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you confess&lt;br /&gt;Could make me love you less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stand by you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-3789524353955830797?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/3789524353955830797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=3789524353955830797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3789524353955830797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/3789524353955830797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/01/yuyuns-birthday-just-short-one-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SXUevIT8ZRI/AAAAAAAAEfU/chqCxnHWHlk/s72-c/CIMG0957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7181738612170588034</id><published>2009-01-12T13:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T13:24:57.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRW5V4UyI/AAAAAAAAEbY/wbY0CyX3Xl4/s1600-h/CIMG0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRW5V4UyI/AAAAAAAAEbY/wbY0CyX3Xl4/s400/CIMG0922.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290270903579988770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; a-ha! I'm on top of the moon when he dressed this way haha kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRRkWDMdI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/Hjlf-gi8GVQ/s1600-h/CIMG0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRRkWDMdI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/Hjlf-gi8GVQ/s400/CIMG0925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290270812044210642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so I pulled him down cause i'm just a vertically challenged person. is it equal now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRRRlaMmI/AAAAAAAAEbI/PO2YMKUOnKU/s1600-h/CIMG0928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRRRlaMmI/AAAAAAAAEbI/PO2YMKUOnKU/s400/CIMG0928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290270807008359010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRQstGgXI/AAAAAAAAEbA/yy680ezxPew/s1600-h/CIMG0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRQstGgXI/AAAAAAAAEbA/yy680ezxPew/s400/CIMG0930.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290270797108511090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRQbgnDjI/AAAAAAAAEa4/MB072vudY3c/s1600-h/CIMG0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRQbgnDjI/AAAAAAAAEa4/MB072vudY3c/s400/CIMG0933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290270792492715570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRQDqq0zI/AAAAAAAAEaw/0r20oK2gDww/s1600-h/CIMG0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRQDqq0zI/AAAAAAAAEaw/0r20oK2gDww/s400/CIMG0935.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290270786092454706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR Almost-Everyday Routine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hospital and Dinner... Hospital Straight Home vice-versa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho nothing new actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's pray for the recovery okies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//ILYJLHYLMBILYM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7181738612170588034?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7181738612170588034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7181738612170588034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7181738612170588034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7181738612170588034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/01/ha-i-love-it-when-he-dressed-this-way.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWrRW5V4UyI/AAAAAAAAEbY/wbY0CyX3Xl4/s72-c/CIMG0922.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-7114052550375688564</id><published>2009-01-08T10:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:25:02.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVmzaDVjhI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/_vNGja6CfTI/s1600-h/n4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVmzaDVjhI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/_vNGja6CfTI/s400/n4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288746370769194514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVmzMvczBI/AAAAAAAAEaI/_xTGYGrtYG0/s1600-h/DSCN1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVmzMvczBI/AAAAAAAAEaI/_xTGYGrtYG0/s400/DSCN1100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288746367196122130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVmzCKliII/AAAAAAAAEaA/jB7s9mbT1LQ/s1600-h/DSCN1103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVmzCKliII/AAAAAAAAEaA/jB7s9mbT1LQ/s400/DSCN1103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288746364357150850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over-Due! Over Due!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day I met my lovelies. We talked for about 3 hours! Luckily starbucks was closing at that upon of time or else we will be sitting till the next day I guess (as if since when I went out till late morning hoho!). Randomly: it've been seven years we know each other. I'm amazed and it feels great but nothing beats better than this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OLD TIMES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVqE4bw8fI/AAAAAAAAEag/Yh8icSe88vM/s1600-h/teacher%27s+day+performance+2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVqE4bw8fI/AAAAAAAAEag/Yh8icSe88vM/s400/teacher%27s+day+performance+2003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288749969517375986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wouldnt know how much i missed being a secondary school student.Never mind about the concerned teacher being concerned with my relationship. Never mind about the teachers ranting and shouting when pissed. Never mind about the gossips and fitnah-s that happened. Never mind about the injuries during hockey tournaments.Never mind about the discipline mistress picking on me for dying of hair,short skirts, make up and piercings,the catfights,bitching and hatred cause as a whole it is indeed a memorable journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and I was browsing through my photos and I found this!:&lt;br /&gt;taaa daaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVtGDLgiNI/AAAAAAAAEao/kDCxMojeSUw/s1600-h/MJS-08-140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVtGDLgiNI/AAAAAAAAEao/kDCxMojeSUw/s400/MJS-08-140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288753288116734162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my love with his costume and tanjak at the top left-hand corner; when was that? 4-5 months ago? hohoho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-7114052550375688564?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/7114052550375688564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=7114052550375688564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7114052550375688564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/7114052550375688564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/01/over-due-over-due-day-i-met-my-lovelies.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SWVmzaDVjhI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/_vNGja6CfTI/s72-c/n4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1549091611303190374</id><published>2009-01-02T09:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:19:38.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aha- It's Back To School~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home the whole of yesterday.After watching my favourite little nyonya i tried sleeping cause i need to wake up as early as 5 am. No matter how much i tried sleeping, my eyes just refuse to shut. Yes I slept late and surprisingly I woke up earlier than the expected time. Must be the drive of 1st day i guess. For the free period now, I'm feeling very sleepy. Dreadful for the school period now. No no I must appreciate my free time for now cause god knows how exhausting it could be the moment that free period is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recalling the past,&lt;br /&gt;Visited their dad and the four of us proceed with our search for pizaa hut. In the midst of searching,I visited my passionate coffee master lovelies, it's been a while. The atmosphere is still the same. I missed them and those coffees I used to brew. *Ouh how time flies*.&lt;br /&gt;and so we continued our journey, for once I thought we are watching fireworks via wheels. Gave up, we had our dinner at newton and watched the fireworks at marina, the area was enclosed with construction sites and the gagaks whistling vigorously. I suddenly felt like I'm immersed in some kind of darkness,the ticklish patches of grasses that I stood doesnt make me feel like I'm standing on my own city! Must be the results of many gagaks i guess. The fireworks didnt arouse me. I wasnt jumping with joy like how others would, screaming on top of their lungs and wailed as each glittering waves of fireworks erupted.As I watched, sadness drilled in. Reflecting back 2008's memories. Nothing was great, I achieved nothing, unexpected overturns happened and I've changed,the flow had been broken. For once I felt like a loss child not knowing what to do, not knowing what I want. Things never goes in my way and to realise how much I've changed. I loss my sense of direction, faith, determination and will.It was the most terrible sorrow to my own realisation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each explosions depicts my shattered dreams,my shattered hopes, my shattered desire,my broken path.&lt;br /&gt;I came to realise everything was gone, I cant bring it back to pieces. I never regret looking back at those fragments of life. These are ordeals that tells me to be patient and strong to face circumstances. No doubt I lose faith in myself, I still have faith with god. I still believe he knows what best for me and maybe this is part of life, part of growing up. Its 2009 now, and I'm embracing it with open arms. I have dreams and hopes in which I hope my dreams and hopes will come true. New year, new beginning, new chapter of life of me and you.;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SV15t0kxSoI/AAAAAAAAEZw/FLBLl-wxDUI/s1600-h/CIMG0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SV15t0kxSoI/AAAAAAAAEZw/FLBLl-wxDUI/s400/CIMG0911.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286515365716773506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SV15tsGtNqI/AAAAAAAAEZo/-CkN1L3IeEs/s1600-h/CIMG0900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SV15tsGtNqI/AAAAAAAAEZo/-CkN1L3IeEs/s400/CIMG0900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286515363443193506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//back to school, back to heavy workload ;( hoho! time will past la no worries&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/480998677188557124-1549091611303190374?l=deeelah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/feeds/1549091611303190374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=480998677188557124&amp;postID=1549091611303190374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1549091611303190374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/480998677188557124/posts/default/1549091611303190374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deeelah.blogspot.com/2009/01/aha-its-back-to-school-stayed-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>*[FaD!LaH]*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15523475675099190887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McZEHK_XN_Y/SV15t0kxSoI/AAAAAAAAEZw/FLBLl-wxDUI/s72-c/CIMG0911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-480998677188557124.post-1103925623755471866</id><published>2008-12-28T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:32:11.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Selamat menyambut tahun Baru ;)&lt;br /&gt;It's new year may god forgive my bad deeds and may people whom i had offended forgive me. I knew i had; my grave mistake. I realised I'm not that good person afterall.Hopefully for thenew year I have the strength to face and overcome ordeals.Hopefully new year will be a better year for me. Hopefully new year will be a blessed year and may everything will be a smooth journey for the new year and hopefully I will be a better person and impians menjadi kenyataan; insyaallah. . Amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//My stupid boy decided to speed and now his face, shoulder, hands and legs pretty well tainted with scratches and wounds and he's too busy repairing his second love that he had forgotten his first love here. 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