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type='text'>diyy bites yo .</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>258</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-7246376219778783539</id><published>2010-04-30T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:41:11.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MY GOD!</title><content type='html'>hello people! omg. i am so sorry i have not been updating my blog for so long. have been really this past few days with workkk. and soccer. haha. but still, i know its not suppose to be an excuse but fuck you. heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm currently working now while updating. i know. wtf right? but who gives a shit. so, lets see. whats new that has been going on in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a iphone now. HAHA. my own one ok. like finally -.-&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a boyfriend now. he's such a sweetheart. i love him to death.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a new found "family". haha. boyfriend's family actually.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NFA has been very consistent in games. they've not been losing but winning and thank god.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;boyfriend had his best birthday celebration and i'm happy for him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;other then that. i don't think there's much to talk about. haha. i gotta go. more updates soon, i promise! take care people. AND I NEED TO SHOP BADLY. k thank bye :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-7246376219778783539?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7246376219778783539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=7246376219778783539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7246376219778783539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7246376219778783539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-my-god.html' title='OH MY GOD!'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-2685618821800071532</id><published>2010-03-25T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:55:12.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad romance.'/><title type='text'>these days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a quick post. am not supposed to be blogging right now but who gives a fuck aye? haha.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the week has been good. there was alot of fucked up moments but you know me, i'll always get through it.&lt;br /&gt;haha. thanks to wonderful bestfriends and loved ones (Y)&lt;br /&gt;i loveaicinta kamu semua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things for me seem great right now. love life especially. haha.&lt;br /&gt;winkwink. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's my last night. thank god. like finally? haha. saturday i'll be watching soccer and giving training before that.&lt;br /&gt;nfa eighteen against nfa seventeen with beloved cousin and huda.&lt;br /&gt;then off for dinner then stay over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole week of next week is gonna be packed like crazy. zomg.i need my social life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; BITCHES!&lt;br /&gt;meet up soon leh before school reopen. sobs sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're thst damn thing for now.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-2685618821800071532?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2685618821800071532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=2685618821800071532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2685618821800071532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2685618821800071532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/these-days.html' title='these days.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6263569354527338239</id><published>2010-03-15T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T16:37:32.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer soccer soccer.'/><title type='text'>run this town.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alright. so, there's not gonna be a photo for this post. cause i don't feel like putting up any photos. k, wtf. lol. skip this part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi humans :)&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching alot of soccer matches lately. omg. my schedule is full of them. haha. but its worth it anyway. it brings back memories and such. gahh. leg, faster heal. i wanna play soccer. boo.&lt;br /&gt;IVP semi finals first round was held at temasek polytechnic. went with nazz. joined pranav, syafiq and reiko. temasek polytechnic lost to ite combined three to one. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;then on friday, it was the second round. temasek polytechnic lost four to one. omg. i know right.&lt;br /&gt;ite scorers for first round is shahfiq. hatrick seh.&lt;br /&gt;ite scorers for second round is zulkifli and one guy. didn't watch. cause white bitch had problems during the second half and most of the goals is during the second half. but! its ok :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you kyser tan and azizi aniq&lt;/span&gt; for accompanying me to watch the game on friday.&lt;br /&gt;i love you both bitches very much. hehe. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, i went to watch the nfa under eighteen against geylang united prime league. nfa won two to one. goals by faris and safirul. its nice to see some of them after a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;like faiz and tiqsy. haha. going there was hell worth it cause i get to see someone play full game.&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the kecohness from shahfiq's family :)&lt;br /&gt;and thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zulfadhli&lt;/span&gt; for going with me and sending me off. sweetsweet boy. hee. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, i went to watch azizi's game at pasir ris cresent secondary school. made some new friends along the way. really nice people :)&lt;br /&gt;played around with the ball here and there. it was a good game between the two teams. yeapa.&lt;br /&gt;met madhu at white sands. ate dinner, smoked, left.&lt;br /&gt;thank you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azizi and madhu&lt;/span&gt; for the day and night.&lt;br /&gt;love you two bitches. bestfriend forever. haha. xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went to work and my leg was screwing me up. so i'm home early.&lt;br /&gt;pfft. back with an old injury. but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, i'm not sure if i'm going to work.&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, i'll be watching the young lions match against balestier khalsa. hoping to see syafiq play. and wednesday is also bestfriends birthday. haha.&lt;br /&gt;thursday, hopefully work day.&lt;br /&gt;friday, watching finals between ite and god knows what school. either nus or nyp.&lt;br /&gt;saturday, nfa is having another game again at woodlands. i might be watching. see hows my leg.&lt;br /&gt;sunday, i got game. ahhhhhhh. nak main :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packed siak schedule! haha. ok. i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brother, i miss you. come home soon bitchass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6263569354527338239?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6263569354527338239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6263569354527338239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6263569354527338239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6263569354527338239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/run-this-town.html' title='run this town.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6992232643213479700</id><published>2010-03-08T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T17:42:35.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i&apos;ll think of you tonight.'/><title type='text'>birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S5TBYsqeG6I/AAAAAAAAAv0/sZJHrpZppuw/s1600-h/n803150214_3552310_4635.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S5TBYsqeG6I/AAAAAAAAAv0/sZJHrpZppuw/s400/n803150214_3552310_4635.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446190479448087458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;black bitch turned &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nineteen&lt;/span&gt; on saturday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. am sorry for the lack of updates be it via this blog or tumblr. have been really really busy and have been meeting with alot of people recently to catch up. no time for the cyberworld. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, the last i stopped was my brother right? either the day before or the day after i send my brother off, i met up with amin. had late lunch. then met up with hazwan. he had dinner. i did alot of talking. haha. then went to masjid sultan to meet my parents and roti john steak :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, i went to work. then after work i went to slack. then after slack i went to bathe. then after bathe i went to put on my clothes. then after i put on my clothes, i went to slack somemore. then went to tampines by bus. reached there at about six thirty plus. nazz just wake up. cbbbbbb! haha.&lt;br /&gt;mingled at times. i bought the book a walk to remember. haha. kental. but i love.&lt;br /&gt;saw sazli and hical at small macdonalds. didn't say hi. reason(s).&lt;br /&gt;waited for nazz till about seven thirty? cb. haha. and he never pity me one. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;smoked. top up ezlink. took bus three to downtown east.&lt;br /&gt;bitch received free pack from me cause he did a good deed towards me. haha. thankq :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to costa sand resort. first thing i did was to scream at kyser. lol lol. mingled around with the guests. soccer guys started to stream in one by one or the whole group. pure fun and laughter and good drinks and good ciggaretes and good wine and good bed. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i felt a little bit tipsy. and no, i didn't drink. i must have drank from the wrong coke bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left there at about one thirty. wahh. nazz masok cab teros flat. haha. i swear i was damn scared sia. he started blabbering nonsense all. lol. sent him home. until the lift. then i ran back to the cab and went home. miracously, i reached home at two am. lol! cleaned up. texted people. then received calls from drunkard people. oh wells. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats practically the highlight of my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy birthday madhu mohana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you had fun at cosmic and at the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i didn't bring you any gift. but i brought you me. so yeah. thats good enough of a present right?&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. love you bitch. see you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6992232643213479700?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6992232643213479700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6992232643213479700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6992232643213479700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6992232643213479700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthday.html' title='birthday.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S5TBYsqeG6I/AAAAAAAAAv0/sZJHrpZppuw/s72-c/n803150214_3552310_4635.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4341601590191724871</id><published>2010-03-03T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T03:42:58.635+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate you.'/><title type='text'>i'll miss you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S41pPID3E-I/AAAAAAAAAvs/PZbdBJTScU8/s1600-h/25691_109429205736752_100000090195049_246798_2397923_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S41pPID3E-I/AAAAAAAAAvs/PZbdBJTScU8/s400/25691_109429205736752_100000090195049_246798_2397923_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444123233143428066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;because you're leaving me for vietnam for six weeks, :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss you when you're not here. ( I talk as if you like my boyfriend sia. HAHA )&lt;br /&gt;but really. i'll miss you sia.&lt;br /&gt;six weeks of no one to disturb me or sing to me or critic on idol with me. can die.&lt;br /&gt;six weeks of no one irritating me. can die.&lt;br /&gt;six weeks of not listening to you trying to help me become good. can die.&lt;br /&gt;six weeks without you, die, sure dieeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate you for leaving me here all alone.&lt;br /&gt;come back with goodies for me if not i won't talk to you anymore and you're not allowed to come inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;bitch, i hate you. six weeks eh.&lt;br /&gt;don't come back with some vietnamese girl. i'll slaughter you to death.&lt;br /&gt;bring me some handsome boys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you brother. you're the only one i have in this world.&lt;br /&gt;take care. have a safe trip to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;i still hate you. bitch. (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4341601590191724871?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4341601590191724871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4341601590191724871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4341601590191724871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4341601590191724871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/03/ill-miss-you.html' title='i&apos;ll miss you.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S41pPID3E-I/AAAAAAAAAvs/PZbdBJTScU8/s72-c/25691_109429205736752_100000090195049_246798_2397923_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-9076774077903715001</id><published>2010-02-13T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T01:45:27.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S3WSjLZOXYI/AAAAAAAAAvk/St_2B7oYXDU/s1600-h/tumblr_kxfnp8jeza1qa3kcwo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S3WSjLZOXYI/AAAAAAAAAvk/St_2B7oYXDU/s400/tumblr_kxfnp8jeza1qa3kcwo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437413258171407746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;broken strings.&lt;/span&gt; - james morrison feat nelly furtado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i know i haven't been blogging for quite sometime and i'm sorry. i've been away for some reason. thankq for those who wish me well. appreciate it very much :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been more on tumblr then i am on my blog. haha. i guess tumblr is much more convienient? i don't know. i rather post pictures then to write about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ellen degeneres and portia, (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homeboys,&lt;/span&gt; mummy misses you alot too and thankq for the visit the other day and the balloons and the big bear and the heartshape cake/cookie from famous amos and also the incredible tee of you boys. i'm sorry i have been missing your matches. i'll come by soon when i'm free and well.&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;youboysverymuch.&lt;br /&gt;say hello to daddy for me too ok. tell him not to be so hard on you boys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone ditched me for malaysia, :(&lt;br /&gt;now no one can sing for me best i ever had. booo.&lt;br /&gt;your, for you i will, is stuck in my head like 24/7 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-9076774077903715001?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9076774077903715001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=9076774077903715001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/9076774077903715001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/9076774077903715001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/02/sorry.html' title='sorry.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S3WSjLZOXYI/AAAAAAAAAvk/St_2B7oYXDU/s72-c/tumblr_kxfnp8jeza1qa3kcwo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8699991278970767078</id><published>2010-01-31T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:46:46.784+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleed.'/><title type='text'>i'll like to make myself believe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S2UYisX8hAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/LjAtDIz-FyE/s1600-h/tumblr_kx2sbnDQni1qa3kcwo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S2UYisX8hAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/LjAtDIz-FyE/s400/tumblr_kx2sbnDQni1qa3kcwo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432775509798585346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" And I'd give up forever to touch you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I don't want to go home right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause sooner or later it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Iris by goo goo dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially for you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8699991278970767078?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8699991278970767078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8699991278970767078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8699991278970767078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8699991278970767078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/ill-like-to-make-myself-believe.html' title='i&apos;ll like to make myself believe.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S2UYisX8hAI/AAAAAAAAAvc/LjAtDIz-FyE/s72-c/tumblr_kx2sbnDQni1qa3kcwo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1123433258102466429</id><published>2010-01-29T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T15:48:02.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i suppose i love you.'/><title type='text'>help.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S2KQ6yJwj0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/hfzkboqwv4w/s1600-h/tumblr_kww74eMFu31qzuhd2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S2KQ6yJwj0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/hfzkboqwv4w/s400/tumblr_kww74eMFu31qzuhd2o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432063440131755842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nobody said it was easy, its such a shame for us to part.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy, Nobody said it would be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;Take me back to the start. &lt;/span&gt;- The scientist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to blog. cause actually i don't feel like blogging. but i'm bored. haha. k, wtf.&lt;br /&gt;oh right, sentosa outing on monday was (Y)&lt;br /&gt;work has been alright. i shan't complain much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously people. i don't know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;alot has been going on in my life and things are not the way i want it to be. but who gives a fuck right? sometimes things aren't meant to go the way you wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;things change, people change, situations change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the earth revolves around us slowly. (WTF)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, i feel like breaking down. but it'll be so stupid of me to cry infront of my colleagues. haha.&lt;br /&gt;so, i'm gonna put on that happy poker face, lift my chin up high.&lt;br /&gt;walk out from that door and rush to the toilet to cry.&lt;br /&gt;cause seriously, i feel like i'm missing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be the old me back.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be happy, :(&lt;br /&gt;i was, but eventually situations change.&lt;br /&gt;i wish the weekend is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciggies.ciggies.ciggies.&lt;br /&gt;my new bestfriend. k, not.&lt;br /&gt;asthma.asthma.asthma.&lt;br /&gt;my new bestfriend. k, yesz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to stay and crap more. but i gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;toilet, here i come. HAHA. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&amp;amp;to S: things are going so well. but .....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1123433258102466429?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1123433258102466429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1123433258102466429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1123433258102466429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1123433258102466429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/help.html' title='help.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S2KQ6yJwj0I/AAAAAAAAAvU/hfzkboqwv4w/s72-c/tumblr_kww74eMFu31qzuhd2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6911347324955715610</id><published>2010-01-25T01:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T01:49:25.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lets get crazy.'/><title type='text'>dress it up or dress it down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1yFYWvU-QI/AAAAAAAAAvM/JwwY-z2Jcvo/s1600-h/tumblr_kwnwlsQry31qzr04eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1yFYWvU-QI/AAAAAAAAAvM/JwwY-z2Jcvo/s400/tumblr_kwnwlsQry31qzr04eo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430361904169416962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, the last i stopped was at the time pasal my sassy girl right? k. in continuation, the day after that, danny and nana picked me up from work. went to hougang cheers just to get roti -.-" haha. then off back home. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was lunch with alysha at LJS. joined by annisa and syahiid soon after. terserempak with syafiq. talked about alot of things. annisa and syahiid left to watch the blind side. syafiq left soon after too. talked to alysha. danny came over. sent alysha till infront of mrt station. then me and danny headed to bugis to get starbucks. talked for abit then had to go to work. awesome (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday morning danny picked me up from work. had breakfast at marina square macdonalds. then send danny to work then went home. had a good rest. woke up, did chores. work thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;best habis (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, danny came over to my place. then we headed out to vivo. walked. talked. eat. window shopped. haha. i keep dragging her into bookstores. aww. poor soul :) headed to harbourfront center. then to marina square. then to esplanade. then to bugis to meet zaz and gang. hug hug. talk talk. laugh laugh. me, danny, zaz, aminah and dayana left them. headed to merdandy. drank. played game. laughter is a must. then dayana's date came. aww. triple date :) haha. k, sudah. headed home at nearly eleven fourty five pm. zaz and aminah took the bus. the rest took train. dropped at payar lebar. took twenty four to angmokio then took one six five back home. danny stayed over at my place. we talked. laughed. sing to songs on mtv. watched soccer. practically stayed up the whole night having fun (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, six plus sent danny to bus stop. slept. woke up quite late. then headed to masjid sultan in the late afternoon. working now. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa later on with danny and yusri (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update more later babies. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6911347324955715610?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6911347324955715610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6911347324955715610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6911347324955715610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6911347324955715610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/dress-it-up-or-dress-it-down.html' title='dress it up or dress it down.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1yFYWvU-QI/AAAAAAAAAvM/JwwY-z2Jcvo/s72-c/tumblr_kwnwlsQry31qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4952196770275956229</id><published>2010-01-19T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T02:45:14.473+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='witchu.'/><title type='text'>knock you down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1SrX1f871I/AAAAAAAAAvE/_py4Vl-3EfY/s1600-h/My_Sassy_Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1SrX1f871I/AAAAAAAAAvE/_py4Vl-3EfY/s400/My_Sassy_Girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428151876874727250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" destiny is the bridge you build to the one you love. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was alright :)&lt;br /&gt;bugis, iluma, suntec, water fountain, marina square, dinner at mac donalds was (Y)&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much for the night out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i shall start at one. and end at nine thirty five.&lt;br /&gt;night with two girls tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;can't wait. heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog about. just that i cried again while watching my sassy girl.&lt;br /&gt;bitch ass. i should stop crying while watching movies already.&lt;br /&gt;its two fourty four and i'm not asleep.&lt;br /&gt;fuck my life. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight babies.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4952196770275956229?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4952196770275956229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4952196770275956229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4952196770275956229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4952196770275956229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/knock-you-down.html' title='knock you down.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1SrX1f871I/AAAAAAAAAvE/_py4Vl-3EfY/s72-c/My_Sassy_Girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4991528697497460729</id><published>2010-01-17T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T18:30:39.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dude.'/><title type='text'>glee, (Y)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1LmDNzjYNI/AAAAAAAAAu8/SQ5UtsQF0I8/s1600-h/glee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1LmDNzjYNI/AAAAAAAAAu8/SQ5UtsQF0I8/s400/glee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427653443854754002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Y)(L)(Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends was ok? haha. nothing special. k wait. there was. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;saturday late afternoon headed to masjid sultan as usual where else. tskk.&lt;br /&gt;prayers. makan. that much of a fun.&lt;br /&gt;parents talking about marriage. ustaz talking about wanting to introduce people to me.&lt;br /&gt;uncle and aunt supporting the ustaz. wahh, BEST HABIS.&lt;br /&gt;met up with danny and nana for awhile. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, nothing much. stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;my head's in pain. and i think i'm gonna get a temperature soon.&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are red. and no, its not cause of lack of sleep. thankq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to watching glee. wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo dude, stop making my mummy cry man.&lt;br /&gt;piss off bitchsxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4991528697497460729?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4991528697497460729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4991528697497460729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4991528697497460729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4991528697497460729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/glee-y.html' title='glee, (Y)'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1LmDNzjYNI/AAAAAAAAAu8/SQ5UtsQF0I8/s72-c/glee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-2907800217241641147</id><published>2010-01-16T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T03:25:14.220+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth.'/><title type='text'>judge me, fuck you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1C81h9hRuI/AAAAAAAAAu0/OUdIZ7I_H2U/s1600-h/blind_side.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1C81h9hRuI/AAAAAAAAAu0/OUdIZ7I_H2U/s400/blind_side.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427045178816939746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000113/"&gt;" Leigh Anne Touhy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;" class="fine"&gt;from trailer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;] Find some time to figure out another bedroom for you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2466842/"&gt;Michael Oher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: This is mine?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000113/"&gt;Leigh Anne Touhy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: Yes sir.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2466842/"&gt;Michael Oher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: I never had one before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000113/"&gt;Leigh Anne Touhy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: What, a room to yourself?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2466842/"&gt;Michael Oher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: ...A bed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this movie is the fucking shit. i tell you. i teared almost half the time of the movie. its fucking inspirtational and its fucking nice and i'm damn fucking slow to watch it but what the fuck. it deserves a fucking oscar award. i'll never forget this movie, not for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with a friend at dhoby ghaut mrt. headed to plaza singapura to catch the side line. once again, this movie, is the fucking shit of all fucks. haha. omg. i'm becoming more vulgar. sorry. pms i think. so yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked to town. the whole round of town. then walked to raffles place.&lt;br /&gt;haha. its fun to walk. can get to know alot about the other person and stuff. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;bought prosperity meal and mac's. gahh. cravings done. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;sat at somewhere near esplanade and talked the whole night away.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for the day today, (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be off to kubor in the morning. then since i had no plans, DanBiskot and crew is coming to my void deck to meet up.&lt;br /&gt;AFTER SO LONG. like, 2 fucking years already. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i finally get to meet them later on. weee~&lt;br /&gt;i miss them like crazy ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;homeboysssss, i miss you guys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faritz and kyser, happy birthday yo (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm done. goodbye babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-2907800217241641147?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2907800217241641147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=2907800217241641147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2907800217241641147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2907800217241641147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/judge-me-fuck-you.html' title='judge me, fuck you.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S1C81h9hRuI/AAAAAAAAAu0/OUdIZ7I_H2U/s72-c/blind_side.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1145018621274255751</id><published>2010-01-15T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T03:11:22.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanilla twilight.'/><title type='text'>darkened skies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S09rK7LwVSI/AAAAAAAAAus/fdsDwro4lTI/s1600-h/tumblr_kw7odwnlNI1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S09rK7LwVSI/AAAAAAAAAus/fdsDwro4lTI/s400/tumblr_kw7odwnlNI1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426673911434597666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" time to reach out, time to be who i am.&lt;br /&gt;finally i believe dreams will unfold,&lt;br /&gt;its like being touched by an angel,&lt;br /&gt;a brand new beginning,&lt;br /&gt;its amazing,&lt;br /&gt;this is a moment i will remember.&lt;br /&gt;finally i can feel heaven on earth,&lt;br /&gt;its like being touched by an angel.&lt;br /&gt;my world is changing,&lt;br /&gt;i'm living out loud,&lt;br /&gt;feels like i've been touched by an angel above. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was home from morning till day. then headed off to town.&lt;br /&gt;then to masjid sultan for maghrib, tahlil, isyak.&lt;br /&gt;hajjah esah for dinner. then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i'll be meeting DB for a date :)&lt;br /&gt;update soon. take care babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1145018621274255751?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1145018621274255751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1145018621274255751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1145018621274255751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1145018621274255751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/darkened-skies.html' title='darkened skies.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S09rK7LwVSI/AAAAAAAAAus/fdsDwro4lTI/s72-c/tumblr_kw7odwnlNI1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-7418070223207661180</id><published>2010-01-14T02:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T02:48:05.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i don&apos;t know you.'/><title type='text'>missing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S04ToGZS_QI/AAAAAAAAAuk/hrCMeq6CEPw/s1600-h/tumblr_ksuy9ztYQM1qzr04eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S04ToGZS_QI/AAAAAAAAAuk/hrCMeq6CEPw/s400/tumblr_ksuy9ztYQM1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426296180660436226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running a very high temperature now. nothing that a good old shower in the cold can fix. pshht.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still under alot of medications. that sucks. this sucks. everything sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i should really change my means and ways of life.&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i start trying to live it to the fullest, every pain might actually go away. L.O.L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate how my family is turning into. but its nothing in my will power to save.&lt;br /&gt;god bless all of y'all. i might actually shift houses if i want too.&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm already "legal" for my age to move out. just not "legal" to buy a house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bestfriend. no, she's not far away. just a half and hour bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like we don't connect anymore like we used too. i don't know if she feels that way too.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss her. i miss talking crap and bullshit with her.&lt;br /&gt;i miss having stupid lomo conversations with her.&lt;br /&gt;i miss everything that we used to do together.&lt;br /&gt;like how i'll come by your place and we'll wrestle with each other.&lt;br /&gt;slap each other etcetc.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for her to come back. or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my baby, (:&lt;br /&gt;my baby makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;hoping to meet you soon and get that hug and kiss that i want (L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey, i hope you're doing fine.&lt;br /&gt;you're never forgotten ok. i love you, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care readers.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-7418070223207661180?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7418070223207661180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=7418070223207661180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7418070223207661180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7418070223207661180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/missing.html' title='missing.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S04ToGZS_QI/AAAAAAAAAuk/hrCMeq6CEPw/s72-c/tumblr_ksuy9ztYQM1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-5795206693312197069</id><published>2010-01-12T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:00:24.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maybe finally.'/><title type='text'>you had me at hello, (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S0wcpwxV6SI/AAAAAAAAAuc/2wizSb4HzSs/s1600-h/tumblr_kvyzphVGhR1qzr04eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S0wcpwxV6SI/AAAAAAAAAuc/2wizSb4HzSs/s400/tumblr_kvyzphVGhR1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425743154866678050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hello readers. haha. yesterday's trip to JP was (Y)&lt;br /&gt;thank you syukri, healme and hazwan for everything. haha.&lt;br /&gt;from telling me whats the difference between hotplate and claypot, to making me check three times, to stupid jokes and uncontrollable laughter. haha.&lt;br /&gt;west people aren't that bad after all huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to meet syuk and wan for lunch today at RP but i decided to give it a miss cause i'm still tired. due to the lacking of my much needed rest. omg. my systems screwed. i wonder how like that later if i continue back working. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting nazz later at tampines interchange then we'll be heading to school to catch NP against ITE. haha. i don't know which team to support cause both of them has friends that i know off. maybe NP cause my brother's in it. chey, besarkan blood nampak. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people make me happy, i happy.&lt;br /&gt;thats how the way life is honey, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-5795206693312197069?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5795206693312197069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=5795206693312197069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5795206693312197069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5795206693312197069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-had-me-at-hello.html' title='you had me at hello, (:'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S0wcpwxV6SI/AAAAAAAAAuc/2wizSb4HzSs/s72-c/tumblr_kvyzphVGhR1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3183837473135567755</id><published>2010-01-11T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T15:06:46.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed.'/><title type='text'>always.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S0rK3AMw2WI/AAAAAAAAAtw/aMsOacwAB6c/s1600-h/tumblr_kvdvxzQ8lk1qzcnljo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S0rK3AMw2WI/AAAAAAAAAtw/aMsOacwAB6c/s400/tumblr_kvdvxzQ8lk1qzcnljo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425371747416332642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;glee, (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, as stated in the previous post. a proper post today. so, where shall i begin?&lt;br /&gt;NYE and NY was spent well with WOLS and WJLA. break bonds, create bonds. you know, the works.&lt;br /&gt;i'm on my break now. but have been called a few times back to help out. theres always a disaster when i'm there. haha. be it a patient punch or get harassed in some way. what can i say? sick patients get sick minds too. its like a package for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last saturday, had dinner with WOLS and WJLA again. kampong glam cafe. made a fool out of ourselves infront of masjid sultan. you know, trying to live our childish moments whenever we can. and heyy, i guess someone is right, there is a childish kid in me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back home at around like what, 11 plus? thanks to WJLA people for playing with my name. now everytime when someone said D, i'll look at them. tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was family day. well, sort of like a family day. its always been us three. met the both of them at suntec after babysitting. walked around. i should start shopping soon. then off to bugis. and guess where we ate? kampong glam cafe, -.- ironic. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then, be hold, a group of ustaz together with my pakcik came. W.O.W.&lt;br /&gt;i guess my mom never gave me the brochure of them joining, i wasn't fully dressed " appropriately " thanks guys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home. jam. goodness gracious. i literally dropped down at this school and walked to jalan kayu bus stop. was supposed to meet a couple of friends for supper. but because of the jam and i was horribly late. i decided to give it a miss. wasted my taxi fare. but i got a free ride home. thanks bestfriend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, its three oh three pm. i'll be heading to JP later to make cake and meet some of WJLA. bodyguards. lol. i'm hungry. and as of now, its the 2nd stick. woohoo! progressing well. tomorrow i'll be heading back to school to watch NP against ITE. a promise is a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till tomorrow. take care readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp;honey, i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;no one can take that away from me.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, it hurts so much to love you,&lt;br /&gt;that i wish you have already fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-3183837473135567755?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3183837473135567755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=3183837473135567755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3183837473135567755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3183837473135567755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/always.html' title='always.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S0rK3AMw2WI/AAAAAAAAAtw/aMsOacwAB6c/s72-c/tumblr_kvdvxzQ8lk1qzcnljo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-627602489228684517</id><published>2010-01-10T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:32:52.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='use somebody.'/><title type='text'>the smile on your face.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S0meAabKS8I/AAAAAAAAAto/z9Q6cwxrFdM/s1600-h/22375_1246141726188_1608759794_590832_8365318_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S0meAabKS8I/AAAAAAAAAto/z9Q6cwxrFdM/s400/22375_1246141726188_1608759794_590832_8365318_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425040956074904514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what more can you ask when you have this people around to make your life a better one? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honey, i didn't forget you. its just hurts to think about you.&lt;br /&gt;i love you, boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back tomorrow with a proper post homies (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-627602489228684517?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/627602489228684517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=627602489228684517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/627602489228684517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/627602489228684517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2010/01/smile-on-your-face.html' title='the smile on your face.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/S0meAabKS8I/AAAAAAAAAto/z9Q6cwxrFdM/s72-c/22375_1246141726188_1608759794_590832_8365318_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3553329226892146115</id><published>2009-12-28T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:28:19.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its time to let go.'/><title type='text'>i think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SzhYOgLr5aI/AAAAAAAAAtg/FjbP-lFS94U/s1600-h/tumblr_kv73iuSaR61qzr04eo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SzhYOgLr5aI/AAAAAAAAAtg/FjbP-lFS94U/s400/tumblr_kv73iuSaR61qzr04eo1_400.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420179157720753570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to P (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eve of christmas was spent well with friends at the WJLA chalet. it was (Y)&lt;br /&gt;friday and the weekends was spent with family. happy, atleast i thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;sunday sucked. it was the most suckiest day of my whole 2009 i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;for now, i don't think i'll regard you as my father. maybe later on in the years when you finally decide to grow up and be a responsible husband. i'm sorry, you were my best dad, now, i don't know who the fuck you are anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are getting on the downturn for me in the last few days of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;first, it was family. then it was health. and now, my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i guess some issues can never be settled huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm giving up on some of the things that i wish it would be best for me. its time to let things go and to look forward for better things to come in life. it may not be now but it may come in the future. god knows. He's the one who created my book, i can be the one who edits it or just follow the way that its meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'll just sit back and think about how my life has been turning out this year.&lt;br /&gt;the people i've lost, the people i've gained and the people i think i'm going to lose.&lt;br /&gt;i might not update on new years eve. depends. and so;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy new year to everyone. may you have a blessful 2010 ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-3553329226892146115?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3553329226892146115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=3553329226892146115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3553329226892146115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3553329226892146115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think.html' title='i think.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SzhYOgLr5aI/AAAAAAAAAtg/FjbP-lFS94U/s72-c/tumblr_kv73iuSaR61qzr04eo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4915086387406898684</id><published>2009-12-22T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:00:54.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move along.'/><title type='text'>double the (Y)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SzCXbR9wMII/AAAAAAAAAtY/fZ3qzJ4gPqo/s1600-h/tumblr_kuwqduor9x1qzr04eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SzCXbR9wMII/AAAAAAAAAtY/fZ3qzJ4gPqo/s400/tumblr_kuwqduor9x1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417996846661382274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i didn't attend work cause i had fucking back pain and i kept vomiting. i don't know what i ate on sunday night or didn't eat till i had this stupid thing. but yeah. i'm k right now. i guess. haha. so anyways, met up with zr in the mornz. lepaked at my place and then afternoon headed off to training. poor kiddo. relaxed and got changed to meet bestest at inter. we walked around tampines one then headed to laguna at east coast by cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner with the bunch of friends was (Y) they seriously know how to make your day a happy one eventhough in life things just suck at all times. but seriously. yeah. headed back home via cab and i was like one stupid girl to cry infront of the whole gang. luckily they didn't notice except for bestest, annisa and park. pfft. i damn malu k. but whatever. i can never hide things. shetupidsz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was (Y) today. i didn't had problematic patients. made my day. and so did the staffs there. bestest, annisa and park picked me up. before that we had lunch together. haha. thanks guys. after work headed to tampines one topman with the girls. park headed back home. now, at bestest's place together with annisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear taslim, i hope you're well. i hope you're happy (:&lt;br /&gt;you know where to find me always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if i can get you by new years, its the best gift i can ask for. cause boy, you make me smile. even if you didn't do much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4915086387406898684?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4915086387406898684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4915086387406898684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4915086387406898684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4915086387406898684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/double-y.html' title='double the (Y)'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SzCXbR9wMII/AAAAAAAAAtY/fZ3qzJ4gPqo/s72-c/tumblr_kuwqduor9x1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-2066704690423797763</id><published>2009-12-20T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T21:43:27.054+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mtak.'/><title type='text'>(Y)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sy4lXoI-StI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/0aZ1zmev_PM/s1600-h/IMG_4316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sy4lXoI-StI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/0aZ1zmev_PM/s400/IMG_4316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417308489615559378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because you're always there for me when i needed you, (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saturday was fun. to annisa's place in the late afternoon. her moms cool yo. haha. so after that headed to bedok interchange. raining like anjing and kucing. met with syahiid. stupid arshavin jersey. pfft :D to pioneer. then back to bedok. bedok macs to eat. back home. headed to town to meet zr and homeboys. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night time at ally's. pops bought for me thosai. aww. thanks cik malik. camwhored. watched love actually. haha. i like that show so much. aww. that boy cute siols. haha. then talked and paint nails and took pictures more. slept in early. i don't know why i was so freaking tired. omg. slept like a baby after zr's text. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks bestest for your bed. but my back still hurts. so it didn't really matter. lol. woke up earlier than the host. had a nice shower. then i mingled with her lappy and she woke up. haha. breakfast with sisters. home thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel content today. cause i get to know things. i still have issues. it'll go soon. for now, i just want to lead a blur sotong life. take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-2066704690423797763?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2066704690423797763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=2066704690423797763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2066704690423797763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2066704690423797763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/y.html' title='(Y)'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sy4lXoI-StI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/0aZ1zmev_PM/s72-c/IMG_4316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-7497492325101661451</id><published>2009-12-14T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T21:57:27.477+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worst.'/><title type='text'>tired. really am.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SyZCGlGDizI/AAAAAAAAAtI/bpsSvLUPsOY/s1600-h/tumblr_kumokiwa7J1qzyw65o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SyZCGlGDizI/AAAAAAAAAtI/bpsSvLUPsOY/s400/tumblr_kumokiwa7J1qzyw65o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415088282763758386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;things are changing so fast now. really. one time, i'm good. another time, i'm not good. what is this? i'm supposed to be happy by now. but i'm not. this is not good. really not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;attachment has ended for most of them but for me, i still have eight more days to complete. hah. stupid chicken pox. but oh wells. fifty six has been a fun ward. from A side to B2. thanks alot for everything yeah guys. i learned alot. especially on reading ecg and chest tubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i'm back to fourty two. wahh. nice welcome back ah. haha. really. anyways, i told the sister there to accept me there permanently. rofl. funny la ok. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeboys lost to vietnam today. and i finally got to watch their match. a dream come true but hopes shattered. they were good, but not good enough. its ok. they can still win the bronze by beating laos. i'm sure they can still bring back home a medal. too bad some players aren't gonna play next year cause of over age. but whatever it is, best experience for all. happy for them still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bronze ok homeboys?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and don't get me started on liverpool's match.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not good now. take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-7497492325101661451?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7497492325101661451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=7497492325101661451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7497492325101661451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7497492325101661451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/tired-really-am.html' title='tired. really am.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SyZCGlGDizI/AAAAAAAAAtI/bpsSvLUPsOY/s72-c/tumblr_kumokiwa7J1qzyw65o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-7494515785800425249</id><published>2009-12-12T14:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T16:24:27.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bestest .'/><title type='text'>yellow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SyM0f7DgBvI/AAAAAAAAAtA/-yuXZ8tcw7E/s400/IMG_4058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414228900062430962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- " Common denominator. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai baby. I'm blogging for you again. :] Heh, heh. I'm bored and yez, I know I'm not texting you, but don't be sad. I'll see you on Wednesday ~ Haha. Are we even meeting on that day ?! ( Asal bols je Alysha! HAHA. ) Kk. iLuvu * hug, hug, kiss, kiss. Best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-7494515785800425249?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7494515785800425249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=7494515785800425249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7494515785800425249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7494515785800425249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/yellow.html' title='yellow.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SyM0f7DgBvI/AAAAAAAAAtA/-yuXZ8tcw7E/s72-c/IMG_4058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8359672556115689729</id><published>2009-12-10T18:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:11:14.565+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='still.'/><title type='text'>life as it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SyDPKtw03pI/AAAAAAAAAs4/HkY8rxeriME/s1600-h/tumblr_kuad1zfk3h1qa6o7ao1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SyDPKtw03pI/AAAAAAAAAs4/HkY8rxeriME/s400/tumblr_kuad1zfk3h1qa6o7ao1_500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413554535089364626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at bestfriend's place now (: gonna watch guy bestfriend on tv later if he's playing. of course not only him alone. haha. the other boys too.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; go team singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uh, to that someone, i'm sorry ok i rejected you. i'm just not ready to be in a relationship now. i haven't gotten past the things yet. and i sincerly hope that you understand. its not that i don't want you anymore in my life. its just because things can't seem to be the way its supposed to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;"i spent my time just thinkin thinkin thinkin about you. every single day yes i'm really missing missing you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" class="songLine" &gt;and all those things we use to use to use to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="songLine highlighted"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;. hey boy, what's up, it use to be just me and you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;you know who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are. i'm still. fuck yeah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8359672556115689729?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8359672556115689729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8359672556115689729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8359672556115689729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8359672556115689729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/life-as-it-is.html' title='life as it is.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SyDPKtw03pI/AAAAAAAAAs4/HkY8rxeriME/s72-c/tumblr_kuad1zfk3h1qa6o7ao1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-437880639844371868</id><published>2009-12-06T22:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T14:12:16.618+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supposedly 19th (:'/><title type='text'>out with starshine, ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SxvIErmnXfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/MK4NgBln2xA/s1600-h/16634_1224575987058_1608759794_545116_1327086_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SxvIErmnXfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/MK4NgBln2xA/s400/16634_1224575987058_1608759794_545116_1327086_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412139359965502962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" my baby, my sister, my lover, my gf, my everything, my BESTfriend &lt;/span&gt;♥ "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;today, i had loads of fun hanging out with that bitch up there. haha. people are ditching me for overseas. omgomgomg. haha. so lets see, me and bestfriend met at eleven. then we went to vivo. bought tickets to new moon. haha. walked around abit and then sat for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;i rate it, 6/10. not as bad as twilight. but not so bad as other critics say. its not that boring. please. but so much different from the book.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ps; taslim, lets watch it together soon. another round for me. this time with you. kk? (:&lt;/span&gt; i cried during the movie. pathethic -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we ran to the toilet. haha. it was so damn funny i tell you. bestfriend couldn't hold her pee and she was in pain. so we ran to the toilet. everyone was like staring please. omgomgomg. haha. but we had fun. thats called life experiences. right bestfriend? haha. so, after that, bought food from LJS and had heart to heart talk on the roof. camwhored. chill. then went to newurbanmale, zara, topshop, forever 21, adidas, river island, quicksilver in search of ____________. haha. left around five plus. yeapp. while walking to the green line, OHMYGOD. there was this herd of inds. HAHA. SUPER LIKE OHMYGOD UH. me and bestfriend was like laughing so damn hard siak. haha. seriously. bertempek kau. haha. 2 herds of inds. tskktskk. haha. bestfriend was like so __(insert word here)__ when she sat beside KVSB. haha. never seen her so gay. but KVSB cannot beat CBNF ((: haha. went to cotton on. then headed back home around six plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i thought i saw _______, but actually wrong person. omg. my heart was beating so fast. maybe cause i'm still afraid of you. afraid i might fall off the same cliff twice.&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUY BESTFRIEND IS ALL AROUND THE WORLD. OHEMMGEE.  from newspaper to tv to radio. bitchass. haha. ditched me for laos and now he's super famous. mygod. he's gonna get it from me when he returns. haha. he knows that. don't you? heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off now. take care loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ps; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to whom it may concern,&lt;/span&gt; i still ♥ you. fuck it. and happy belated "19th month".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-437880639844371868?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/437880639844371868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=437880639844371868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/437880639844371868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/437880639844371868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/out-with-starshine.html' title='out with starshine, ♥'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SxvIErmnXfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/MK4NgBln2xA/s72-c/16634_1224575987058_1608759794_545116_1327086_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8356771143155675640</id><published>2009-12-05T13:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T14:38:16.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its starshine.'/><title type='text'>hi sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn_vl_uYXI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZFS8KzWQDAs/s1600-h/1234.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn_vl_uYXI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZFS8KzWQDAs/s400/1234.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411637620380688754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diyana asked me t post, so here I am posting. Heh, heh. You owe me princess treatment tomorrow. Yez, I'll be going out with her tomorrow. New Moon, eyh, eyh, eyh ? Haha. And shop perhaps, eyh, eyh, eyh ? And you shall spam my camera as usual. Ok, honestly, Idk what t blog about. iLuvu. Bestfwen4eva. Haha. Ee. Disgusting sia. Luvu. xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8356771143155675640?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8356771143155675640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8356771143155675640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8356771143155675640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8356771143155675640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/12/starshine.html' title='hi sunshine.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn_vl_uYXI/AAAAAAAAAso/ZFS8KzWQDAs/s72-c/1234.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1177340287671674044</id><published>2009-11-16T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T00:36:45.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='can i still count the days?'/><title type='text'>sometimes goodbye's a second chance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SwAsYVA3f2I/AAAAAAAAAr4/95ZPUEq16jQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kslbvbfBTR1qzr7ibo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SwAsYVA3f2I/AAAAAAAAAr4/95ZPUEq16jQ/s400/tumblr_kslbvbfBTR1qzr7ibo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404368349313859426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, so many of you have noticed. singapore lost. AT HOME GROUND. pathethic. but they did well in second half i heard. but still, win against thailand on their home ground with 3 goals and without even letting the opponent score? impossible. unless raddy thinks of a brilliant plan, 50-50 chance they'll make it through. oh wells. a nation can dream big can't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, many of you or some of you might have noticed that, england lost to brazil by a goal. haha. i didn't catch the match at all. but i heard crouch did good. and so did rooney. oh wells. i don't root for international friendlies. liverpool is sucking big time right now and i agree with alot of people that rafa should be sacked cause he doesn't even know what the hell he is doing. selling off xabi? now he's thinking of selling of benayoum? siow ah? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKE. so, the moral of the story for today was that.&lt;br /&gt;taslim called me. estatic really. but the conversation lasted no more than the time i expected. it was nice talking to him. cried here and there. well, what to do. haha. you can't possibly have a strong me now. i'm still very vulnerable. but seriously, i don't think he cares. haha! -.-&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying very hard to get over you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like real diyana. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fuck off&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; don't kid yourself. you bloody well know you can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestest, i'll talk about you tomorrow. promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1177340287671674044?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1177340287671674044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1177340287671674044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1177340287671674044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1177340287671674044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-goodbyes-second-chance.html' title='sometimes goodbye&apos;s a second chance.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SwAsYVA3f2I/AAAAAAAAAr4/95ZPUEq16jQ/s72-c/tumblr_kslbvbfBTR1qzr7ibo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-9101066785896005489</id><published>2009-11-14T23:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:54:31.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving on.'/><title type='text'>so where should i go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sv7QMxBu2-I/AAAAAAAAArw/uK-EOBaKhSg/s1600-h/tumblr_kt1140xtaw1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sv7QMxBu2-I/AAAAAAAAArw/uK-EOBaKhSg/s400/tumblr_kt1140xtaw1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403985520628784098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for all of you readers out there, i'm not gonna tell you how my life story has been this couple of weeks. its supposed to be a secret (: only people who are in it can know it.&lt;br /&gt;to sum things up;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;KK attachment posting has been wonderful. working with the toddlers and babies are a joy. i couldn't ask for anything more than blessings from allah to work with this kids. they're sick and they still can put a smile on my face. wonders of having a child. it brings good to people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm now back in ward 42 and i've missed it. the staff here never changes. haha. its nice working with them really. am thinking about continuing there after i graduate. or maybe 64. i don't know (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;life's been a blessing. but it has hells in between. thats all i can say.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i'll like to thank, the people around me for being there for me when i needed cheering up. special thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alysha, kimberly, sheeqeen, saiful &amp;amp; the rest, shahfiq, kel, ziq, naz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the support and saying stupid stuff to make me feel happy. thanks yo! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;to you, love of all time.&lt;br /&gt;you want me to be human, well watch me. you asked me to move on, so where do i go?&lt;br /&gt;its been hard for the both of us this 2 weeks. but you know we aint giving up. i've got your back and you still have mine. you want me to move on? you got it. i finally am. thank god.&lt;br /&gt;yes, people may tell you i'm fine, doing great, laughing around this and that.&lt;br /&gt;but deep down, deep in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gut&lt;/span&gt;, i still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;and i know, you do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;this break comes a great timing for us, cause we gotta focus on our attachment. its much more important. i don't want a arguement to break out for now. lets see where fate brings us after attachement. if we're meant to be, we're meant to be. look how strong i've grown this past two weeks. you showed me that, and i'm thankful for it.&lt;br /&gt;you've always been my fucking best. and you'll &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt; be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love you still, boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;to you,&lt;br /&gt;thank you for that two long hours of phonecall. i appreciate you trying to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;you brighten up my day even if it wasn't your job.&lt;br /&gt;thank you bestfriend (:&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad to have you in my life back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;ALYSHA MALIK, YOU KNOW WHAT YOU OWE ME.&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GF :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ROSLIS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ROSLIS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/ROSLIS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-9101066785896005489?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9101066785896005489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=9101066785896005489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/9101066785896005489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/9101066785896005489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-where-should-i-go.html' title='so where should i go?'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sv7QMxBu2-I/AAAAAAAAArw/uK-EOBaKhSg/s72-c/tumblr_kt1140xtaw1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-2368147577221585270</id><published>2009-11-10T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:39:45.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ally .'/><title type='text'>231.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u144/alysha_046/tumblr_ksintaPuKU1qzuhd2o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- " Having hope, faith and believe is very much sexy, Nur Diyaha Syahirah. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sexy for now, best friend. Though you're very much sexy already, be sexier. Uhhuh. Anyways, NDS will be blogging a proper update on Saturday ( maybe ). So wait till then. Other than that, iLuvu like stars in th sky best friend. xoxo you know you luv me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-2368147577221585270?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2368147577221585270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=2368147577221585270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2368147577221585270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2368147577221585270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/11/231.html' title='231.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3015853775931941906</id><published>2009-10-26T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:30:17.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='540 days.'/><title type='text'>devils back to hell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SuR7qL2vcTI/AAAAAAAAArg/nSu_siHSmvc/s1600-h/Liverpool_FC_by_josephLee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SuR7qL2vcTI/AAAAAAAAArg/nSu_siHSmvc/s400/Liverpool_FC_by_josephLee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396574218163810610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my weeks back in attachment was so-so. i'm not having fun. stressing my arse out in alot of areas. bestest has been a big help in supporting me and giving me the encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;liverpool won, take that you filthy manchester united fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says we can't win against the red devils? haha.&lt;br /&gt;we didn't just win, we sent them back to hell :D&lt;br /&gt;now, i can sleep peacefully. weee ~&lt;br /&gt;today, we're going to KK. babies and toddlers here i come. loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-3015853775931941906?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3015853775931941906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=3015853775931941906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3015853775931941906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3015853775931941906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/devils-back-to-hell.html' title='devils back to hell.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SuR7qL2vcTI/AAAAAAAAArg/nSu_siHSmvc/s72-c/Liverpool_FC_by_josephLee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1889591465949708538</id><published>2009-10-11T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T02:11:36.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='525 days'/><title type='text'>its queen :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/StC5uvsQ2yI/AAAAAAAAArY/q3b6eClgjUo/s1600-h/tumblr_kra502vSEy1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/StC5uvsQ2yI/AAAAAAAAArY/q3b6eClgjUo/s400/tumblr_kra502vSEy1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391012966689725218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first things first. thanks ally bestest for posting a happy post on my blog. haha. and i've deleted the previous post. just to make myself happy. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke. so, from now on. i'll be showing two posts instead of just one. i'm gonna make my posts short and sweet from now on. cause as you know, tomorrow's monday and it means, attachment time. haha. so i won't be able to update much. yeah. what more, my saturdays are gonna get burned with replacements. grr. (i shouldn't complain. but i am. cause it just sucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a shoutout to bestest, ray, ful &amp;amp; may. thanks for being there for me through that difficult moment. and thanks for cheering me up and keeping me strong. i owe you guys big time. especially bestest and ray. for helping me out so much. you guys are the greatest friends i could ask for (Y)&lt;br /&gt;to qin, i hope things will turn out right for you. the way i wanted it to be from long time ago. and thanks for helping me stay strong too.&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting, kimberly ann, for your harsh words and reality. i miss you loads kim.&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting, i got my old friend back. i'm happy to know he has forgiven me. start afresh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;now, to bf. things need some rebuilding. but we always make it through this kind of things right? lets keep each other strong. lets keep doing whats right for the both of us. nomore nonsense from you please. i'm really tired. and you know you don't want nonsense from me either. so, lets just start afresh. takes things more on a positive stride this time round. cause baby, i'm throwing myself into an ocean with still an amount of energy and strength to keep floating to keep myself alive. don't drain out that energy away from me. cause i'll drown and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1889591465949708538?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1889591465949708538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1889591465949708538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1889591465949708538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1889591465949708538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-queen.html' title='its queen :)'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/StC5uvsQ2yI/AAAAAAAAArY/q3b6eClgjUo/s72-c/tumblr_kra502vSEy1qzb7gjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3383225156834746003</id><published>2009-10-10T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:52:21.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='524 days.'/><title type='text'>its princess. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/StB-9bCccEI/AAAAAAAAArQ/iiXOwWBAJCg/s400/bestest+best.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390948347657613378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopsie. I'm invading your space. Nyeheh, heh. (Breaks) Wei, you're suppose t be happy fool. Shake it off yo. Stop feeling depress. Not cool. Its not th end of th world you know ? Ahye. And you said you'll text me. Well, you haven't. What's this ? Huh, huh, huh ? I am most certainly not happy. Psht! (Break) My EOYs are ending soon. Next Friday. BUT, damn it. You've got t work right after. Again, what is this ? Not happy! You're suppose t shop with me. New wardrobe shopping, from head accessories t footwear. Ish! Why is it always like that ? Forever abandoning me. :( Anywhats, I'm bored. This explains everything. Haha. Luvu best. I know you love me too, but more. Uh, duh right ? Heh, heh. Sayang-sayang, peluk-peluk. Mwah. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-3383225156834746003?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3383225156834746003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=3383225156834746003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3383225156834746003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3383225156834746003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-princess.html' title='its princess. :)'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/StB-9bCccEI/AAAAAAAAArQ/iiXOwWBAJCg/s72-c/bestest+best.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4605959050570851641</id><published>2009-10-09T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T02:56:26.312+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='523 days'/><title type='text'>maths and bio.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(this was posted at 0044 hours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;" i'd sing to you just one more time,&lt;br /&gt;a song for a heart so big,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;god wouldn't let live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;may angels lead you in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;hear you me my friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;on sleepless roads the sleepless go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;may angels lead you in. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so how i spent my day yesterday? i helped out princess with her maths and bio. haha. oke. actually didn't help la. i did most of the kacau-ing. we bitched about this and about that. typically we go out kinda thing. haha. plan about what happens if i died and all sorts of nonsense. rofl. she's (Y).&lt;br /&gt;where in the world would i be without her irritatingness to the maxi? talk like she's some blonde yang sesat dalam singapore. haha. and where else can i just find someone to roam around T1 aimlessly with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you bitch :D&lt;br /&gt;(Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps; i really hope i get to go this saturday. its my last day before i have to work for 8 saturdays in a row.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;bf, pretty please? let me enjoy that last saturday with fun &amp;amp; laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(this was posted at 0246 hours)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN'T FIND THE APPROPRIATE PICTURE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Holly, I don't have much time. I don't mean literally, I mean you're out buying ice cream and you'll be home soon. But I have a feeling this is the last letter, because there is only one thing left to tell you. It isn't to go down memory lane or make you buy a lamp, you can take care of yourself without any help from me. It's to tell you how much you move me, how you changed me. You made me a man, by loving me Holly. And for that, I am eternally grateful... literally. If you can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you're sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you'll try to see yourself through my eyes. Thank you for the honor of being my wife. I'm a man with no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my life, Holly. But I'm just one chapter in yours. There'll be more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don't be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know it ends. P.S. I will always love you. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this the kncbcbkn or whuttt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4605959050570851641?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4605959050570851641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4605959050570851641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4605959050570851641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4605959050570851641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/maths-and-bio.html' title='maths and bio.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-991808523348315091</id><published>2009-10-05T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:39:24.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='519 days'/><title type='text'>raya tak kaya part two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Ssm1Lyi343I/AAAAAAAAArA/pL_Qd2EkgxE/s1600-h/beel+one..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Ssm1Lyi343I/AAAAAAAAArA/pL_Qd2EkgxE/s200/beel+one..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389037643276739442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Ssm1LWOdeNI/AAAAAAAAAq4/22TKzlOc-rs/s1600-h/hilmi+two..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Ssm1LWOdeNI/AAAAAAAAAq4/22TKzlOc-rs/s200/hilmi+two..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389037635674929362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on the picture to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;enlarge.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of you must be wondering why i put two pictures right? if you don't, well, suck it up. haha. the first picture on the left, theres missing one person. on the right, the missing person is in, but another person is missing. so thats why. haha. ok, whatever eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, where shall i begin?&lt;br /&gt;so, we jalan raya on friday right. here's the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i met bf at 1130am under my block. supposedly we were supposed to meet at 11am. but we know them so we met later. but still, we're early? haha. so we sat at the dorm near the meeting place. sempat tengok aavatar on bf's hp. then saiful and khairiah came. walked to 401 sitting place where almost all was there. bukannye nak bilang siang-siang tau dorang kat situ. pfft. so, yeah. who was there eh?&lt;br /&gt;according to alphabetical order. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alip, amanda, balminas, faris, hilmi, khairiah, maz(if i'm not mistaken this is her name), nabeel, razmeer, ruzaini, safwan, saiful, sheeqeen, syahrir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yeap. i got it all. haha. first house we headed to was fehrin's. the house is so nice. really. so cosy. but dark. but nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;next house was mine. all so bagus sekali go and travel all the way to my serangoon home. haha. and since they were all hungry, i cooked for them nasi goreng. in my baju kurung. I KNOW RIGHT. i also another gundu never go and change. malas ah. haha! so i had a few helpers. thanks guys :)&lt;br /&gt;the rest were all either watching tv or monkeying around. you know lah. them -.-"&lt;br /&gt;haha. then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shahmir and wan&lt;/span&gt;, our two guest of honours arrived at my place. kesian dorang lost in hougang skejap. hahaha. so yeah, they spent an awfully long time at my place. cause i cooked from scratch. since they had entertainment, they're not bothered by it that much. haha. then, we headed to kolong block, to take this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Ssm5FAwdADI/AAAAAAAAArI/fjeuaY5SRCs/s1600-h/whites+one..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Ssm5FAwdADI/AAAAAAAAArI/fjeuaY5SRCs/s200/whites+one..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389041924879220786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember who said it but someone said;&lt;br /&gt;me and bf are the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;alip, fehrin, wan, faris &amp;amp; khairiah are kids that follow my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;skin colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;while shahmir and beel follow taslim's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;skin colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so racisim. haha! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then off we went to beel's house. nice place once again. the chocolate cake was damn nice. i like. but semua hilang dengan sekelip mate lepas top-up. haha. kate sedap pe. betol tak? lol. watched mrs doubtfire on hbo. faris played always from bon jon jovi on the piano on repeat. what else? beel showed me and taslim this girl that he liked. took pictures. and i guess thats it at beel's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;next was hilmi's. small cosy home. haha. everyone was hungry and nasib hilmi's parents cooked. it was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;then when it comes to maghrib. semua macam nak tanak sembahyang. tengok ah dorang. haha. ade amek air wudhuk tapi tak solat. entah boleh solat ke tak. lol. took more pictures. then thats it at hilmi's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;next was faris house. at pasir ris. we had to walk from hilmi's block to afghan bus stop then naik bus. terserempak with bob and haikhal and his friends. bus-ed to faris place. THE FOOD THERE WAS GOOD! haha. i had so many rounds. DAMN GOOD! i like. very nice. seriously. they had sing-a-long sessions at faris place. haha. so lively. pictures and we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they played bunga api under faris void deck. but i was a little bit crancky. sorry guys if i put up a stinky face. i was tired by then. so yeah. but i managed to perk up. lepas kene lecture. mane tak lagi. hahaha. so, we bus-ed to balminas place. ade parrot. tapi ni parrot takle cakap assalamualaikum like feeda's. lol. then ade kucing. kucing dier cuteee! dah tu gemok. haha. shahmir ngan khairiah takot dengan kucing. rofl. i don't know why i said it. i know information tak perlu langsong. hahaha! off we left to the final place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;last house was bf's house. amanda dah pancit. hilmi naik motor, duit raya semua terbang. haha. everybody's face was tired already uh. talked to his mum for abit. then we laughed at jokes this and that. headed to bawah block to chill abit and play more bunga api. haha. then off we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;thats it for friday :)&lt;br /&gt;saturday, i headed to this birthday party at tampines. kak azlina's son, irhan turns one year old. and they had a small birthday celebration. irhan so cuteee. i got the photo in my phone. but i'm lazy to upload. haha! that baby boy, is so adorable but has a tantrum that kills. lol. and his four year old brother, isaac, never fails to make me laugh. weee. oh, i saw dhoom on vasantham. haha. again, info tak perlu. so after that, mum, dad and myself went to pick up brother from fadly's house. then off we went to nenek's at choa chu kang. dad needs to collect some documentation. then headed to uncle's place at meiling street, around commenwealth area. sat there for awhile cause someone came and my family members are not close with them. so we left for my aunts place at pasir ris terrace. yupp. and back home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, didn't do much. mum's friend came. then thats it.&lt;br /&gt;btw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 15TH MONTHSARY BF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, home all day. bf's at class chalet. haha. bet he's enjoying himself right now. i watched hannah montana the movie. I KNOW RIGHT. lol. nothing better to do anyways.&lt;br /&gt;so, i guess thats it? i wanna go watch naruto noww. haha. its been some time since i last watched. still stuck at episod 26 sia. pffft. till then.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;" i have no need for the past, i thought, like a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;but i did not consider, that the past might have a need for me. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- via (&lt;a href="http://loveyourchaos.tumblr.com"&gt;loveyourchaos.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-991808523348315091?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/991808523348315091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=991808523348315091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/991808523348315091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/991808523348315091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/raya-tak-kaya-part-two.html' title='raya tak kaya part two.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Ssm1Lyi343I/AAAAAAAAArA/pL_Qd2EkgxE/s72-c/beel+one..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6788132698662685576</id><published>2009-10-01T19:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:35:07.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='515 days'/><title type='text'>raya pun tak kaya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SsSO_Na_bMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WtpbdKy2huY/s1600-h/feeda%27s+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SsSO_Na_bMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WtpbdKy2huY/s400/feeda%27s+house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387588270827728066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. tsupp. haha. so, i went beraya with them above. had a geat time laughing. thanks guys :)&lt;br /&gt;especially at helmi's house. damn hillarious. haha.&lt;br /&gt;as you can see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;couple number one: lokman and mira.&lt;br /&gt;couple number two: jastina ayu and hakim.&lt;br /&gt;couple number three: helmi and liyana.&lt;br /&gt;couple number four: fatin and reza.&lt;br /&gt;couple number five: feeda and haikal.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lastly,&lt;br /&gt;couple number six: me &amp;amp; taslim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. and those three infronts, are the single men, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rio agus, wafir abqari and is.&lt;/span&gt; haha. " all the single ladies, all the single ladies, all the single ladies, all the single ladies, put your hands up! " haha. aku tau, aku merepek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, first house was to wafir's. we bedal nuggets. haha. habis kau satu big bowl tu. then after that to rio's house. watched wujud tiga. haha. i don't know la. i find that kind of movie merepek. saw his baby sisterrr. i think. haha. so cute. so nice. smells wonderful :D&lt;br /&gt;after that, headed to lokman's house. uh huh. they keep kacauing the furniture with is and the i don't know what with what. but funny lah. haha. then headed to feeda's house. the parrot knows how to say assalamualaikum. so cool or whut. rofl. then feeda and haikal left us. we headed to bedok. LONG RIDE I TELL YOU. haha. headed over to muhaimin's place. was surprised to see suhana there. i couldn't keep my mouth shut. just ask ayu. haha. terngangah macam gitu. aku rase, hundred flies could have fit in there. rofl. but, suhana cooks good food :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then off we took a cab down to jastina ayu's place. nice house. i really liked her house. haha. ate more food. she has nice parents too :)&lt;br /&gt;then bus-ed to helmi's place. last house. haha. ate more food. ohemgee. haha. i felt really bloated but i still manage to force more food in. oh wells. once in awhile i'll gain a few pounds, then shed before it even reached a day. haha. hmm, left the place around 1120 gitu then walked to angmokio interchange. bus-ed back to serangoon home cause my legs were killing me and i cannot tahan anymore. mat came to pick bf up at hougang interchange and i reached back tampines home a few minutes after he did. talked to him otf for awhile and thats that. i was dead tired. but the day was (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i didn't do much except for chores and resting my tired feet still. it still aches here and there. but it'll all be pumped up again for tomorrow. that is if i'm going.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRESS.STRESS.STRESS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i'm done here. till more updates :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! i got my results, was a little dissapointed. but it's still abov&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e 3. bf got straight A's. am proud of him. see, clever boy. haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. thats it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;" and maybe you don't go to hell for the things you do,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you go to hell for the things you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; do. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;via (&lt;a href="http://recklessabandonment.tumblr.com"&gt;recklessabandonment&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;a href="http://recklessabandonment.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6788132698662685576?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6788132698662685576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6788132698662685576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6788132698662685576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6788132698662685576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/10/raya-pun-tak-kaya.html' title='raya pun tak kaya.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SsSO_Na_bMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/WtpbdKy2huY/s72-c/feeda%27s+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8297854132146727332</id><published>2009-09-26T20:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:32:03.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='510 days'/><title type='text'>finally huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sr4LnSq3OaI/AAAAAAAAAqY/dVVq7htFoCE/s1600-h/tumblr_kqianyqLp41qzb7gjo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sr4LnSq3OaI/AAAAAAAAAqY/dVVq7htFoCE/s400/tumblr_kqianyqLp41qzb7gjo1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385754974036113826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via (&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;amp;postID=8297854132146727332"&gt;loveyourchaos.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsupp. yeahyeah i know. its been a long time huh? haha! well, to get things right first,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHOEVER WHO IS HERE TO VIEW MY RAYA PICTURES,&lt;br /&gt;I'M SORRY. I HAVEN'T GOT IT YET. SO IF THATS WHY YOU'RE HERE,&lt;br /&gt;YOU MIGHT AS WELL LEAVE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oke. so, here's what happen from 1st day of raya till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1st day raya. went off to kubur first. then headed to atok's place. sat there for quite awhile then visited granny. this is all father's side. then after that, headed off to atok on my mother's side. yeah. last to reach. for once! haha. if not its always my family who reaches first. this year raya was so blah to me. like, no kick? haha. err, the only time, where we really got together and bonded was when we watched the manchester united against manchester city. thats when we like really bonded and stuff, kalau tak, you're there, i'm here, she's there, he's there kinda thing. get what i mean? we took photos. for the first time as one big family. but the photos aren't with me. its with my uncle and auntie. and my cousins haven't uploaded it yet. so, i'm totally sorry about the delay. i've seen most of you guys nye raya photos. all so pretty, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2nd day raya. we wanted to go to kubur again. but in the end my dad woked up late and so we didn't. did some cleaning and prepared the kuih's and stuff. then in the afternoon gitu we went to my nenek's on my dad side at taman jurong. damn hungry so me and my brother bedal the food like nobody's business. haha. stayed there till about 5 plus. then headed off to pasir ris to my arwah ustaz house. sat there. learned how to calculate this and that. and now, i know how to calculate malam lailatul qadar already. this year tak dapat. last year i did get. and it was awesome. so bright. so peaceful. hopefully, next year dapat lagi. and did you know, we puasa short of one day this year? (:&lt;br /&gt;so after eating her damn delicious kacang pool and spaggeti masak black pepper. we headed off to my aunts place around pasir ris area also. yeah. chit chatted for awhile then off we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;other days, well, celebrated my 18th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;bf, ally, sakinah, kimberly, aishah, ram, jastina ayu, hakim, atyqa hanafie, riyana, daphne, amira amran, natria, fitri sss, rose farina, renuka, aziza, saiful, razmeer, syahrir, minyi, arinah, zulaikha, taufiq, syahir, stepherene, khairunnisa harun, jesslyn, kerrie, meichin, syazwan, shahfiq, taufiq, ismah, lenny, nurul jannah, faridah nisha, wafir, sheeqeen, michelle, fate aten, hazmi aris, feeda &amp;amp; haikal, johnson, dania, ramzan, amm, ez, azmi haris, aida, meichin, nuratikah suhaimi, shiva, emmeric, khyla, xiu hui, fiza, hid, alif, lupita, faezah, shida, syirain, mum, dad, brother, khat &amp;amp; jello.&lt;br /&gt;did i miss out anyone? if i did, let me know. dah tuer, so tak ingat sangat. this is to my best recollection. haha!&lt;br /&gt;but anyways,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; thanks for those who stayed up till midnight just to wish me. and thanks to those who remembered to wish me. i appreciate it alot. may god bless all of you. amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and also, thanks to alysha insyirah bte abdul malik and bf for the day. i'm still waiting for photos from you uh ally! (:&lt;br /&gt;and also thanks to siti aishah bte rusli for accompanying me today to buy baju kurung. haha. and thanks four play for the bag &amp;amp; card &amp;amp; present. i love all of you. and i'm damn sorry about thursday. especially to ramram. i know you're mad. i'll text you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;so i guess that is it? not bad uh. not that long also. haha. i've been meaning to check my another sim card, to see if anyone wished me happy birthday. but till today to no avail. didn't have the time. if there is, the next post i'll thank you personally again oke? haha. err, i guess thats it. yeah. arsenal against liverpool. ohh, confirm damn gerek. bf's out to his uncle's place with family. nobody has yet to come to my house. relief much. cause i've already lost my raya mood.&lt;br /&gt;monday and wednesday i'll be out for jalan raya. so don't come to my house on this two days. cause i won't be home (:&lt;br /&gt;hmm, let me see, what else? err, oh! here are belated wishes for the september babies. maybe i've wished you through facebook or message but what the heck. for fun and joy and laughter aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22nd&lt;/span&gt; birthday to munirah salin. (3 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17th &lt;/span&gt;birthday to farah aqilah. (5 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19th&lt;/span&gt; birthday rahayu. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23rd&lt;/span&gt; birthday yasmin syazana. (7 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday amanda. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt; birthday nafis. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;65th&lt;/span&gt; birthday nenek. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday wafir. (9 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25th&lt;/span&gt; birthday kak aminah. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17th&lt;/span&gt; birthday hafiz year one and twin, alif. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17th&lt;/span&gt; birthday fatemah al-mahirah. (10 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th/19th i lupa lah&lt;/span&gt; birthday atyqa hanafie. (12 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; lupita witono. (13 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45th&lt;/span&gt; birthday to dad &amp;amp; obek wawa. not identical twins. but twins. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday to dee. (14 september)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday babylove. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday hanah ayob. (16 september)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday to muhaimin. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday to jastina ayu. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; birthday to fazlin. (18 september)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31st&lt;/span&gt; birthday mr liew. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th i guess&lt;/span&gt; birthday lenny liyana. (19 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday kerrie tong. (20 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17th &lt;/span&gt;birthday to dania.  happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt; birthday to buvi. (21 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17th&lt;/span&gt; birthday syazwan. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20th&lt;/span&gt; birthday khat. (22 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17th&lt;/span&gt; birthday ismah fatin. (23 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15th &lt;/span&gt;birthday ayuni. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday serene. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday mahmod. (26 september)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soon to come;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th&lt;/span&gt; birthday aida. happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18th&lt;/span&gt; birthday nazreen. (27 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16th&lt;/span&gt; birthday suhaidah. (28 september)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;oke. i guess i'm done. haha! (:&lt;br /&gt;fo real yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" i guess now all i ever needed was stability. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- loveyourchaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8297854132146727332?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8297854132146727332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8297854132146727332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8297854132146727332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8297854132146727332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-huh.html' title='finally huh?'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sr4LnSq3OaI/AAAAAAAAAqY/dVVq7htFoCE/s72-c/tumblr_kqianyqLp41qzb7gjo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-2721429178634733400</id><published>2009-09-20T02:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T03:16:39.593+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='504 days'/><title type='text'>selamat hari raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrUpjeplNgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/UMLIzUMbLzc/s1600-h/selamat_hari_raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrUpjeplNgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/UMLIzUMbLzc/s400/selamat_hari_raya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383254619090925058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;via (&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.do"&gt;photoelectrik.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsupp. alright. its already pagi raya. weee ~ and i'm not yet asleep. know why? cause i can't seem too. i shouldn't have taken a power nap in the afternoon just now. but oh wells. whats done is done. haha. merepek siak diyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what did i do so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;did the dining table.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;iron the hari raya baju(s) of family members.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;helped mum with the cooking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watch mat motor edisi srikandi finale. damn sad i tell you.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched sinar lebaran.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched arsenal against wigan. they won 4-0.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched liverpool against west ham. they won 3-2.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;played typing maniac. walauwei. i can't seem to reach 300 plus. pfft.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;thats what i did. haha. now, i wanna try and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i'm content that i managed to talk to bf today.&lt;br /&gt;even if its just a short while, its good enough to last me thorugh the morning, literally.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, before i go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" katak kenyang lalu tertidur,&lt;br /&gt;gajah pitam lantas terjatuh,&lt;br /&gt;andai tak sampai tangan menghulur,&lt;br /&gt;ku pohon keampunan dari jauh. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nur diyana syahirah bte rosli&lt;/span&gt;, ingin mengucapkan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;selamat hari raya aidilfitri minal aidil walfaizin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kepada semua kawan-kawan diyana yang dekat ataupun jauh.&lt;br /&gt;semoga hari ini diberkati oleh allah swt.&lt;br /&gt;birthday diyy dah nak dekat. *keningnaiknaik*&lt;br /&gt;dah dapat duit raye ape lagi? jangan eksyen uh! haha :D&lt;br /&gt;jokes!&lt;br /&gt;diyy ingin meminta maaf kepada sesiapa yang terlah tersinggung dengan perkataan, perbuatan, apape pun. diyy ni manusia. everytime make mistakes. no one is perfect betul tak? haha. harap dimaafkan. terima kasih.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy semua! (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i guess thats it. fo real.&lt;br /&gt;till tomorrow for all the pictures and updates.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" love me when i least deserve it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;because thats when i really need it. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- via (&lt;a href="http://somerset.tumblr.com/"&gt;somerset.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-2721429178634733400?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2721429178634733400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=2721429178634733400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2721429178634733400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2721429178634733400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='selamat hari raya.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrUpjeplNgI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/UMLIzUMbLzc/s72-c/selamat_hari_raya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-932201120098213694</id><published>2009-09-19T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T02:12:48.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='503 days'/><title type='text'>last day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" what if you wake up one day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;you're not angry anymore? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- via (&lt;a href="http://scarymansion.tumblr.com"&gt;scarymansion.&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsupp. alright. first and foremost. i'll like to dedicate something to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrPK8thK6vI/AAAAAAAAAqI/pSYz4eGQqbY/s1600-h/jas+sayang..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrPK8thK6vI/AAAAAAAAAqI/pSYz4eGQqbY/s400/jas+sayang..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382869123997559538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy 18th birthday, jastina ayu (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;my sayang officially turned 18 on friday. aww. i hope you had a blast dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;diyy will be praying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;1) that you will be happy always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;2) you and kimmy will last long. Insyaallah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;3) you will be a successful woman in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;4) you pass your exams with wonderful grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;5) you get through with attachment with the least possible mistakes and scoldings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;6) that god will give his blessing of love, long life, wealth and happiness to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;7) that our friendship will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;thanks for always brightening up my morning/afternoon with your cheerful smile when we're in school. i'll really miss it alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;attachment is coming, and i'll see you around in SGH. mane tau same shift, kite leh makan same-same ke apeke. haha. and we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; take picture together. i don't care muke buruk or what. haha. as long as i have something to remember you by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you, jastina ayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;once again, happy birthday dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;alright. aside from that, i haven't found my shoes. damn sad. i'll be going out i think later to find my shoes. by hook or by crook i have to get it by today. if not, i'll go barefooted on raya. haha. hmm. lets see, hari raya message i'll give on morning of raya itself. so yeah. i guess thats about it. granny will be coming back home from mekkah today. alhamdulilah she's well. and will be praying that she'll have a safe flight back here. i miss her (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;alright. thats it. fo sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;goodbye babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-932201120098213694?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/932201120098213694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=932201120098213694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/932201120098213694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/932201120098213694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/last-day.html' title='last day.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrPK8thK6vI/AAAAAAAAAqI/pSYz4eGQqbY/s72-c/jas+sayang..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-7160174251216673652</id><published>2009-09-17T16:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:17:03.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='501 days'/><title type='text'>enjoyable night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrH1rbLQc5I/AAAAAAAAAqA/WzjGmT6JPkc/s1600-h/harryharry.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrH1rbLQc5I/AAAAAAAAAqA/WzjGmT6JPkc/s400/harryharry.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382353156062606226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via (&lt;a href="http://malfoyy.tumblr.com/"&gt;malfoyy&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tsupp. yesterday night was (Y). haha. i had fun. really. here's what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;was supposed to meet at 8pm BUT bf was late. haha. and i kena the blame. walauwei. so fair -.-" 's ok la. birthday boy mah. haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;so met may and aishah. lovely girl. too bad they didn't join us. pity. what a waste.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then met beel and wan. took the train down to bugis. headed to haji lane to sheesha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;met up with ful, ray, amanda, faris, sheeqeen and mat. then headed to merdandy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saw sheeqa with her bf and friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ordered food, 3 jugs of fruit punch, 3 towers of sheesha and altogther it costs us 105 bucks i think. haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they played a game. haha. bf got to answer the truth that each and every one asked. haha. so funny i tell you. then he has to say good things and bad things about each and everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;halfway through me and sheeqeen went to 7-11 cause i wanted to buy chips. then i told her some things. bonded sehhh :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;left the place around 11 plus. trained back to tampines. camwhored using amanda's camera. haha. damn funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;almost reaching tampines mrt station, this is what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wan:&lt;/span&gt; kite kan nanti drop same-same, asal kau salam kitorang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beel:&lt;/span&gt; korang jalan slow uh. *step nak jump untuk pump diri sendiri, like soccer style gitu.* thennn ... *POM!* he hits his head at the ceiling near the door. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;everyone started laughing like mad or whutt. even the passengers. haha. damn funny i tell you. so our day ended with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" BANG! "&lt;/span&gt; haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;beel went seperate ways. mat &amp;amp; sheeqeen got home via bike from haji lane itself. the rest went to mac's to eat. then after that, home sweet home (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;so that was how we spent bf's birthday day, with a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" BANG! "&lt;/span&gt; haha!&lt;br /&gt;i hope you had fun baby. as much as we did. rofl. until now, cannot stop laughing. hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i didn't do much. ok. i did alot. i'm officially broke. only bf knows why. i'm damn pissed off. i'm sorry amirah a and jastina ayu i cannot go out with you guys. some other time ok.&lt;br /&gt;headed to geylang to get barang-barang to cook for pagi raya. the place is so clean. haha. well, for now je la. nanti-nanti kotor macam that time. hahaha. ermm, after that, back home. slept for 3 good hours. mum asked if i wanted to follow her go hougang mall. i passed. slept again for awhile. then watched a little bit of tv on young royals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prince william, prince harry or prince andrea lagi handsome? haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. whatever uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think thats about it. baby called me just now.&lt;br /&gt;*heart flutters*&lt;br /&gt;heh heh. i think i admire luna lovegood from harry potter. she's so carefree and happy go lucky. people tumbuk dier pun dier tak marah. so cute or whuttt. i wanna be like her. haha.&lt;br /&gt;ok, dah. cukup. i think i'm gonna watch back karan arjun. i watched it halfway yesterday. bf asked me to see. so i guess its pretty good. uh huh. haha. ok. then uhm, thats it! (:&lt;br /&gt;oh, yesterday, ray said something to me and bf that made me feel, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; *after taking our picture*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ray:&lt;/span&gt; eh, korang loving couple eh.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. that made me feel happy. in a way. first time aku dengar orang kate kite loving couple. haha. ok, dah. enough. this time, fo'real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;" R: what is the thing you like about her and what is your criteria for your future wife?&lt;br /&gt;T: the thing i want in my future wife, she has most of it. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- talkings on a wednesday night. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; you, baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-7160174251216673652?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7160174251216673652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=7160174251216673652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7160174251216673652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7160174251216673652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/enjoyable-night.html' title='enjoyable night.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrH1rbLQc5I/AAAAAAAAAqA/WzjGmT6JPkc/s72-c/harryharry.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6802284126139087428</id><published>2009-09-16T15:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T16:38:24.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='500 days'/><title type='text'>♥ Happy birthday baby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" I just follow my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes, maybe too often,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I follow my pain. I'm trying hard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To stop doing that. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- loveyourchaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsupp. anyways, yesterday lepak session was (Y). haha. first to arrive was me and bf. after heading to macs, we were still the earliest to arrive. whats new? haha! then came may. then ali arrived. me and may went to get some stuffs. was hoping that saiful was already reaching tamp but nooo. he was at some bridge. haha! so anyways, bought the stuffs. dah tak surprise. pfft. nevermind. so we chilled. then along came faris. or is it ful first? haha! whichever. then wan, then nashrun, then mat and hilmi, then alip, someone and elmmy then finally that beel came. haha. while they were all admiring's hilmi's new helmet and mat's new motor design, they patiently waited for 12mindnight. haha. especially someone. wonder who eh? rofl! anyways, midnight came and:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrCj3iLlYKI/AAAAAAAAAp4/sXcHiOooVzo/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrCj3iLlYKI/AAAAAAAAAp4/sXcHiOooVzo/s400/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381981729171267746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this boy here, turns 18, (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday muhammad taslim ali khan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;you're matured now. you know what is right and what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;finally your long anticipated wait to get your lisence is over. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you enjoyed that your friends and i plus your brother stayed till midnight just to sing you happy birthday song and cut cake (:&lt;br /&gt;more of your celebration again ton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ight ok.&lt;br /&gt;wishing you all the best in your future and please, DON'T BE LAZY! haha.&lt;br /&gt;new moon soon, can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. around 1230 everyone started heading home. i spent some time with bf first before heading back. extra present tau tu! haha. so yeah. i guess i'll end here now. i wanna go and have a haircut then after that change and blahblahblah. meet them at the mrt station at 8pm. so, yeap. i guess thats it. haha. till tomorrow then.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps; one more week and its MY turn :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6802284126139087428?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6802284126139087428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6802284126139087428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6802284126139087428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6802284126139087428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-baby.html' title='♥ Happy birthday baby.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SrCj3iLlYKI/AAAAAAAAAp4/sXcHiOooVzo/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6081194753791858093</id><published>2009-09-15T18:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:24:04.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='499 days'/><title type='text'>that hot thang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sq9mgbPwo9I/AAAAAAAAApg/tFwSIh7sYKg/s1600-h/last+night..jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sq9mgbPwo9I/AAAAAAAAApg/tFwSIh7sYKg/s400/last+night..jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381632786986738642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tsupp. ok. so here i am, boring your lives once again. haha. pre-highlights of what i did today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;cleaned my room for almost 4 hours. made sure everything was spick and span.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to catch dance flick on moviefather.com. the show is like scary movie. damn pathethic but a little bit funny.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;did some more chores around the house. i'm being paid 10 bucks to do it, who wouldn't mind right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;texted with the usuals. talked otf with bf.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;planned a few things with friends (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;trying my very best to find a medication that can make my pain go away. pfft. i think i need HRT.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i don't think i stink, i smell wonderful thou i do smell something. probably my brother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i went on facebook to drop some comments to the people i've missed thus far.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i watched harry potter and the half blood prince. do you know, lord voldermort works out? look at his arms on order of the phoenix. when he's against dumbledore. whaddayknow, the dark lord carries dumbbells too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and here i am now, while planning some things in mind.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;so that pretty much sums up my morning/afternoon. uh huh. oh! i was browsing through the net and i found out that partick swayze died at 57 due to pancreatic cancer. tskktskk. nomore dirty dancing i guess. haha. andand. LOOK AT THIS! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sq9pvxL2YMI/AAAAAAAAApo/uFDZ9GfWzFU/s1600-h/died.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sq9pvxL2YMI/AAAAAAAAApo/uFDZ9GfWzFU/s400/died.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381636349108838594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what in the world has become to the world? get it? rofl! 12 year old girl died while doing what? playing in the park? no wait, thats not it, died while having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LABOUR&lt;/span&gt;. yes. i know ftw! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LABOUR&lt;/span&gt; sia. and damn she's only 12! and she's married to a guy who's twice her age? omg! what makes me so pissed off is that its a muslim. pfft. i don't want to talk or even think about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stop abusing your children. stop child pornongraphy.&lt;br /&gt;stop selling away your child. and please, your child has their own free will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness. worlds coming to an end. i can't believe this. so much to do, so much to do.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i think imma go off now. haha. and uh, party at night! *winks*&lt;br /&gt;goodbye babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" i need a hug, a kiss, an exchange of words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;some one to tell me everything will be okay. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- luckily, i'll be meeting you later. i can't survive another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6081194753791858093?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6081194753791858093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6081194753791858093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6081194753791858093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6081194753791858093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/that-hot-thang.html' title='that hot thang.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sq9mgbPwo9I/AAAAAAAAApg/tFwSIh7sYKg/s72-c/last+night..jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-86244396771610715</id><published>2009-09-14T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:52:41.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='498 days'/><title type='text'>love hysteria.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sq5VbtiMfyI/AAAAAAAAApY/_DItKLi5wE4/s1600-h/more+to+me..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sq5VbtiMfyI/AAAAAAAAApY/_DItKLi5wE4/s320/more+to+me..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381332539322171170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tsupp. haha. today, i was irritated by alot of things. tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;irritated by the fact that my pain aint going away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irritated by the fact that my room is getting hotter each day. HAH!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irritated by the fact there is no more pepsi in the house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irritated by the fact that there is no good movies on tv.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irritated by the fact that the mat motor sri kandi version made me teared a little bit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irritated by the fact that pinggiran ramadhan made me cry. it was so sad please.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irritated by the fact that i'm watching hercules on disney channel.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;irritated by the fact that my pain aint going away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the list keeps repeating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;again..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and again..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and again and again..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and again..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;" The same love that makes me laugh, makes me cry. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; of all time. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; you, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna find movies to watch. haha. bf's out and he's enjoying lepak moments with his friends while i'm stuck at home. walauwei. not fair lor. haha. anyways, i really hope this wednesday jadi. i've got a thumbs up already! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;hercules is boring me. really. how can a mutant grow 3 heads after losing 1? pfft. doesn't make sense. they shouldn't spoil childrens mind this way. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off now. goodnight babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ps; come home to me soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-86244396771610715?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/86244396771610715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=86244396771610715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/86244396771610715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/86244396771610715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-hysteria.html' title='love hysteria.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sq5VbtiMfyI/AAAAAAAAApY/_DItKLi5wE4/s72-c/more+to+me..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-5642627220910887776</id><published>2009-09-13T22:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:31:27.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='497 days'/><title type='text'>love your chaos,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;" one day i'll find the right words, and they'll be simple. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jack kerouac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsupp. alright. today, i didn't go out. helped mum around the house. bf called me to chat for awhile then he headed off to geylang to get his baju. our colour is a secret. nobody can know (: haha! so anyways, after that i headed to shop and save to get groceries with mum. and i think that pretty much sums up my day. haha. till tomorrow, if there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR THE VOICE I HEAR INSIDE MY HEAD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason that i'm singing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-5642627220910887776?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5642627220910887776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=5642627220910887776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5642627220910887776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5642627220910887776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-your-chaos.html' title='love your chaos,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6717034191941299720</id><published>2009-09-12T15:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:12:30.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='496 days'/><title type='text'>fun (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqtWda8e_WI/AAAAAAAAApQ/7XcHJtKWwYk/s1600-h/outing+four..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqtWda8e_WI/AAAAAAAAApQ/7XcHJtKWwYk/s200/outing+four..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380489243273395554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqtWc45JjXI/AAAAAAAAApI/TCQzbIP4kRU/s1600-h/outing+two..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqtWc45JjXI/AAAAAAAAApI/TCQzbIP4kRU/s200/outing+two..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380489234132602226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" full time lover and part time lover. aww.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;♥ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them both. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tsupp. alright. so here are the updates for yesterday. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; everyone is gonna be late so i purposely left home 5 minutes before four. and since i'm so pandai, i live damn near the mrt station, i still reach early. wtfwtfwtfwtf. haha. luckily, bf came a few minutes later. semput and what not. then balminas came. and yes, we three are the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn early birds.&lt;/span&gt; haha. i don't like janji melayu. but what the heck. fuckers. understood. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to guardian pharmacy to get medication for bf. this guy, i tell you, very hero. haha. sick still wanna go out and still can kacau me with we know who. walauwei. haha. and thanks to me and my fast thinking, i know what to get for you to relieve your symptoms. i know you love me. hehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;then ray came. haha. few minutes later, fehrin and a minutes later, ful and may. then we waited for wan to come. then headed to the tracks. fikir nak bounce balik. tapi tunggu lagi satu orang dah. haha. waited for amanda to arrive. then when she came, we finally took the train. haha. trained down to payar lebar where we met alip. walked to haig road to meet hilmi, mat and sheeqeen. i was damn pissed off with the stall owners. seriosuly. irritating specimen habis! nasib aku penyabar. haha. faris joined soon later. then multazam, maziana and i don't know her name :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;after buka, we walked around the bazaar. i saw big eyes plus her whatever. haha! damn funny i tell you. then they saw their secondary school teacher. wanted to buy dengdeng but was damn full. nevermind. can always buy some other time. then can give bf too. haha. so, we lepaked outside singapore post for awhile then we took 28 back to sc. headed down to macs to grab a bite then headed back home. uh huh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;so that was for yesterday. all 97 photos thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt; will be at balminas facebook. so yeah. check it out from there. and you're welcome for being the photographer for the day. haha! i was bored. so, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i'll be heading to gramps to buka. ape lagi. more photos uh. haha. so yeah. thats all. oh, to my shockingly suprise, no unwanted comments yet. haha. they'll come. sooner or later (:&lt;br /&gt;before i go, i would like to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE MY PEOPLE (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeee ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M SURROUNDED BY YOUR EMBRACE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baby i can see your halo, you know you my saving grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6717034191941299720?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6717034191941299720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6717034191941299720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6717034191941299720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6717034191941299720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun.html' title='fun (:'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqtWda8e_WI/AAAAAAAAApQ/7XcHJtKWwYk/s72-c/outing+four..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1691959401022477388</id><published>2009-09-11T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T11:54:04.464+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='495 days'/><title type='text'>Coming soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqnJYwKLF9I/AAAAAAAAAow/dy1IMCzT-Ao/s1600-h/waiting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqnJYwKLF9I/AAAAAAAAAow/dy1IMCzT-Ao/s320/waiting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380052656952383442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" I'll be right here waiting for you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsupp people. haha. i won't be updating now. i'll update later on if i have the time. now i have to do some stuff first. yeah. and oh, before i go. there's something i would like to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UNWANTED COMMENTS.&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so what are you waiting for suckas? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1691959401022477388?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1691959401022477388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1691959401022477388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1691959401022477388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1691959401022477388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/coming-soon.html' title='Coming soon.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqnJYwKLF9I/AAAAAAAAAow/dy1IMCzT-Ao/s72-c/waiting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-2144463829549120963</id><published>2009-09-09T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T15:54:29.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='493 days'/><title type='text'>Wanderlust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqdQsMlnJ3I/AAAAAAAAAoo/kDvLanAsl6E/s1600-h/peace_by_Mister_Y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqdQsMlnJ3I/AAAAAAAAAoo/kDvLanAsl6E/s320/peace_by_Mister_Y.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379357000140793714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" love, peace, equal. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. So, i'm back. Uh huh. After much needed studying and all. I'm finally back. For good. Until october 12, when i start my final attachment. Heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday and thursday was school day. Except that thursday was a little special. We had teachers day performance for the teachers. Aww (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A class did dikir barat. Wahh seh. Haha! Ayu center seh :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;B class sang a song, " Hero ". Everybody's favourite song. Especially my class. Heh!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;C class, natasha, syakina and chabi did the sand art. So beautiful! I like. Very nice. Very touching. Aww. Talented girls indeed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;D class, some of the girls + syukri + grace + kavita plus some others i can't remember did a dance item. Sheril sang the climb. Sheril + syuk did a poem. Uh huh (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;E class, my class, did a short skit on the teachers who have taught us since 1.1 till 2.2. Aww. I miss mdm chia, mr nah, miss su, miss pearl, mdm heng, mr lew etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;F class, some of the girls did the percussion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;G class, april &amp;amp; nabil + friends sang some michael jackson songs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;WDA class, some of the girls and guys together with mdm shymala and mr edmund danced to a indian song. Very nice! I like! Haha. So entertaining. Aww. And it was mdm shymala's last time in ITE CE. She won't be around for our graduation day. Aww. :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ended at around 4 plus. Then i went to t block lift to wait for baby. When he came, we waited for the rest. And we amused ourselve by hitting each other. Haha. Then we waited quite long for them but they never came, so, we went up. And found them playing snap. WALAUWEI. Haha. So we sat and wasted time blahblahblah. Haha. Then all of us walked to simei. They left, me and baby went to some block. We wasted time by singing songs, playing games. Haha. So funny i tell you. I love times like this with him, (: So peaceful. Break fast at LJS. Heh. Then went back home. Weee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, i met up with baby in the morning. And oh;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 16th MONTHSARY BABY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to serangoon home. To study. Haha. But you know la, we won't study. HAHA! In the end, we end up playing with the laptop and play games. Lol. Then he went to meet them boys at ubi. They went to see ful do his practical, which by the way he didn't do so well, but, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't give up! (:&lt;/span&gt; then i met them afterwards. Lepak for awhile then off back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, i spent most of my time at home studying. Then after that my mum, my brother and myself went to send my granny off to the airport. Around 7 she went to check in the me and my dad's side family members went to find a spot to buka. After that went to bedok to drink coffee. Then off back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, didn't do much. Just stayed home and studied. Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, i met baby in the morning. I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;early&lt;/span&gt;. Theres a reason why i bold it. Haha. You'll see. Anyways, i had my last minute revision on my PCB. Then went into the exam hall. Lauhging with my friends before i actually cried. Haha. It wasn't that tough. It was manageable. Only on gastroentritis i didn't study but i t came out. So, yeah. I actually teared a little bit after my paper when i left. But nevermind. Waited for baby to come out then we had a little tiff. Then it was back to alright. Headed to serangoon home to study. But then again, we didn't. Haha! He played the laptop while i slept. Then i showered, headed back to tampines. Went back home, chilled abit. Waited for baby to call then met him at my bus stop. He came with ali. Then we headed to SC to lepak + study. Faris and hilmi was there. Then studied till 11 plus.  Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, i met baby in the morning. I was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. I woke up late uh. Walauwei. Haha. Then hurried up. Last minute study again on BEH. Then, took the exam. Surprisingly, i did exceptionally well. I didn't tear. Haha. Good enough (: Lepak at level six. Then went off to serangoon home. Had a tiff. Ok-ed. Then i stayed back. He went off. Then blahblahblah. Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, baby just called and he's sick, :(&lt;br /&gt;I hope he'll be alright soon. I'm worried. He doesn't even know why he's like this. And he's still fasting. Aiyoo. This boy. Thats the reason why i love him. He step strong. Nyahaha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aww baby, get well soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I think pretty much it. I'll be back soon. Wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINK I KNOW WHERE YOU BELONG,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think i know its with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-2144463829549120963?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2144463829549120963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=2144463829549120963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2144463829549120963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2144463829549120963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/wanderlust.html' title='Wanderlust.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SqdQsMlnJ3I/AAAAAAAAAoo/kDvLanAsl6E/s72-c/peace_by_Mister_Y.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8830641307901675657</id><published>2009-09-01T21:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:00:40.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='485 days'/><title type='text'>Forget how to breathe,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sp0nGHlATlI/AAAAAAAAAog/xTELI52BICQ/s1600-h/smile_by_jordache.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sp0nGHlATlI/AAAAAAAAAog/xTELI52BICQ/s320/smile_by_jordache.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376496516217196114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Ohh, you make me smile. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was the most happiest day of my life. Let me list down to you the reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby woke up early just to send me to interchange. How sweet? Haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to school with rockstar sis + ram and friends. Had a blast laughing my ass off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School ended early for us. At 12pm. Sweeeet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Headed home back with rockstar sis. Had another blast laughing my ass off. Haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finally gotten my much needed rest. Yes, FINALLY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Headed out to buke with baby + fuckers. ( After tiff, then happy. Heh )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then lepak at SC and continue laughing my ass off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Home with baby and we had some moments together. Thanks (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;See, how could i not be happy? Haha. And yes, finally i also met my sayang, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sheeqeen.&lt;/span&gt; Dah lame oi tak jumpe. Nasib semalam jumpe. Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i did my revision. Texted with breastie. Phone with baby. Out to buka with family. Made my day, made my day (:&lt;br /&gt;Granny is leaving for mekkah this saturday. Uh huh. Tomorrow theres school. I've done my homework, but i haven't done the decorations for the album. Gonna do as soon as i'm done with this post. Heh. Err, what else am i supposed to say eh? Actually nothing much. Haha. Till tomorrow or the next update. Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU ARE THE CHEESE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To my macaroni :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8830641307901675657?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8830641307901675657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8830641307901675657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8830641307901675657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8830641307901675657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/09/forget-how-to-breathe.html' title='Forget how to breathe,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sp0nGHlATlI/AAAAAAAAAog/xTELI52BICQ/s72-c/smile_by_jordache.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-175928350981307970</id><published>2009-08-30T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:10:39.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='483 days'/><title type='text'>Idols.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpqSksqn6MI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/GT3sZiqIR5A/s1600-h/my+stars..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpqSksqn6MI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/GT3sZiqIR5A/s320/my+stars..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375770264382990530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Gerrard = Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;Torres = Liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;Tevez = Ex manchester united now manchester city.&lt;br /&gt;Arshavin = Arsenal. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me a fanatic, but i love em' four. Haha. The way they play, superb. I like. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ps; this has nothing to do with shiok sendiri. Or, i have a bf but want to like other people. Whoever who think of this is so merepek. You don't know what is passion. And you damn well don't know the meaning of being matured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like saying it. Haha. Whoever who terase, screw your own balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, things are pretty much getting back into normal. Thanks friends for helping. Much or little, i still appreciate it very much. Where would i be if i don't have you guys? Awww, sweet right? Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Thanks mum for keeping me company throughout the stay at a&amp;amp;e. Blessed to have such a sweet mother like you who cared for me when no one else would.&lt;br /&gt;I love you ma!&lt;br /&gt;To my breastie, rockstar sis; thanks for the comfort through sms. Aww. Both of you so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Love you both so much too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Lastly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my bf, the one whom breaks me yet fixes me easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am still dissapointed, yet, i still love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must get used to me being stupid. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i know, joke not funny. Anyways, i hope you're having fun. And i hope em' boys aren't giving you a hard time. I'm sorry i had to include two. I didn't know what the ___ i was supposed to say to you anymore cause, well, you know i know (:&lt;br /&gt;None of that matters now, what i know is that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU HAVE GOTS TO START.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you should know start what. Cause baby, a&amp;amp;e aint easy.&lt;br /&gt;Mwah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Liverpool won. Like thank god finally after losing two matches.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arsenal should have won yesterday but manchester united tak tau pakai jin ape and scored the lucky goal. But, i still respect arsenal. They did a good job yesterday. Manchester united played like shit, but still can win. Sah pakai jin :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manchester city won against portsmouth. Deserved win (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now, 7 mins into the game, aston villa has scored against fulham. Haha. Both teams have good players respectively. So, we'll see how it goes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And i'm done. Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND I HATE HOW MUCH,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-175928350981307970?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/175928350981307970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=175928350981307970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/175928350981307970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/175928350981307970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/idols.html' title='Idols.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpqSksqn6MI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/GT3sZiqIR5A/s72-c/my+stars..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-703333517552810992</id><published>2009-08-29T21:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:50:29.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='482 days'/><title type='text'>Suppresion, regression, depression.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpksD7aOa-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/AYpXnP0U_AM/s1600-h/till_it__s_gone_by_prettyfreakjesper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpksD7aOa-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/AYpXnP0U_AM/s320/till_it__s_gone_by_prettyfreakjesper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375376076242316258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Cry alone, i've gone away.&lt;br /&gt;Nomore nights, nomore pain. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in life, people have to go through aggravation and depression to be the person that they wanna be - strong.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes in life, we cannot always be strong for a certain thing as other emotions rule over. There was a saying that i heard quite a number of times in repeat on hallmark channel on the show army wives. It goes something like this;&lt;br /&gt;" Why are you trying so hard to be strong? At the end of the day, what does strong get you? "&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have my answer to that.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For me, being strong is trying to be happy. Everyday i try to be strong, to be happy because i know if i breakdown and cry, i'll never be happy. So, at the end of the day, what does strong get me? Happiness. Thou it may not be the kind of happiness that i want, its still happiness. I'm still happy. Sometimes, i don't get it on the day itself. Sometimes it takes days, weeks or even months. But, i know, with god's willing, i'll be a better person than i used to be. I know i'll never be that fragile person anymore. Cause at the end of everything, being strong makes me gain something. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may wonder, why the hell am i babbling all this crap and bullshit. Well, my fellow readers, i have been suppressing my feelings way too much. I've given the benefit of the doubt to alot of people who have hurt my feelings but i don't tell them cause why? I don't like being pitied. But sometimes, i wish, one person could be there for me always. Helping me stay strong and not bring me down to my guts. Yes, i know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; have difficulty in me, but i'm not someone who can tolerate most of the things you did. Why i do still? Its because i ______. Its because i want to ______ you. Its because you meant ________. I don't ask you to be compasionate or feel all lovey-dovey. Just to think of me for once. I don't cheat on you. I don't busted you. I don't want to. I don't want you to leave me. If i would want to do all this, i would have done, a long time ago. Before reaching that 1 mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been tolerating with my emotions just to compensate with yours. I'm not that kind of girl that can control my emotions well. Ask around. Ask my CP groupmates, ask my classmates, ask my family for gods sake. Only when i'm with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;, i change everything. Just for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt; I'm not regretting anything. I'm doing this with the kindest and pure-st heart, but sometimes, i feel that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; don't get me. I feel that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;don't listen to me. I feel sad sometimes, but i cannot always complain cause i know it'll upset &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt; But if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; keep on saying i'm cheating on you, i'm this and i'm that, it triggers my unhappiness and i'm afraid i might blast everything out to you cause i'm swallowing all my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt; Only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to believe that you're the only one for me? Yes, i know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; cannot give me everything i want. But, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are everything i want. I never asked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; to be perfect. All i ask is from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; is to:&lt;br /&gt;Look.&lt;br /&gt;Listen.&lt;br /&gt;Feel.&lt;br /&gt;Look for my facial expression.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to my tone of voice, my reasons, my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Feel me always.&lt;br /&gt;Too much to ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THERES JUST ONE THING I CANNOT LIVE W/O,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And its you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-703333517552810992?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/703333517552810992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=703333517552810992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/703333517552810992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/703333517552810992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/suppresion-regression-depression.html' title='Suppresion, regression, depression.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpksD7aOa-I/AAAAAAAAAoI/AYpXnP0U_AM/s72-c/till_it__s_gone_by_prettyfreakjesper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8967539421787377410</id><published>2009-08-29T00:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:51:54.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='481 days'/><title type='text'>Help.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpgYfwRyKhI/AAAAAAAAAoA/caWDX5xjI18/s1600-h/jr0801e+two..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpgYfwRyKhI/AAAAAAAAAoA/caWDX5xjI18/s200/jr0801e+two..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375073089081190930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpgYfTL0a3I/AAAAAAAAAn4/Y1J0gGY9P6M/s1600-h/jr0801e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpgYfTL0a3I/AAAAAAAAAn4/Y1J0gGY9P6M/s200/jr0801e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375073081271544690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" The best class in the whole century. I'll miss you guys! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I know. We only have a week left then comes exams then comes holidays then come attachment then comes graduation. Aww. I'll miss each and everyone of you. You guys are zee best. Seriously. Lovelove (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;School has been hectic. Exams are around the corner. Revision week has started. God bless me with knowledge and brains. I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been sick these past few days. It really sucks. I feel so hot and everything and i feel so weak. Furthermore i'm fasting. Aiyoo. God bless me with strength and health. I need it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss people. Ally, kinah, nisha, kimberly, ira, massy, sheeqeen. I hope they're doing fine. God bless them with safety and happiness and health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was bored. So i did this on fb posted by riyana. And i found it so true i decided to post it here as well to make my post look longer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instructions:&lt;br /&gt;1. Open this website : &lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/per&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sonality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Take the Personality Quiz (it's VERY short, 9 questions and easy, really)&lt;br /&gt;3. Copy Paste the result to Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag your 20 friends including me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education&lt;br /&gt;You may not like to study but you have many practical ideas. You listen to your own instincts and tend to follow your heart, so you will probably end up with an unusual job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;So yeah. Haha. I knew alot of secrets today. From sickness to nak sound tapi tak berani. Haha. Wtf. So kental seh that girl. Ok, diyy. Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And i'm done. Goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dear you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you like anything. And i miss the long phonecalls we usually have with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But whatever it is, i just hope things won't change between us and i hope things are much more proper now.&lt;br /&gt;You know how much you mean to me. And i don't want things to go the other way.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish, sometimes, you'll see it my way.&lt;br /&gt;Love you still. I hope you do too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST THE THOUGHT OF YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can drive me wild. Ohh, you make me smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8967539421787377410?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8967539421787377410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8967539421787377410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8967539421787377410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8967539421787377410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/help_29.html' title='Help.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpgYfwRyKhI/AAAAAAAAAoA/caWDX5xjI18/s72-c/jr0801e+two..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1244914364666141053</id><published>2009-08-22T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T23:12:04.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='475 days'/><title type='text'>Its you and me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpAHuIwBB-I/AAAAAAAAAng/aPmRAVc7Z0Q/s1600-h/ramadan..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpAHuIwBB-I/AAAAAAAAAng/aPmRAVc7Z0Q/s320/ramadan..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372802844657256418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Salam ramadan everyone (: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'll make this a quickie cause i'm waiting for manchester united against wigan match to continue again. Final fantasy advent children is on too. I'm watching both at the same time. How cool is that? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;For sahur today, i didn't eat much. I ate very little only. Cause i didn't feel hungry at all. And furthermore i wasn't in the mood to eat. So i just ate abit of rice and some chicken and drink plain water and milo and done. Tu je. Ya, i know, pathethic right? Haha. Shhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then for the whole day, i did nothing but read my book and text. Was so damn boring. Haha. I wanted to do movie marathon. But i had no mood, yet again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I watched my best friends girl and to come and think of it, keeping to watch that show can break my puasa cause there was alot of vulgarities in that movie. So i switched it off and watched ibu-cinta tanpa balasan. And i almost cried which i didn't. Faint hearted but still stay strong cause of puasa. Haha. Ok, whatever. And i didn't want to be kental also. Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to grandfathers house in the late afternoon to buka there. Brought for him porridge. Took the bus down. Sempat watch repeat of singapore idol. Haha. I can't believe that anak metropolitan guy is in. They shouldn't have let him cause he's part of the mediacorp people and its not fair. So yeah. Whatever, alot of people there audition not cause they can sing but because they wanna be on tv. Which is so damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back home at 9pm. I miss my bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, thats about it. Haha. I think he's at home now. He should be. He went for terawih with his dad and brothers. I miss him. Only get to talk to him for awhile je nari. So pathethic. Cause his dad is not working. And i wanna tell him something so badly. Haiyaa. Just have to perservere and wait. Not that hard. Been through this alot of times already. Haha (: Anyways, match is about to start. Manchester is not having a good start after losing to burnley(spelling?) 1-0 that time. Now they're against wigan. And i hope wigan win. Cause i think in my perspective, wigan deserve to win more then manchester. Haha. Oh wells. Thats MY perception. Alright then, goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAUSE THE ONLY PLACE THAT I WANNA BE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is right back home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1244914364666141053?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1244914364666141053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1244914364666141053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1244914364666141053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1244914364666141053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-you-and-me.html' title='Its you and me.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SpAHuIwBB-I/AAAAAAAAAng/aPmRAVc7Z0Q/s72-c/ramadan..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8446974768579957258</id><published>2009-08-21T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:44:45.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='474 days'/><title type='text'>Ok ok. Lawan nafsu time :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/So6wV7WBuTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/TNVUb-ydJD0/s1600-h/babys+pose..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/So6wV7WBuTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/TNVUb-ydJD0/s320/babys+pose..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372425296253401394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" OK SEMUA! Pose macam taslim. One, two, *click*. Yay! :D "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ok. I know. Damn merepek. But cool right? Anyways, baby nampak ni photo. He say, the hand all salah. Azizah (far left) almost correct. The face mine almost correct. Haha. Funny i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;School very tiring. Haha. Monday and tuesday i late seh meet bf. Haha. Walauwei. Tuesday also i never do P.E. Very lazy uh. Haha. Just sit down. Play with people hair. I know, no life gitu kan. Haha. Wednesday i also never do P.E. Haha. Jadi umpire pun jadi :D Thursday and today i got receive chocolate and cupcake. Weee~ Suke. Haha. Thank you friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then also right, i not happy with my father. Don't ask why. Just not happy. I must tell here. Cause i cannot keep inside myself. I hate what you did and i hate everything about you. Call me anak derhaka, i don't care. Dah tak boleh tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope bf is enjoying lepaking session at SC. I hope everything is ok for him. I know he know inside joke. Haha. I still have your avatar-ism. Sorry (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exams is coming soon and i belom belajar. Perangai macam anjing. Haha. I everyday also come back tired. How to study? No diyana, its not an excuse. You MUST STUDY. If other people can do it why can't you? Cause i'm not like other people bodohhhhhh. Haha. Sorry for the talking to oneself. Am very loopy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Besok sudah puasa. Jangan lupa bangun untok sahur. Haha. Besok imsak pukul 0535 ok? Mesti ingat. Tak ingat nanti tak boleh jadi. And jangan puasa yok-yok. Nanti kene pukul dengan periuk. Wakaka! Rockstar's sis; jangan lupa my suji and bunga api ok? Weeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Ok. I think i'm done. My eyes like chinese already. So sepet. Haha. Anything, not happy can call me beep me if you wanna reach me. Don't have my number? Leave a tag. Haha! I don't know what i'm talking :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss alysha insyirah bte abdul malik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok thanks bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT IF MY CHANCES WERE ALREADY GONE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I started believing that i could be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8446974768579957258?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8446974768579957258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8446974768579957258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8446974768579957258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8446974768579957258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-ok-lawan-nafsu-time-d.html' title='Ok ok. Lawan nafsu time :D'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/So6wV7WBuTI/AAAAAAAAAnY/TNVUb-ydJD0/s72-c/babys+pose..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8445635224026814057</id><published>2009-08-16T22:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:43:34.850+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='469 days'/><title type='text'>Marathon, GEREK :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggYO0VMZI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Mp8-AjhC9a8/s1600-h/movie+eight..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggYO0VMZI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Mp8-AjhC9a8/s200/movie+eight..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370578156305854866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggXeoQH2I/AAAAAAAAAnI/XbGUJErIAGc/s1600-h/movie+seven..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggXeoQH2I/AAAAAAAAAnI/XbGUJErIAGc/s200/movie+seven..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370578143370288994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggWne_tcI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Tz0zSBNcf5E/s1600-h/movie+six..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggWne_tcI/AAAAAAAAAnA/Tz0zSBNcf5E/s200/movie+six..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370578128567514562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggMOEmhCI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ippPO9Ydl5E/s1600-h/movie+five..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggMOEmhCI/AAAAAAAAAm4/ippPO9Ydl5E/s200/movie+five..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370577949947233314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggL2KZeDI/AAAAAAAAAmw/XmtiPS9H_M4/s1600-h/movie+four..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggL2KZeDI/AAAAAAAAAmw/XmtiPS9H_M4/s200/movie+four..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370577943529093170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggLVMy1qI/AAAAAAAAAmo/x2iCcKfNcI8/s1600-h/movie+three..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggLVMy1qI/AAAAAAAAAmo/x2iCcKfNcI8/s200/movie+three..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370577934680774306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggLLrt5FI/AAAAAAAAAmg/F_o_RpeKaLQ/s1600-h/movie+two..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggLLrt5FI/AAAAAAAAAmg/F_o_RpeKaLQ/s200/movie+two..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370577932126118994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggKsu972I/AAAAAAAAAmY/AzOx2OK86Kg/s1600-h/movie+one..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggKsu972I/AAAAAAAAAmY/AzOx2OK86Kg/s200/movie+one..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370577923818254178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" All my favourite movies (: "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. This is what i have been doing since 10 in the morning till just an hour ago. Watching 8 great movies. Haha. Call me a fanatic, i don't care man. Great movies are meant to be watched over and over again. Not just one time. Pffft. If you call yourself a movie fanatic but just watch the show one time, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;screw yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in order:&lt;br /&gt;1) Selamanya - my second most loved indonesia movie.&lt;br /&gt;2) He's just not that into you - great chick movie about love.&lt;br /&gt;3) Hangover - the most funniest movie so far in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;4) Radit dan jani - ALL time favourite indonesia movie.&lt;br /&gt;5) Twilight - how can i not resist watching this? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;6) Vicky cristina barcelona - i like this movie alot. Really nice and romantic and funny.&lt;br /&gt;7) What happens in vegas - another chick movie about love. Two thumbs.&lt;br /&gt;8) My sassy girl - ALL TIME FAV. Sides twilight (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that sums up on what i did on my sunday. Heh heh. I didn't play guitar geek today. Damn lazy. Maybe some other time. Last i checked, theres a new high score. I'm gonna beat it, soon. Haha. Ok. So anyways, thats pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To: My darling sheeqeen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you so much and i just want you to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember that always ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;Please, also remember that i'm here for you always (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;OH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congrats to arsenal for kicking everton's butt. Chelsea for kicking's hull butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think manchester united won today too. Theres a match going on now. But i'm lazy to see who's on. Haha. Liverpool is playing tomorrow morning. Hope they win (:&lt;br /&gt;Epl has started babes and dudes. Whatcha waiting for? Place your bets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYTHING'S ALRIGHT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When you're right here by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8445635224026814057?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8445635224026814057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8445635224026814057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8445635224026814057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8445635224026814057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/marathon-gerek-d.html' title='Marathon, GEREK :D'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoggYO0VMZI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/Mp8-AjhC9a8/s72-c/movie+eight..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6308339316139245303</id><published>2009-08-15T22:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:01:22.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='468 days'/><title type='text'>Lethargic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SobEe-brWRI/AAAAAAAAAk4/7k-ZkAuKOaE/s1600-h/smile_by_dottydotcom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SobEe-brWRI/AAAAAAAAAk4/7k-ZkAuKOaE/s320/smile_by_dottydotcom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370195642120100114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Just enjoy the show. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Its been awhile since i last blog. My apologies for the previous post. Full of hatred and everything. Haha. Its something that we have to go through in life once in awhile. Its quite healthy too you know. Rather then bottle it up inside yourself and make yourself suffer for what? If the person is worth it, ok ah. But hypocrite and two face nak mampos, lek sudah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, things has been very stressful for me lately. Lets recap on the important events that has happened during the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mon:&lt;/span&gt; Dinner with baby, qeen, mat, ful and wan. Dorang order pizza. Haha. Sayang uh tak makan banyak. I don't know whats wrong with my stomach that day :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tues:&lt;/span&gt; I got back my psychiatric paper. I didn't even think i would pass the paper. My god. Haha. But alhamdulilah i got 36/50 for my paper. Seriously didn't expect it at all. I thought i would have gotten a just pass -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wed:&lt;/span&gt; Bcls. The most tiring day of my entire 18 years of living. Seriously. Napfa pun tak sepenat gini. Haha. Did infant choking, infant cpr and adult choking. Alhamdulilah, all passed within 1st attempt. Thanks baby, kinah and faridah for being my motivators :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thurs:&lt;/span&gt; Nothing much. Baby went for NS checkup and got Pes D due to his asthma. Haha. Temporarily only. For 3 months. If can, he wants Pes F. Haha. See la this boy. Tskk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fri:&lt;/span&gt; Bcls again. This time round one man cpr. Not that bad. I really thought i couldn't make it for the 5 cycles. Haha. Training i got mdm ler. Assessment i got miss/mdm yenmei (i think thats her name uh. I forgot uh. One of the sims teacher) Her tapping helped me with my counting. So thoughtful. Thanks. Then did one mask ventilation thing and recovery position and two man cpr. At night, lepak with baby, wan, ful and ali. Yes, baby's brother was with us. Haha. Then nash came later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sat, today:&lt;/span&gt; Met baby and ali at 405. Headed down to ful's place. Makan. Slack around. Beel, wan, meer, ray and fehrin was there. Mat came later without sheeqeen, :(&lt;br /&gt;Sang birthday song to ful. Makan cake. Makan again.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Eventhough i don't know ful's sister. She looks like a very nice person and i hope her ikatan with her fiancee last until they naik pelamin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Done. Now, dedications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SobHdgkh96I/AAAAAAAAAlA/AZJ8YW7CxV8/s1600-h/palat..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SobHdgkh96I/AAAAAAAAAlA/AZJ8YW7CxV8/s320/palat..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370198915459184546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy belated ( 13th august 2009 ) 18th birthday, noor saifullah bin mazlan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes, you, the fishball basi, turns 18 already. So jealous.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyways boy, hopefully you had fun on that day and today.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed the cake that beel's mother baked for you.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you will always be happy and laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that your hair will grow longer soon. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my friend. Thanks for helping out someway somehow.&lt;br /&gt;May you be blessed with wealth, health, love and happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;amp;May you be someone important in the future to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;OH! May you find a girl who can love you for who you are and treat you the way you want to be treated. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, happy birthday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SobIgIXnGiI/AAAAAAAAAlI/CjT3P-lT6MU/s1600-h/riyana..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SobIgIXnGiI/AAAAAAAAAlI/CjT3P-lT6MU/s320/riyana..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370200060013779490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy belated ( 14th august 2009 ) 18th nur riyana bte muhd raiff.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Thanks babe for being there for me when i needed someone.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my listening ear.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough we may have alot of differences and stuff, you'll always be my friend no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;All i want is for you to be really happy.&lt;br /&gt;And if that means by going on and praying that you will be with him, i'll be supporting you all the way and remembering to catch you when you fall.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, things will work out for you soon ok.&lt;br /&gt;May you have a long and lasting life, full of happiness, love, wealth and health.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Hopefully, you'll be someone important too, someday (:&lt;br /&gt;Once again, happy birthday dear. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SobMqCoGsqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wDQ9BPhsDzo/s1600-h/nisha..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SobMqCoGsqI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/wDQ9BPhsDzo/s320/nisha..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370204628317549218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy belated ( 11th august 2009 ) 18th birthday faridah nisha bte azman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo! Finally 18 seh dier. Haha. I cakap macam myself dah 18 gitu eh. Ok pathethic. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways huns, hope you had an enjoyable day with bestfriends. Bace pat blog macam sweet gitu.&lt;br /&gt;Awww, looks like you had fun (:&lt;br /&gt;Keep on smiling and laughing and disturbing sakinah jaffar always ok. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga panjan umor, murah rezeki.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi anak yang solehah.&lt;br /&gt;And may you be blessed with happiness, health, wealth and love always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly, may you be someone important in the future to come.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are nearing, CP is coming, graduation is not far away.&lt;br /&gt;Lets make it through ok huns? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;And all the best in everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, faridah nisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. That sums it up for today. I wanna continue with my guitar geek. Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Till then. Goodbyee/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ps; baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you already. Mwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Oh, puasa next week! New moon coming soon! Raya coming soon! Birthday coming soon! Takle angs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIKE THE PERFECT ONE WORD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No one's heard yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6308339316139245303?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6308339316139245303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6308339316139245303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6308339316139245303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6308339316139245303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/lethargic.html' title='Lethargic.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SobEe-brWRI/AAAAAAAAAk4/7k-ZkAuKOaE/s72-c/smile_by_dottydotcom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-5600281037901982239</id><published>2009-08-11T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:59:49.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='464 days'/><title type='text'>Gth :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoF2v-9vbDI/AAAAAAAAAkM/1Mc5NKurDo4/s1600-h/A_little_bird_told_me__Peanuts_by_lev_en.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoF2v-9vbDI/AAAAAAAAAkM/1Mc5NKurDo4/s320/A_little_bird_told_me__Peanuts_by_lev_en.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368702797530229810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh babe, zaman biler mau kutok-kutok uh? Berani bobual face to face ah.&lt;br /&gt;Bobual depan matair aku sekali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KENTAL LODEH PE MASIH NAK KUTOK-KUTOK KAT BLOG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Perangai stop it seh. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Nak jadi two-face-bitch, jangan jadi ngan aku ah. Sumpah nanti kalau aku tak puas ati ngan kau, aku bobual ngan kau, taslim break ngan aku, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS ALL YOUR FAULT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Grow up la eh! Dah tak dapat dier tu sudah la.&lt;br /&gt;Nak kutok. Aku peh suke ah mate aku nak memandang ke mane. Yang kau perasaan sangat yang aku stare kau asal?&lt;br /&gt;Kau ade buat salah? Ade eh? Tu pasal kau feel guilty kan? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;KENTAL NAK MAMPOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gi tanam muke kau dalam tanah sudah lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;Dah berani jadi macam adult, baru bobual ngan aku la.&lt;br /&gt;Childish nak mampos.&lt;br /&gt;Kau masih stuck kat zaman dulu-dulu pe sia kutok-kutok pat blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JANGAN NAK ACT BAIK DEPAN AKU LA. TAG MACAM BUDAK BAIK.&lt;br /&gt;BELAKANG PERANGAI MACAM TAIK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People macam kau,&lt;br /&gt;(Sape terase tu sua kau peh pasal eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXTINCT DARI DUNIA PUN CANTIK AH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-5600281037901982239?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5600281037901982239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=5600281037901982239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5600281037901982239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5600281037901982239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/gth-d.html' title='Gth :D'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SoF2v-9vbDI/AAAAAAAAAkM/1Mc5NKurDo4/s72-c/A_little_bird_told_me__Peanuts_by_lev_en.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-901528378574013461</id><published>2009-08-09T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:07:30.230+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='462 days'/><title type='text'>Fever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sn5x9Zw12ZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/05xveCrIVKQ/s1600-h/Fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sn5x9Zw12ZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/05xveCrIVKQ/s320/Fireworks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367853105573910930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Macam bunga on fire. HAHA :D "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So everyone knows what day today is. If you don't know. Go screw yourself mate. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 44th birthday, SINGAPORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being in your country. I love you, singaporeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday, i stayed home till about 9pm. Then headed out to meet baby at my bus stop. He came at 0930pm. Pffft. He had to settle some "problems" Ok la. Haha. Bagi chance. Then bumped into fehrin. Took 28 to Tmart. Feh went to 7-11 to get rokok. Then walked to SC. There was, ful, mat, qeen, dol and ray. So yeah. I wasn't in my best moods also. Cause my stomach was giving me problems due to menses. Dayumn.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i had my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apple pie&lt;/span&gt;. Yumyum :DD&lt;br /&gt;They played card games, ride mat's motor, talk, laugh etc etc. Alip came around 11 plus. Chit chatted for awhile. 12 plus we headed back home. Took 291 with baby and feh. I kept wanting to puke everytime i smelled rokok smoke. Tskk. Baby was kind enough to tepok my back. Haha. Air pun i very choosy. Tak nak minum gassy. Last-last, lantak lah kau. Minum je. Dah haus. Abeh nak buat ape. Haha. Pastu, nak muntah. Bagus. Last-last, makan ice. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby didn't sent me all the way up. He sent me sampai lift je. Then once reached home. Pekik sane pekik sini. Macam tak aman seh pat rumah. Like wth ah. Aku balek da nak kat kol 1 pun takde orang kesah. So, whatever gitu lor. Haha. Talked to baby on fb. Then messaged with him for awhile. Then i slept. Cause i took my medications and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i don't know if i'm going out. Cause my stomach is still in pain. And baby is not feeling good also. So yeah. Anything, i'll update soon.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAUSE THE TRUTH IN YOUR EYES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saying you'll never leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-901528378574013461?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/901528378574013461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=901528378574013461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/901528378574013461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/901528378574013461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/fever.html' title='Fever.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sn5x9Zw12ZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/05xveCrIVKQ/s72-c/Fireworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3213491525483812121</id><published>2009-08-08T16:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:53:43.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='461 days'/><title type='text'>The show.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sn03ck5dGNI/AAAAAAAAAj8/BtOrGqPkJ6Q/s1600-h/Dead_STRESSED_by_megoboom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sn03ck5dGNI/AAAAAAAAAj8/BtOrGqPkJ6Q/s320/Dead_STRESSED_by_megoboom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367507294976022738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" I wish, everything will go away. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;School.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I've been very tired every single day when i get home from school. Emotionally and physcially drained out from studying. All my tests are completed. Thank god. Psychiatric test was a killer. Luckily i did memorize all my definations by heart. If not, i'm sure gonna get killed. Haha. BCLS is around the corner. Hopefully i can kill it within the 1st attempt. Haha. Madam M is going to take us. I die. Sure one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mdm M: You wait and see i make sure i take you for BCLS.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha. Sure-sure teacher. No problem.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm M: Yah. No problem. I'll make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Not scared. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mati la aku. ROFL. Friends has been a great help when i'm sick. Offering their jackets to me. Aww. Haha. Thanks classmates (:&lt;br /&gt;Zee best!&lt;br /&gt;Other then that, i'm only due for behavioural science project which is gonna get up and going on monday. My psychiatric project is done. And i'm happy with it. Thats all i guess. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;They have been great. I love them. Not giving me any problems. Haha. Where can you get this type of friends? Heh heh. Some of them, their birthdays are around the corner. And i know i cannot afford to remember to wish them, but if i don't, here's a birthday wish to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy __ birthday ____ (:&lt;br /&gt;May you succeed in everything you do.&lt;br /&gt;Insyaallah panjang umor, murah rezeki.&lt;br /&gt;Jadi anak yang soleh/solehah.&lt;br /&gt;Study hard and become someone successful in life.&lt;br /&gt;And may you be blessed with happiness, wealth, love and health always.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;May allah bless you on your wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;Have fun! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Insert appropriate age &amp;amp; name. )&lt;br /&gt;So, the above wish goes out to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7th august: Helmi Effendy. 18 years old.&lt;br /&gt;13th august: Saifullah. 18 years old.&lt;br /&gt;14th august: Riyana and renuka. 18 years old.&lt;br /&gt;19th august: Danial Asyraf. 17 years old.&lt;br /&gt;22th august: Atikah. 19 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. In advanced and belated :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Relationship&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Things have been going great. There were a few moments of ups and downs. But still, we always pull through. Thanks you for sacrifising your sleep for me yesterday so that you can send me to school. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is indeed very sweet of you.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. And thanks for the day yesterday. For the cuddles and warmth and everything else (:&lt;br /&gt;And thank you also for being my pillar of strength. For helping me out with my problems. Helping me cope with my stress. How can i ever find someone else like you?&lt;br /&gt;It has been 15 months already. Thats great isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Everything we've been through and stuff. Its all worth it and i don't regret a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for everything. Hoping to meet you today. You know my reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Sheesha day nak boys day out je eh? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Can, no problem. WITH subject to approval of sheeqeen. Heh heh heh :DDD&lt;br /&gt;*Evil laughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you baby, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In a closing note&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I think thats about it. I'll be watching the hangover as soon hannah montana finishes at 1730. Haha. I'm having terrible cramps but i still wanna meet babylove.&lt;br /&gt;Because i have my own reasons why (((:&lt;br /&gt;Till next post. Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO NURANNISA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please sedara, take care of your health. Tekejot berok aku biler aku dapat message daripada munirah yang kau pengsan. Aiyoo. You better rest eh. Don't go out ni semua. Eat your medications, EAT FOOD! Don't starve yourself. And please, don't go near to people who smoke.&lt;br /&gt;Aku sayang kau. Aku tak nak kau sakit. Ok?&lt;br /&gt;You've been missing out on alot of lessons and i'm scared you cannot make it for exams. Please.&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of your health. Nanti aku korek kau nye jub baru tau.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anything sepak dahi kau and i'll be there (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE YOU SEDARA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIFE IS A MAZE AND LOVE IS A RIDDLE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know where to go, can't do it alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-3213491525483812121?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3213491525483812121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=3213491525483812121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3213491525483812121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3213491525483812121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/show.html' title='The show.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sn03ck5dGNI/AAAAAAAAAj8/BtOrGqPkJ6Q/s72-c/Dead_STRESSED_by_megoboom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-2730959887426690374</id><published>2009-08-06T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T00:54:27.983+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='459 days'/><title type='text'>Before it gets out of control.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Snm2ze0z9uI/AAAAAAAAAj0/H3eCSk5qHLM/s1600-h/Don__t_Mess_With_Me_by_MissOddity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Snm2ze0z9uI/AAAAAAAAAj0/H3eCSk5qHLM/s320/Don__t_Mess_With_Me_by_MissOddity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366521426552813282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Bloody am serious. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, i don't know whats your problem with me. Don't spew out nonsense about my boyfriend. If he has done anything to you, can come and confront me or just give me your link to a blog or whatever and i'll read it from there. Settle macam adult ah. Zaman biler mau kutok-kutok?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if i found out who you are, please ensure:&lt;br /&gt;- you're not asthmatic.&lt;br /&gt;- you're not a faint hearted.&lt;br /&gt;- you're not someone who easily cry.&lt;br /&gt;- you're not someone who is WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;- you're someone who complains to other people or call your parents/siblings whatever to come and beat me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a shit. Seriously. You dare speak of me or my boyfriend. You dare face the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE STORY UNTRUE, thats it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to malukan me? Want to malukan my boyfriend. Go ahead. I welcome you to say whatever you wanna say. You wanna say he's a flirt, say la. No effect luh babe (:&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I know my own boyfriend. I know his limits. And he knows his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like i said, if he has done something wrong with you. Hurt your feelings in the past of whatever sappy story you can come up with. Just come and talk to me. I'll be your listening ear. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think twice before messing around with me.&lt;br /&gt;A warning i'm giving out to everyone. Not only you.&lt;br /&gt;You mess with me, be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;I'm one cold hard bitch when it comes to my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;You wanna start a war, i'll bring on the guns.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, one FALSE story.&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be the last time you'll ever want to destroy someone elses relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please, even if you are JEALOUS for whatever pathethic reasons you can come up with.&lt;br /&gt;Don't make up stories in your blog la. IF YOU HAVE ONE LAH EH.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be such a desporado can?&lt;br /&gt;Going for all the guys in year 2. IF YOU HAVE BEEN LAH EH.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Serious shit man.&lt;br /&gt;Grow up. Acting so immatured.&lt;br /&gt;Macam gini nak jadi nurse? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU ARE ONE LAH EH.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i type long-long also, you're still gonna polute my blog with your " true stories ".&lt;br /&gt;So, once you've decided to tell me the whole TRUE story or still wanna continue with your " true stories ".&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome anytime here ok. Haha. I'll layan you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL THE WAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-2730959887426690374?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2730959887426690374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=2730959887426690374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2730959887426690374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2730959887426690374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/before-it-gets-out-of-control.html' title='Before it gets out of control.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Snm2ze0z9uI/AAAAAAAAAj0/H3eCSk5qHLM/s72-c/Don__t_Mess_With_Me_by_MissOddity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-902166402690685080</id><published>2009-08-01T13:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:28:06.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='453 days'/><title type='text'>Tired and agitated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SnPPi_caPaI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gJxUhcDqsP8/s1600-h/nurse+cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SnPPi_caPaI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gJxUhcDqsP8/s320/nurse+cartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364859781181488546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" We are why people today are still alive.&lt;br /&gt;Happy nurses day 2009 :D "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Hello people. A quick update and i'm gonna start on my psychiatric revision. Test on monday. Hell the what. Haha. So tiring. So stressing. Arghh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Monday.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came early cause we thought our napfa test is in the morning. But it was in the afternoon -.-" Haha. So, we went back to class and starwars teach us behavioural science. Which nobody listened to her. Haha. I pity her. Seriously. But anyways, after that, we had an hour break. Then practical lesson. Then an hour break again -.-" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We had napfa. 2.4 km run was horrible. Haha. I hate the route. It sucks. Nyahaha. I love my position :DD Then we did the 5 stations, i have to totally redo my standing broad jump. Cause i did all my other stations plus running with just my socks then my feet was in pain and everything. So, HAHA. Ok. After that, had shower then met baby, ate at KFC and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Tuesday.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started class at ONE. Haha. I am so happy. Lol. Met renuka otw to school. So we both went up to the sixth floor cause i wanted to meet baby since he already ended school. And he he said he'll wait for me to come then he will go and meet ful. Haha. So, me and renuka found a spot to sit then came baby, man, alif, wafir and rio. They played cards. As usual. Then helmi and liyana came. Then talk talk laugh laugh. Headed off to psychiatric lesson. Yes. FOUR HOURS OF IT. Haha. I had fun disturbing mdm M. She's so funny :D Then had PCB at five. Then went home with renuka. Talked to her about some stuffs. Hee. Took 31. Went to small macs to get myself a apple pie. Then met baby, ful and fehrin. Sent ful to the bus stop then walked back to my block then fehrin left us. So me and baby slacked then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby had BCLS. Haha. He look so cute wearing smart pants. Padehal he was supposed to wear track pants. Ok. Sure. Haha. We took 38 to simei mrt station. Then walked with alot of people. But me and baby seperated with them for awhile. Cause he went to do something. HAHA. Then we were joined by mira, man, is, a girl, helmi and liyana. Walked to school. Baby and i talked about some stuffs. About religion. Its cool. Serious. Haha. So, had PCB combine lecture. We did on pregnancy. They showed us videos on cessarian and normal child birth. So cool. Haha. Then, after the lecture, my class had to stay cause of something. Then there was a exchange of words between nabil and wafir. Stupid actually. Headed for behavioural science lesson. Then had break till 1530. I studied during my break time. Then had PCB practical. Then done with school. Waited for baby to finish BCLS with liyana, mira, helmi, man, wafir and rio. Blahblahblah. Walked to simei. Bus-ed back then yeahhhh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Thursday.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had PCB practical in the morning. We did on babies. Haha. Then had break. Studied on my behavioural science test. After break we headed to MLT for our test. Surprisingly, it was damn easy. I swear, i didn't even memorize on alcholism. But i still can answer. HOW COOL IS THAT?! Haha. After that, met baby then we went to the kopitiam at simei to eat prataaa :DD Weeee. Prata date. So romantic. Haha!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then slacked for awhile. Went back home. Showered. Prayed. Changed. Met baby at the bus stop around 8 plus coming to 9. Took 293 to tamp jc. Went to SC to lepak with sheeqeen, mat, meer, ful, wan, alip and ray. So fun lepak with them. Haha. Jokers. Left at about 10 plus coming to 11. Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Friday.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby had BCLS again. We wanted to take 38 again but then macam lambat sangat. So we took 31. Then went to cafe one. Baby changed from jeans to track pants. Haha. And he took so long -.-" Lol. Had psychiatric lesson. I took flu medicine in the morning. Then i felt so sleepy and groggy during class that i slept infront of mdm M. Haha. So anyways, PCB theory next. I excused myself from the quiz and slept. I seriously cannot tahan. My head was so heavyyy. And my eyes is also so heavyyy. Walauwei. Haha. So yeah. After school, waited for helmi to finish class cause i was supposed to talk to him about something. In the end, helmi, wafir, man and myself went to cafe one to get something to eat. I saw berlyyy. Lovelove :D&lt;br /&gt;After that, i head back up to level six where the boys went to level five. I sat with alif. Saw kinah, nisha and hakim. Then waited for the other 3 boys to come back. Baby came with nabil. Then blahblahblah. They came. Liyana came. I accompanied liyana to the toilet. Mira ended school early. Sat around for awhile to accompany nabil till he goes to class. Then walked to simei. WAH SEH PEH PANAS! Haha. I should have taken 31 -.-" So, instead of 38, i took the train back. Faster. Cannot tahan. Head so heavy also. They bounced back. So they accompanied me till tampines. Walked back home so fast. Went to the toilet, wash up, slepttttt. Haha. Woke up at 5 plus. Texted with baby then call him. He went to mat's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayed, ate, changed, went out. Took 28 to mat's house. Met up with baby, meer, ful and ray. Then a few minutes later came sheeqeen and mat. Haha. We played this game called 99. Its damn fun i tell you. Haha. Then played double dare. Super funny! Haha. They did all this dares. Omg. Haha. Super funny yet super sick. Lol. But its damn hilarious and also it made my day. Serious :D Then meer went back home and mat went to pick up wan. Alip came soon after. They sang, dance, played more card games and stuff. Its damn fun i tell you. Haha. Here's a video of ful, baby, ray and wan dancing/or whatever you call it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mhaDYXL0B0Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;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/mhaDYXL0B0Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" 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;Haha. Headed back home around 1130 plus i think. Reached home, bathe, ate, read my book then slept. Cause baby didn't message or call me, so i know he already slept :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks guys for the day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Saturday, today.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going out. I need to revise on my psychiatric notes. I haven't even started!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And please people, don't say that even i don't study i'll get an A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i sometimes don't get that lucky. Really.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I really have to go. Update more soooooooooooon ok.&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned please. Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello baby! Haha. 4th is coming soon. You know i know. Haha. You know what i want. So please remember it ok. Hehehehehe. I love you. Thanks for being such a sweetheart for this past week. Ok, for all the time we've been together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you, for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that always ok? Weeee~&lt;br /&gt;We should go prata dating again. So fun. Haha. Seeing you gobble down the prata in one whole bite. *Shivers*&lt;br /&gt;Haha. You're at your cousin place now. Please get rests ok. You always seem tired this past few days. And i'm worried. Drink lots of water. Don't fall sick! If not who's gonna take care of me. Haha. I'll see you in two days time! Get ready for your phase test on the 4th tau. Make sure look like smart giler ok. Haha. And do something different to your hair. And remember our deal. *Kening naiknaik*&lt;br /&gt;Next friday, avatar date day ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I guess i'm done with everything. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;Please, people. DON'T ATTRACT ATTENTION AT MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, you're boring me. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Please, even if you want to. DON'T BOBUAL KELING AH. STOPPIT SIA.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. If i'm ugly, you're uglier.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don't have a bf and you're going for someone who doesn't even know you exist. What more, calling him your HUSBAND!&lt;br /&gt;Get a life, loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now i'm really done. Weeee~&lt;br /&gt;Ps; people should start thinking what they wanna say before they actually say it and then ask some other people why i'm not talking to them. Cause the reason why i'm not talking to you is because of what you said. You hypocrite!&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LIKE THAT BOOM BOOM POW,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Them chickens jackin' my style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-902166402690685080?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/902166402690685080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=902166402690685080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/902166402690685080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/902166402690685080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/08/tired-and-agitated.html' title='Tired and agitated.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SnPPi_caPaI/AAAAAAAAAjs/gJxUhcDqsP8/s72-c/nurse+cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-5528655399332899388</id><published>2009-07-26T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:57:05.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='447 days'/><title type='text'>My sassy boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Smv69ZhsAqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/f8leXnOU3Cw/s1600-h/MySassyGirlLarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Smv69ZhsAqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/f8leXnOU3Cw/s200/MySassyGirlLarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362655714045854370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" If we never see each other again, and you're out walking one day.&lt;br /&gt;And you feel a certain presence beside you, that will be me.&lt;br /&gt;Loving you, where ever i am. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bloody in love with this movie. Its really nice. Very romantic. Second best next to twilight. Hehe. I want to buy the DVD! So that i can watch it over and over and over again. Seriously, for those of you who haven't watch it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WATCH IT LA ABEH TUNGU APE LAGI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yes, eventhough the movie was like last year, but still. Nice seh. I cried while the part they were supposed to meet under this tree the following year on the same date and the same time, then when he read the letter the girl sent to her, i cried :(&lt;br /&gt;Awww. So touching. Haha. Ok shut up. Whatever, i have a weak heart. Thanks so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, its already sunday. I don't know if i have naphfa test tomorrow. Kinah just mentioned it to me. So, nevermind la. I just bring my P.E baju. Have tukar, don't have then don't have lor. Haha. Err, other than that, i don't know what to say. But this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Smv8diW_4oI/AAAAAAAAAjk/wBJA63BpCYg/s1600-h/amirah+amran+love..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Smv8diW_4oI/AAAAAAAAAjk/wBJA63BpCYg/s200/amirah+amran+love..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362657365684380290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Happy 18th birthday amirah amran! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will have a blast on your day today.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, there will be alot of wealth, happiness and of course, full of love.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga panjang umor yeah huns.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;♥ you! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow! I'm giving you a little some-some to remind me by. Weee~&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my friend and also my listening ear dear.&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray that your life will turn out fabulous one day with you being a successful woman and leading a happy life with the ones you love.&lt;br /&gt;Take care dear.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Once again, happy birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I think thats about it. I doubt i'm going out today. I really need to memorize my BEH. If not i'm really gonna die. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHETHER WE'RE TOGETHER OR APART,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll always be the man of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-5528655399332899388?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5528655399332899388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=5528655399332899388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5528655399332899388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5528655399332899388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-sassy-boy.html' title='My sassy boy.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Smv69ZhsAqI/AAAAAAAAAjc/f8leXnOU3Cw/s72-c/MySassyGirlLarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1297108615764013509</id><published>2009-07-25T13:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:13:32.562+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='446 days'/><title type='text'>Hypocrites.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SmqZYptoaPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/t-CGM0IN9EI/s1600-h/Tulip_Still_Life_II_by_aimeelikestotakepics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SmqZYptoaPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/t-CGM0IN9EI/s200/Tulip_Still_Life_II_by_aimeelikestotakepics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362266955131152626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Still life. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello avid readers. Haha. Ok, so here is how my week went.&lt;br /&gt;(Sure, fine. Whatever. ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school has been alright. I've started on my revisions for behavioural science test and also on psychiatric. These two tests are coming up pretty soon. Arghh. And i just gotten my behavioural science project and we're doing on sociological influences related to health and illness. Something like that lah hor. Haha. Our teacher asked us to form our own study group and stuff. Blahblahblah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, what exciting news do i have in store for you guys? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Smqa11wQSwI/AAAAAAAAAjM/UDVVW9dv4b4/s1600-h/qaqa..JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Smqa11wQSwI/AAAAAAAAAjM/UDVVW9dv4b4/s200/qaqa..JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362268556091214594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 18th birthday nur'atiqah bte ismail! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Hopefully you had a blast on your birthday. Sorry your present has to be belated.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things has been happening and so on. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hope you'll pass your motor license soon.&lt;br /&gt;And don't fail prac 1 like lin did. Haha. Jangan jadi macam domino sudah. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Once again, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;May you grow and be someone succesfull someday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;21st july 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Smqb8lFu-QI/AAAAAAAAAjU/QXClpxkpxTo/s1600-h/sakinah.+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Smqb8lFu-QI/AAAAAAAAAjU/QXClpxkpxTo/s200/sakinah.+.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362269771388614914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 18th birthday nur sakinah bte jaffar :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Wahh. Dah besar seh anak mak. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;May allah bless you with happiness, wealth and strength.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had fun on your birthday. And sincere apologies for the late gift.&lt;br /&gt;Its coming soon. Not to worry ok. You know what i've been through and i hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, study hard and don't always give up on yourself. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Do continue to talk more (: Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And i hope and pray you'll be a successful woman in the future.&lt;br /&gt;I  ♥ you, bestfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd july 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday to zymah too! Sorry lah hor no picture. She's in overseas leh.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Come back soon! :(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;22nd july 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday right, during psychiatric lesson, madam mages didn't take us cause she had to do the BCLS thing with the WDA class. So, miss su took our class uh. Then right, these two guys name lokman and wafir told miss su that they wanted to go to the toilet. Then right, this lokman go and panjat the lockers to see our class from the top. Haha. Miss su saw and she asked them to write this letter. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So stupid sia those two boys. LOL.&lt;/span&gt; We gave lokman some ideas on what to write ah. We said, if he ever did it again, they can send him to boys home la, jail la, kena reprimandet la. Haha. Stupid stuff uh. But its funny. Haha. Ok. Then after that we had PCB. We had this game and my team " orang pulau " super pathethic i tell you. Haha. In the end, we took more sweets then we were supposed too :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yesterday also, i went back home with MTAK. And we talked things out and had fun along with it. Haha. I don't know why i'm telling you this also. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;I  ♥ my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh, nabeel wanted to kenal-kenal with riyana. Haha. And she seems happy. Good job nabeel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And lastly, yeah, regarding my post title. Haha. I solemly swear that i hate hypocrites. Damn motherballs. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;And to kau, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what the bloody hell did i ever do to you?&lt;/span&gt; When you had trouble i helped you and now you're like this? Some friend you are. Haha. And fyi, even if dier nye thoughts macam gitu, as a FRIEND, you shouldn't agree but advice. BACIN! Eee. Aku benci kau sepenuh hati seh. Lain kali, kalau kau nak cari sape-sape untuk jadi kekasih kau, JANGAN CARI AKU LAGI AH!&lt;br /&gt;And to another kau, you bloody person. I hate you to the core. Even when i'm dying i'm not gonna forgive with whatever shit you have done to me ah. Seriously. Ape kau dapat sia buat ni semua? Arghh. Moron. I don't know why i even regard you as my friend even after you know what i'm going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOODY HYPOCRITES. BURN IN HELL AH EH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Wahhhhhhhhhhh. I feel so much better now. Seriously. Haha. Thank you blogger (:&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, i think imma go now.&lt;br /&gt;No BQ today. Whatever i wanted to say do boyfriend has been said and done on friday.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T KNOW HOW LONG ITS GONNA TAKE TO FEEL OK,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But i know i had the best day, with you today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1297108615764013509?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1297108615764013509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1297108615764013509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1297108615764013509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1297108615764013509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/hypocrites.html' title='Hypocrites.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SmqZYptoaPI/AAAAAAAAAjE/t-CGM0IN9EI/s72-c/Tulip_Still_Life_II_by_aimeelikestotakepics.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-5313805609152506957</id><published>2009-07-19T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T14:05:11.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='440 days'/><title type='text'>No boundaries,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SmKtWcldHWI/AAAAAAAAAi8/E1tJiQwa-V4/s1600-h/__Walking_away___by_Amiba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SmKtWcldHWI/AAAAAAAAAi8/E1tJiQwa-V4/s200/__Walking_away___by_Amiba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360037107666328930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" So here i am still holding on. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Haha. Its sunday. Two days later is my deadline for my project draft and i have not even started on it. Mdm mages is so gonna kill me. Haha. I think i'm planning to do on panic disorder and agoraphobia. Do you know what is that? I have no idea either. Haha. But what i know is that i can make up two diagnosis about it and it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Panic disorder related to anxiety.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Agoraphobia related to anxiety disorder.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So yeah. I have to do alot of research about this. And i have no time left. Thou my deadline for the project is next month on the 13th, i have to show her my draft by tuesday. Tskk. And i still have a two tests, no wait, scrap that, three tests to study. Oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough about studies. Well, yesterday, the thought of going to see harry potter and the half blood prince backfired cause baby macam tak suke gitu. So i didn't go. I love him. And i'm willing to sacrifise for him (:&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, mama and adik went to shaw house. I was at home with my kakak sedare. I watched the movie online. The same time they watched the movie at shaw house. Haha. Then we challenged each other see who will finish the movie first. Rofl. You know, i think i rate the movie 3.5/5. I don't really get the story. Cause they never say why draco malfoy was the one chosen to kill dumbledore. I don't know if snape is with who. I don't know who's that hairy guy who looks like the guy who looks like a demon who supposedly has a horn but his horn was like studded. The red demon guy in the movie. I forgot his name. HAHA. Ok, whatever. Anyways, its not that good. I mean, theres not alot of action. Of all the harry potter's movie, i like order of the phoenix the most cause it has alot of action. Haha. Ok, whatever with harry potter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW MOON NEW MOON! I CAN'T WAIT! COME FASTER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i think i really have to get on with my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kimberly ann chander, thanks for the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mastura, thanks for yesterday and today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank you harry potter for actually not wasting my almost three hours watching you and the rest of the crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheeqeen dear, feel better soon ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my girls (:&lt;br /&gt;I love my baby more ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dearest wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello you.&lt;br /&gt;You are probably still at masjid sultan listening to the syarahan. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say, i think everything has been said and done at yesterday's BQ. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i love you. I always have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;" I started believing that i could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But you give me one good reason.&lt;br /&gt;To fight and never walk away.&lt;br /&gt;So here i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still holding on&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nothing more i can ask for is for you to be my side.&lt;br /&gt;Always.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I'm really hoping, every second of every minute of every hour of ever day of every week of every month of every year and if possibly of every forever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You'll change. Not for me, not for us, but for yourself and your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave you. Not until i know you're ready to be on your own.&lt;br /&gt;I'll marry you if i have too if you still haven't change. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i love you dear.&lt;br /&gt;Always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;Mwah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND WHEN YOU LOOKIN' AT ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanna get all sentimental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-5313805609152506957?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5313805609152506957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=5313805609152506957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5313805609152506957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5313805609152506957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-boundaries.html' title='No boundaries,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SmKtWcldHWI/AAAAAAAAAi8/E1tJiQwa-V4/s72-c/__Walking_away___by_Amiba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4244667976652221692</id><published>2009-07-18T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:44:14.793+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='439 days'/><title type='text'>Shitheads,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SmFkeU890aI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ZYMBRSjWRWs/s1600-h/9234_7372554916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SmFkeU890aI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ZYMBRSjWRWs/s200/9234_7372554916.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359675503730872738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" People find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong then right. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello avid readers. I'm here once again to talk about my week. Haha. How boring or wonderful it was. You know, this week seems to pass by very fast. Haha. I didn't realise that today is saturday when i thought i woke up late for school and when my mum told me it was saturday. Pfft -.-" Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, my week has been fine, alright (:&lt;br /&gt;Classes has been ok. I've managed to actually understand most of my topics. Haha. Behavioural science two test is coming up. And i still don't get most of the topics. I don't know what to study also. But what the heck. Haha. Anyways, psychiatric test is coming up also :(&lt;br /&gt;So many tests coming up. And i have projects to hand in also. Aiyoo. So stressful. Haha. And i thought 2.2 would be much slackful cause our time table simply rocks. Haha. But, nevertheless, we should not complain and get on with our lives and you know what la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*I actually don't have a clue with what i'm saying. Oh well. Who cares right?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Anyways, other then studies and school, relationship has been fine. We had some rough times in between. But things always will turn out fine one way or another. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby has been stressed about a couple of things in his life. And i'm so proud of him for taking his stresses well. With his friends being around and me around as his stress relievers, i'm sure his gonna cope fine with his life.&lt;br /&gt;*Big smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching harry potter and the goblet of fire. Pfft. Boring. Haha. OHOH! I'm watching harry potter and the half blood prince together with my mom and brother at shaw house later. Haha. CAN'T WAIT CAN'T WAIT! I've read the reviews and i heard that its better then the goblet of fire. Well, i'll be the judge of that la ok. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i end this post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 18th birthday muhammad safwan.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a blast yesterday with your friends and loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;See you around in school and on the 31st if you're coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr muhammad nabeel, get well soon ok.&lt;br /&gt;Take your medications regularly and get lots of rest and also don't smoke too much.&lt;br /&gt;Its not a good way to get better. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, not fogetting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sakinah jaffar and faridah azman, thank you for that day.&lt;br /&gt;Love you girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And alsoooo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ally macam toot. Dah dapat phone tak message. Pfft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To ever so loving bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello (: Its been a long time since i've made a BQ for you. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, times have changed. Things are getting better for us. Nomore stupid people trying to steal me away from you and nomore stupid people trying to steal you away from me. Hehe. I feel very much in peace right now. My soul and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dear for the time spent yesterday. For you coming to school early in the morning just to accompany me even if your class starts at 0930. For me having to wait for you to end your class so that we could follow our plan but our plan backfired cause mama tak kerja. And for us getting into a arguement but you calmed yourself down for you and for me. And for me trying very hard in my own will and power to make you happy again. And for you accompanying me to seletar to get my brother and dad's baju kurung. And for you being so patient with me throughout the entire journey. And for you being so loving to tolerate my nonsense. For you trying to keep awake thou you're very tired. For you making me feel loved and cared and happy at the end of the day. For you making me feel satisfied with everything. For you just being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can i not love you cause you deliberately waste your friday when you know you can go home to your bed and sleep like nobodys business but there you were following me everywhere i go and taking care of my needs and wants. &amp;amp;Also, thank you for belanjaing me food on thursday cause i didn't have any cash with me. It was so thoughtful of you thou we both weren't in a good mood but you still cared. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you taslim. Not some other strangers out in the streets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one can take care of my needs and wants like you (:&lt;br /&gt;I hope yesterday you feel happy cause i allowed you to smoke more then our promised rate. And i also hope you feel happy that you made me feel satisfied overall.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to be with you again on monday. Lets see what the future has brought for us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Oh, most importantly, i hope you didn't get hurt at pencak yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if you did. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;And also, thank you for messaging my shoulder when it was in pain.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being thoughtful and loving and caring.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i think i should stop. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mwah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHEN I LOOK AT YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My mind goes on a trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4244667976652221692?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4244667976652221692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4244667976652221692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4244667976652221692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4244667976652221692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/shitheads.html' title='Shitheads,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SmFkeU890aI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ZYMBRSjWRWs/s72-c/9234_7372554916.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1884227606110197945</id><published>2009-07-10T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T21:37:40.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='431 days'/><title type='text'>Ikr, :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Slc-mzqtvsI/AAAAAAAAAis/m6z0u_33qf0/s1600-h/new-moon-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Slc-mzqtvsI/AAAAAAAAAis/m6z0u_33qf0/s200/new-moon-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356819118205812418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" can't wait! can't wait! haha :D "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, am sorry for the lack of updates. Been pretty busy with school. So yeah. Haha. Lets see how things went, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day of school. I had behavioural science in the morning. Of course, standard procedure, pegi skola dengan matair. THE ONLY SET BACK IS, baby woke up late -.-" And i had to go to his block and we took a cab down to school. Haha. And baby was so paiseh cause the taxi driver stopped in school and not outside. Nyahaha. So anyways, after behavioural science, i forgot what lesson i had ah. But i ended at six. And i got PSY as my elective. Orang giler pun orang giler lor :)&lt;br /&gt;Home with baby. Lepak skejap then seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby started school at 1030 while i started at 11. So, we met up for breakfast at macs. Haha. Then we were early for school so we sat around. Then baby went toilet for i know what la. Sat with yan and him outside CPT's bench. Then they headed to class, i headed to locker to keep my stuffs. Had lessons and all. Home with baby. As always :)&lt;br /&gt;Lepak and yeah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School. School. School. I finally saw KIMBERLY ANN CHANDER TODAY! Finally someone out from quaratine already ah. Haha. She hugged me liked nobody's business. I like :DD&lt;br /&gt;Ended at five. Baby waited for me. Aww, so sweet. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Thanks helmi and liyana for accompanying him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the morning and going home routine right? So theres not a need for me to say it all the time. Haha. Err, well, i ended early. At 3pm. I went to joo chiat for awhile then went to tampines to meet baby. Settled on some issues. Then we slacked and went home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started in the morning. Went alone. Met renuka at cafe one. Then waited for nana. Then headed to level 5 to take our stuffs. Met qaqa at level 6. Went to PSY lesson. Mdm mages was taking BEH for some classes, so miss su took us for PSY. We did worksheets on schizophernia. -.-" Haha. Then after that had PCB, then ended school for us while baby just started school -.-""&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So, went to meet baby for awhile outside his class + sakinah jaffar and nisha azman and yan _(insert fathers name)_ and hakim _(insert fathers name)_. Haha. Headed down to level 5 to take my bag and discuss about tabbners. Headed to cafe 2. Then after that headed down to B block level 1 bench to do our assignments while waiting for baby to end school. We got into a little misunderstanding, as always :)&lt;br /&gt;This time round, it took alot of hard work to make him happy cause he didn't know what made him sad. Lol. So cute right. Haha. Anyways, worked things out and things got back well soon enough. Went home while baby went to meet beel bakar. Haha. They lepaked till 8. Then i called him and teman-ed him till he reach home. Now, i just got off the phone with him. He going pencak today. I don't like la. Haha. Later he injured. I pity him know. Blue black here all. Tsket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, hoping and praying things won't be so bad for him. Heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suddenly, the world seems to realise nobody likes him :)))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy. Haha. Baby, don't do things that you will regret ok.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, stick to your decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sorry, no BQ today. I'm tired. I'm gonna sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;My lappy batt da nak mati pun. Next update.&lt;br /&gt;I promise.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ps; i can't wait for the 24th and 25th of july. Confirm kecoh again. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, PEOPLE'S BIRTHDAYS ARE COMING. I HOPE I CAN REMEMBER ALL. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;Qaqa, tell me what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Ok thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOMETIMES I WISH I COULD SAVE YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp;Theres so many things that i want you to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1884227606110197945?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1884227606110197945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1884227606110197945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1884227606110197945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1884227606110197945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/ikr.html' title='Ikr, :)'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Slc-mzqtvsI/AAAAAAAAAis/m6z0u_33qf0/s72-c/new-moon-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-9194092778658533054</id><published>2009-07-05T02:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:57:54.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='426 days'/><title type='text'>I tak boleh tidur,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sk-h2GLsHaI/AAAAAAAAAiU/N6Ok7jfsj0M/s1600-h/DSC02944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sk-h2GLsHaI/AAAAAAAAAiU/N6Ok7jfsj0M/s320/DSC02944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354676432711458210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" First you said you won't, then you say you will. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep. I keep rolling on my tummy. My tempat branak hurts. It sucks having menses. But the funny thing is that, it hasn't come, but the pain is already excruciating. Macam nak ma__. Haha. Merepek. Diam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, i went to town with my mom. Accompanied by ally via text. I went to get my school stuff, then accompany mum jalan-jalan. Then waited for brother to come and have dinner then go home. By the time i reached home, i was already hungry -.-"&lt;br /&gt;I have a big appetite but still skinny nak mampos and underweight. Wth right? Haiyaa. What is wrong with me? [Enough self talk.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, i texted with ally again. Then i went to shower and prayers and makan again. Haha. Soon after, baby texted. Then i texted mastura. Thanks babe, (Y)&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sleep after texting baby, but i can't. I'm in pain. Physically and emotionally and whateverly you want to tambah go ahead. Haha. So anyways, i watched re-runs of twilight. Yes, the show that always make me smile. Cause its very romantic. I just wish.. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, in this world. Some people just cannot be trusted. Haha. Damn you balls.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i don't know whats my plan. I'll let y'all know soon ok?&lt;br /&gt;Done (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sk-jqUmFPQI/AAAAAAAAAic/5fX6d6HSMdQ/s1600-h/%E2%99%A5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sk-jqUmFPQI/AAAAAAAAAic/5fX6d6HSMdQ/s320/%E2%99%A5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354678429445078274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 425 days, well belated (:&lt;br /&gt;Its been nice knowing you. Its been nice loving you. Its been nice having you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I have never treasured someone so much in my life before, except for mum and brother and father.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough, we always get into arguements, but hey, we always made it throught the next month! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you know what i've always wanted from you. You know what i really want from you right now. I don't like it, being like this.&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you need to be remembered most of the times, but hey, i'm not giving up on you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to believe that whatever your other ____ said are all true.&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be a changed person. I have faith in you, you know.&lt;br /&gt;Alot.&lt;br /&gt;Its been hard on the both of us, going through emotional rollar coaster rides.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, like you said, all talk no action.&lt;br /&gt;If i can show you action, you must show me action too ok.&lt;br /&gt;We both have flaws. Flaws that need perfection.&lt;br /&gt;" Every second, we're getting older, getting close to dying "&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to die, being an old grumpy man :D&lt;br /&gt;I want you to be an happy old man. Haha. Ok, i tau, i merepek. Takle tidur. Ngantok seh.&lt;br /&gt;Abeh perut sakit, camne :(&lt;br /&gt;I know things aren't good now, but hey, i'm not giving up on you still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna be here, till you're done with me.&lt;br /&gt;Till you campak me in the dustbin. Ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ok, i better stop. Sebelum i makin merepek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you muhammad taslim ali khan bin SA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not forever, eternity. Ok?&lt;br /&gt;Have faith in you, in me, in us love. Thats all i ask.&lt;br /&gt;Mwah (:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it people. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU ARE THE REASON THAT I BREATHE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are the reason that i still believe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-9194092778658533054?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/9194092778658533054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=9194092778658533054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/9194092778658533054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/9194092778658533054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-tak-boleh-tidur.html' title='I tak boleh tidur,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sk-h2GLsHaI/AAAAAAAAAiU/N6Ok7jfsj0M/s72-c/DSC02944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-5964657794079447333</id><published>2009-07-03T16:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T18:44:13.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='424 days'/><title type='text'>Someone to hold,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sk3AnofTrYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/H7T_z6C48Gw/s1600-h/Let_me_hold_you_by_J_R_5_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sk3AnofTrYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/H7T_z6C48Gw/s320/Let_me_hold_you_by_J_R_5_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354147319129550210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Who doesn't long for someone to hold. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello :)&lt;br /&gt;Alright, yesterday, i went to joo chiat. I had fun (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Went home. I watched twilight. Hahaha. Then watched friends. Waited for baby to call me. But he didn't -.-" Haha. Its ok. He had a long day anyway and he's fasting. So i understand why he doesn't call. Haha. 3 more days to meeting him. I can tahan lah. Haha. If i can't tahan now, how liddat if he go NS? Mati aku. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i woke up late. But i feel good. Cause i had a dream. Haha. And i didn't want to wake up from it. Its a very nice dream. I like that dream alot. Alot more then my other dreans cause its really special :)&lt;br /&gt;Ly knows what it is. And she's happy about it also. Pfft. Haha. So anyways, i'm watching doctor 90210 now. I seriously have to find something else to watch. I can't stand another breast transplant or anything to do with breast. Pfft. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, i wanna watch transformers on the net. Then wait till 0530 to watch aavtar the legend of aang. Haha. Then after that, i don't know what to do. We'll see how things goes :)&lt;br /&gt;Alrightt. Thats about it. I want to find new blogskin and upload a new song.&lt;br /&gt;Ok thanks bye! Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] I'M SO FREAKING PISSED! Haha. But now, i'm better. You know. Even if i've used this skin before. The codes can be really damn balls i tell you. But now, its done. I'm contemplated. Haha. Watching two and a half men now.[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you v much. Please. Haha. But i can tahan la. For the goodness of you :)&lt;br /&gt;Chey! See, i understanding. Hehe. Anyways, i hope you're not going pencak today.&lt;br /&gt;*Cross fingers cross toes whatever things i can cross its crossed. Lol*&lt;br /&gt;But i doubt you'll get hurt. Cause you've been good this week. Cause why? Tak jumpe i. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, i hope you'll call me today. You know, macam nak mati gitu. Lucky when you don't call, you text. Haha. If you don't text you'll call.&lt;br /&gt;How can i not love you? Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" If theres a soulmate for everyone "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i found mine, *winks*&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I love you b.&lt;br /&gt;Always do. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Mwah :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I NEED T TRY T GET T WHERE YOU ARE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Could it be you're not that far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-5964657794079447333?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5964657794079447333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=5964657794079447333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5964657794079447333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5964657794079447333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/someone-to-hold.html' title='Someone to hold,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sk3AnofTrYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/H7T_z6C48Gw/s72-c/Let_me_hold_you_by_J_R_5_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4865159554164123088</id><published>2009-07-02T00:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:20:03.013+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='423 days'/><title type='text'>Basic white t,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkuOwdg3LXI/AAAAAAAAAh8/OM0mMOyK_8U/s1600-h/DSC03001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkuOwdg3LXI/AAAAAAAAAh8/OM0mMOyK_8U/s320/DSC03001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353529545267293554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Cause baby, i'll be there. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people. Haha. Ok, tuesday and wednesday, pretty much made my day. Haha. Thank you(s), (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kimberly ann chander is finally back in singapore. Sadly, she has to quarantine herself for 7 days and will only be back in school on wednesday. Pfft. We made up ideas that we'll meet each other then talk through the cup and string phone. Haha. So funny. I miss her :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Yes, NUR SAKINAH BTE JAFFAR TOO.&lt;br /&gt;Ok da.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i have no idea what i'm gonna do. Maybe i'm going to the bank to take money. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I miss my bf.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to meet him soon. If not, takpe. School reopens next week. Can see him everyday of every hour. Haha. Cannot put every minute cause we're not in the same class :(&lt;br /&gt;BUT! I'm hoping both of us gotten oncology. Haha. Yan sebok amek onco juga. Pfft :D Haha. Joking aje lah ye. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkuQjyNPH7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/SRb4rmbLv5g/s1600-h/love.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkuQjyNPH7I/AAAAAAAAAiE/SRb4rmbLv5g/s320/love.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353531526507077554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, i'm watching the bachelor rome. So boring. I don't know what to do. I want to read my book. But theres friends at 1am. Haha. So i think i'm watching friends first then read my book. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;edit&gt;Bf just called. I AM SO ESTATIC.&lt;/edit&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm gone for now. Wanna watch friends.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO BQ.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU SHOWED ME SMTH I COULDN'T SEE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You opened my eyes and you made me believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4865159554164123088?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4865159554164123088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4865159554164123088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4865159554164123088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4865159554164123088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/07/basic-white-t.html' title='Basic white t,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkuOwdg3LXI/AAAAAAAAAh8/OM0mMOyK_8U/s72-c/DSC03001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-7387572157348539077</id><published>2009-06-29T21:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:47:59.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='420 days'/><title type='text'>Sorry,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjKtkDVOQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/oMBkFbL0v68/s1600-h/DSC03128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjKtkDVOQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/oMBkFbL0v68/s320/DSC03128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352751041250408706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Sickkk. Pfft. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello people. Yes, i know. I've been away for quite sometime. I'm sorry. Been busy with work. Haha. So this is how it goes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met baby. Then accompany him to city hall. I went to outram he went to work. So, went to staff clinic to get my clearance. I registered at 1240 plus and they said, morning doctors shift are gonna end so i had to come back at 1400. Pissed off much. Tskk. So, headed to meet miss rahimah. Then after that met mum and grandfather. Went back to the doctors to get the stupid memo. Haha. Then had lunch with mum and grandfather. Then send grandfather then off back home. Rested. I didn't pick baby up. Cause i had to stay home. So, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt; Tuesday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st day back in ward. Got a good welcoming from friends. Haha. Afternoon shift. Went with baby of course. Nothing much happen. Its just that i had to refamiliarize with the place and then i chatted with some of the staffs there. Theres new staffs and old staffs. But still the same loud and noisy ward. Lol. Off at nine pm. Met baby and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning shift. Kinda tiring. Alot of things to be done. Alot of skills i have to find and get my percentage. Haha. I've not been eating well this past few days. I have no idea why. Tskk. And i'm super underweight right now. If it wasn't for my constipated stools in my stomach, i'm only 43.5kg. Nyahaha. So anyways, ended at three. Then went back home. Rest. Pick up baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjG1Pph29I/AAAAAAAAAgk/2NVT0rCAwGk/s1600-h/DSC03100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjG1Pph29I/AAAAAAAAAgk/2NVT0rCAwGk/s320/DSC03100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352746775165918162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjG1ifG4YI/AAAAAAAAAg8/DeoSeJX0Yqw/s1600-h/DSC03099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjG1ifG4YI/AAAAAAAAAg8/DeoSeJX0Yqw/s320/DSC03099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352746780222480770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjG1f9DG1I/AAAAAAAAAg0/yjgJmloJgG0/s1600-h/DSC03105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjG1f9DG1I/AAAAAAAAAg0/yjgJmloJgG0/s320/DSC03105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352746779542756178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjG1Y6xlPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/tD2UrIiVWNw/s1600-h/DSC03101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjG1Y6xlPI/AAAAAAAAAgs/tD2UrIiVWNw/s320/DSC03101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352746777654170866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pictures taken. Got alot more. But malas ah. Haha. Ps; don't mind my pimple. So tak perlu :D So anyways, back home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet baby in the morning but then something happened. So i rushed to work via cab. Then had some mini party with my group mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjMSd-fbXI/AAAAAAAAAhM/eT-qNiPTZx4/s1600-h/DSC03117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjMSd-fbXI/AAAAAAAAAhM/eT-qNiPTZx4/s320/DSC03117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352752774786280818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjMTBC8kxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/bvXW72U_yrE/s1600-h/DSC03123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjMTBC8kxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/bvXW72U_yrE/s320/DSC03123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352752784200209170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjMSzaU8bI/AAAAAAAAAhc/kpw8g6Zkjsk/s1600-h/DSC03120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjMSzaU8bI/AAAAAAAAAhc/kpw8g6Zkjsk/s320/DSC03120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352752780540178866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjMShi4wSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Saq9ahvcRww/s1600-h/DSC03119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjMShi4wSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/Saq9ahvcRww/s320/DSC03119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352752775744241954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bought canadian pizza and cake for the staff and us. Then took pictures had meeting then went off to continue work. Ended at three. Met up with baby at dhoby ghaut. Then headed off to serangoon home. Bought pizza :DDD Haha. Then after that, chilled at home then went to tampines. Then went back home. Then went to as salam with mum and brother. Makan then went home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon shift. Blahblahblah. Nothing much ah. But so, quite tiring. Had to work with mei poh. Haha. So funny and cute la she. So anyways, headed back home at nine then i don't know what i did :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to do replacement. With yee rou and jaime. Then after that went to meet mama then some cocky shit happened lah. Then whatever. Bought food, jalan-jalan. Then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to attend wedding at jurong west. After that headed to JP1 and JP2. Jalan-jalan. Met amirah amran. Ate. Met dad. Jalan-jalan some more. Eat. Then off back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replacement day. Was late. So had to pay back half and hour. Blahhh. Kinda busy in the morning. Sponging didn't end till 12. I'm alone today and tomorrow. Can die. Haha. I had soup for lunch! Omg. Lol. No appetite to eat uh. So anyways, after that was so much of slacking. Then blahblahblah. Headed off to toa payoh after ending my shift. Met mum to do my line. I'm not using the new number yet, using it soon but not yet. Ok. Done. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No BQ today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT AM I GONNA DO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the best part of me is always you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-7387572157348539077?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7387572157348539077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=7387572157348539077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7387572157348539077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7387572157348539077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/sorry.html' title='Sorry,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SkjKtkDVOQI/AAAAAAAAAhE/oMBkFbL0v68/s72-c/DSC03128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3721566587391812853</id><published>2009-06-21T03:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:57:52.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='412 days'/><title type='text'>i lied,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sj02v9vPnOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TpYKxGFY5mw/s1600-h/Down__by_melissalee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sj02v9vPnOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TpYKxGFY5mw/s320/Down__by_melissalee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349492130040487138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" When it knocks you down just get back up, when it knocks you down. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people, :) Haha. Well, this past two days have been great. I've been spending so much time with babylove. Its been totally awesome. Hee. Alright, here's how it went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to pick up babylove again from work. This time round, he was accompanied by yan and nabil. They went smokey-smokey. Had a few laughs here and there. Then went back home by bus. Haha. It was an enjoyable ride. Slacked at my block. Had laughter and fun at the same time. Heh heh heh. Then went back home. Talked to the daim founder, bets and nakayama. Haha. Super fun! Talked about marriage and stuff. Lol. Baby called shortly after. Talked to him for awhile then he slept and so did i :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at home most of the time. Then around night time went to meet baby under the void deck. Haha. Went to BK to eat. Then met nabil, syuk, michelle and some people. I watch them breakdance. Baby layaned nabil and syuk. Haha. No comments on anything or whatever :)&lt;br /&gt;Around 10 we head off. Went to withdraw money to pay back my mum then we slacked at my block. Listen to music. Stare to the clouds. Normal stuff. Haha. 1140 like that we headed back home. Now, chatting with baby. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Yeah, my life revolves around him. So what.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sj09DZiEmxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/lHMeBippplE/s1600-h/aww..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sj09DZiEmxI/AAAAAAAAAgM/lHMeBippplE/s320/aww..bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349499060988713746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ok, sorry about the untidy editing. But whatever. Main thing is, look! He's sad cause i'm sad. Aww. Haha. How can i not love him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy fathers day to all fathers. I love you papa. Eventhough you're not around most of the time. You're still my blood.&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, might be going out to eat. In celebration of fathers day. Other then that, i'll update later. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. No BQ for now. Later ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DON'T TRY TO DENY IT BABY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm the only one for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-3721566587391812853?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3721566587391812853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=3721566587391812853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3721566587391812853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3721566587391812853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-lied.html' title='i lied,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sj02v9vPnOI/AAAAAAAAAf8/TpYKxGFY5mw/s72-c/Down__by_melissalee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3684291452183483822</id><published>2009-06-19T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T02:04:31.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='410 days'/><title type='text'>finally,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sjp6cmZjewI/AAAAAAAAAf0/XIYKxtgjdY4/s1600-h/DSC02930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sjp6cmZjewI/AAAAAAAAAf0/XIYKxtgjdY4/s320/DSC02930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348722139218541314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" I swear its not extensions. My hair GROWS. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppppppppp :) Haha. Ok, its 0135 now. Let me tell you what i did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat home most of the time. In the morning went to serangoon home with mumsie to see grandpa. Read my book. Haha. Yes, breaking dawn. So interesting :)))))&lt;br /&gt;Like i said, i was so interested in my book that i forgot to eat. Yes. I FORGOT TO EAT. Haha. Shut up. I weighed myself before i went out, i was 43.5 KG. Ok. Diam. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;I went to fetch baby from workkkk. Yes! I'm so happy i get to meet him. Haha. Yan was with us for a short time, and then he went home by train. Baby and me took bus back home. It was a fun ride back home i should say. I enjoyed being with him, like finally -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to small macs to buy food since your highness here forgot to eat. Haha. Sat at the top of my block and then we ate. We ate, we laugh, we were happy :)&lt;br /&gt;We slacked for awhile, doing what we do best. Haha. Then off back home. I bath, prayed and began to read my book again until baby text me to come online. So i did and here i am now. Haha. Talking to him makes me happy. Real happy.&lt;br /&gt;So now, i'm chatting with him and atherah. Haha. Had alot of catching up with atherah. Maklomlah, kau mane ingat aku lagi pe. Haha. She fed me new infos, i fed her the same old info. Haha. Whatever, i miss you and the gang :( Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i'm officially done here. Oh, heres something from bitch's blog. I find it so like me. Like what i'm going through right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Aftr all, th broken stones,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Tt were thrown, &lt;strong&gt;fr no good reasons&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Inside, she's loving him still,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Aftr all this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; Though her heart bears th scars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No sign of healing, its all right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;She's loving him still, aftr all th time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trying t push th past away,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still waiting fr th lights t chnge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Try, try fr th sake of their, pride, pride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Learning t barely feel th pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;Thicker th skin th less th strain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp; Though its rlly hurting,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She ain't breaking, breaking, breaking.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" align="center"&gt;'Cause she's loving him still, aftr all this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ok, now i'm officially done. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i don't know what i'll be doing. We'll find out soon enough ayeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy handsome :) Haha. I'm super happy i'm able to meet you yesterday. My world seems happy again. Haha. Thank you for the time spent together. I really treasure it. What more seeing you happy yesterday, really made my day. I'm hoping i can meet you again today. Haha. So that i can make you happy again. Weeee ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BABY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always :) Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, before i membebel bende-bende yang tak perlu, i'll end here.&lt;br /&gt;Mwah :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY TEAS GONE COLD I WONDER WHY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I got out of bed alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-3684291452183483822?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3684291452183483822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=3684291452183483822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3684291452183483822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3684291452183483822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally.html' title='finally,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sjp6cmZjewI/AAAAAAAAAf0/XIYKxtgjdY4/s72-c/DSC02930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4559731401349119181</id><published>2009-06-17T02:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:10:10.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='408 days'/><title type='text'>Bright side,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjfgYNuArOI/AAAAAAAAAfs/yADEA1a6q0c/s1600-h/DSC02905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjfgYNuArOI/AAAAAAAAAfs/yADEA1a6q0c/s320/DSC02905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347989789129878754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" All i ask is for you to care, "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppppppppp :) Ok, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to TTSH to send grandpa for his monthly checkup. And i thought i could go there and at least get a ok go sign from the doctors to resume back work, but, luck wasn't by my side. Pffft! Haha. So i'm stuck at home till the 19th, still. Wah piang. Its gonna be so damn tiring for me. Hais. Anyways, after that, headed to arab street for a quick dinner then off back home.  Babylove called and we talked (:&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy i get to talk to him, hear his voice. Its enough for me. I'm elated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i'm gonna do. I already bought breaking dawn. I'm still halfway through eclipse, ending soon already. So that means after that i'll be starting on breaking dawn. Ok. I don't know what i'm babbling about :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] Well, today, nothing much. I slept kinda late yesterday after crying my heart out. I prayed alot yesterday and it was worth it. My mind was at ease, my heart was at ease, my soul was in peace. I woke up kinda on the late side too. Haha. Around 11 plus. OhEmmGee. Showered. Had my breakfast, ate my medications which i cannot miss in case i get havoc from the people i love. Haha. Watched too much tv. Read my book. I finished eclipse and now i'm starting on breaking dawn. I like the first 50 pages of the book. How stephenie described about the wedding and the honeymoon and how suddenly bella was pregnant. Haha. I stopped there cause project runway caught my eye. So, yupp, that is what i'm watching now. Haha. Aside from that, prayers, eat(which i never forget), helped mum with the chores etc etc. I weighed myself just now and guess what my weight was, 44.5KG only please! OhEmmGee. Haha. Somebody, please give me some fats or some miracle for me to gain weight. Blearghh.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what i'm mumbling. So i think i better stop now :)[/edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To ever so loving bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treasure the message you sent me just now. Your last text message to me. It meant alot to me. It really does.&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how much this means to me. How much i've waited for you to finally feel the way i want you to feel. I'm blessed baby, damn blessed :D&lt;br /&gt;Promise me, you won't give up on us anymore alright? I will be your pillar of strength. I will be the one who will pick you up and give you encouragement when you feel like giving up. I'm here baby, always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you baby, forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To my bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I don't care if you not using BS anymore and concentrating on LJ. I still want my BQ. Do a BQ at LJ and i'll reply here. Haha. Can? Ok. Best. Love you. And you owe me something. I owe you your book. Haha. Whatever. You will have it soon. Ok. Just be patient. Meet me in my dreams and i'll pass it to you. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother about me, i'm mumbling.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAUSE THE TRUTH IN YOUR EYES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saying you'll never leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4559731401349119181?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4559731401349119181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4559731401349119181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4559731401349119181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4559731401349119181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/bright-side.html' title='Bright side,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjfgYNuArOI/AAAAAAAAAfs/yADEA1a6q0c/s72-c/DSC02905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-674098205658513116</id><published>2009-06-15T21:15:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T03:41:53.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='407 days'/><title type='text'>what will it take,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjZJ4LQDgZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/KsJ-K9pHvgE/s1600-h/2e1a752d071b9993d3e7a1f11bd84065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjZJ4LQDgZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/KsJ-K9pHvgE/s320/2e1a752d071b9993d3e7a1f11bd84065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347542836990673298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;" two hearts beating as one. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;edit&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[edit]Ps; a private post has been added to my wordpress. If you wanna know the code, please tag me. If you're worthy, i'll give you the code.&lt;br /&gt;Its 0340am in the morning. I can't sleep. Its bugging me real bad. You don't know how much i've missed you. You don't know how much i yearn for you. If its not for this stupid sickness, i'll be right beside you everyday. But now, i can't. I don't feel you anymore. I don't know ... I love you, dear. Make this pain go away[/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/edit&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supppppppp :) Ok, yet again, another boring post from a boring person. Haha. This is how its being broken down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday and today, i didn't do anything much. Haha. Practically bore myself with movies and tv shows and books and magazines and tons of prayers. Yeah. Mum was working yesterday, so she only got back at around 5 plus. She wanted to go out but then she forgot i was having chicken pox -.-" Pisang betol. Haha. So we stayed home, because of me :D Ok, i feel bad cause of me they all can't go out. Haha. But, they my family, they should understand. I've been in their position when they both get chicken pox too. *kening naiknaik* Baby didn't call me yesterday. He was tired. Its ok (: Haha. But he managed to text me to wish me goodnight and tell me what happened during his day. Awww, so sweet. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, NP is having term break. So me and my brother stayed home. Then headed to serangoon home together with mama. To visit granddad. Baby called :DDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Estatic. Happy. Overjoyed. Full blown. Gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how i felt. Haha. We talked for awhile then he had to go off cause he wanted to shower and pray. So yeap. Haha. After that, i had my 3rd shower -.-" Its so hot in singaporeeee. Tskk. After that, i did my prayers. Cooked dinner for family. Then i went to download songs and convert my movie to ipods suitability. Yeah. While waiting, i watched tv. What else. Haha. Prayers, eat, tv again and here i am now. Boring rightttt. I know. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its 2129. I'm waiting for 2200. Thats where house begins. Yeah. I can't wait to watch house. I've been following it since long time ago. But i don't want to watch the next episods online cause then it'll not be fun if i watch the same episod again. Ok, i don't know what the toot am i babbling about. So, yeah. Before i get into more mumbling, i'll like to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I miss working. Its so much fun then staying at home :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Da. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sweetheart (: I've missed you! Haha. Grr, its been 5 days already. And i'm waiting still for another 5 days then i can finally meet you! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"I don't have the strength to stay away from you anymore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How like that? :( Your pictures, our pictures is the only thing i have now.&lt;br /&gt;Kalau boleh nak record you nye voice sekali. Jadi hari-hari leh dengar. Haha. Ok, i tau. Merepek.&lt;br /&gt;And so, i would like to say to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm here and i love you. I have always loved you and will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Forever = you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you dear. So much. "Borrow" TTSH's PPE gown and come and visit me soon ok? Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Mwah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Ps; autistic kids are so kesian. I merely cried when i see autistic kids get beaten up and spit at just because their different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Till then people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M SCREAMING, I LOVE YOU SO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On my own, my thoughts you can't decode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-674098205658513116?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/674098205658513116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=674098205658513116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/674098205658513116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/674098205658513116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-will-it-take.html' title='what will it take,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjZJ4LQDgZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/KsJ-K9pHvgE/s72-c/2e1a752d071b9993d3e7a1f11bd84065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3930056799428091133</id><published>2009-06-13T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:24:55.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='405 days'/><title type='text'>i'm just a little unwell,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjO4vsWEWZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/oQqQDXw7SMM/s1600-h/eclipse_by_drycleaning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjO4vsWEWZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/oQqQDXw7SMM/s320/eclipse_by_drycleaning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346820312115992978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I'll be back so soon you won't have time to miss me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Look after my heart - I've left it with you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppppppppp (: Alright, another boring day at home. Haha. I'll list down what i did at home. Seriously, i'm warning you. Its damn boring :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I woke up at 5 plus to do my prayers, then after that took my medications and sleep.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mum woke me up at 7 plus to ask me where she kept her golden yellowish baju kurung.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So we hunted for it, together. Haha. Funny, i know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I slept back after finding it. I don't know why i was so tired.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Woke up at 10 plus to shower. HAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched tv, read my book till zohor. Did my prayers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bf called shortly after, aww, i miss him :( Talked to him for awhile. Heh.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that, met mum at the bus stop to pass her shoe cause she said her shoe is spoilt -__-" I had to expose myself to the environment. Sheesh. Haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched more tv. Watch movies. He's not that into you, twilight, hannah montana the movie, fast and furious 4, night at the museum 2 and angels and demons.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In between movies, asar prayers of course.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Showered again cause i wanted to bring down my body temperature. So i had a ice bath.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maghrib, ate my dinner.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read my book again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here i am now, updating this and watching a lot like love (:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Yeppp. Thats pretty much it. BORING KAN! I TAU! Haha. Anyways, since the beginning of my sickness, people are telling me to get well soon and stuff. And i feel so touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;"diyana syahirah; babe. aku rindu lame jokes kau. just takecare of yourself aje okay. about what you miss in sgh or imh, no worries lah. everything will come in nicely as you wanted. tired tu, kau leh letak tepi okayy? takmu risau pasal scores kau and skills seme. kau kan sakit. just bear with the chicken pox tau. aku on behalf of sgh 3 wish kau : GET WELL SOON."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from annisa, my cousin cum schoolmate cum team mate (((: She's the best! Hee. And to miss rahimah and the CI of ward 64, thanks for your caring. I appreciate it alot. Classmates who knew i had this sickness, thanks for your encouragement. Appreciate it alot too. You guys rock! Hehe. To friends, new or old, thanks too for your concern. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May allah bless all your kind heart, amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the two most important people i should be thanking is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;babylove and alysha insyirah.&lt;/span&gt; They have been with me through all my sickness. Haha. Sometimes they also get the sickness, which is sumpah not my fault :D They have been there and always been there. Where ever, when ever, what ever. Chey korang! Haha. Anyways, i think i'm gonna end this post now. I told you its gonna be boring. You guys who listen, good for you. For those who didn't, i hope you receive great happiness or great dissapointness :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To my ever wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for you call. Haha. Waiting patiently. As always. Anyways baby, thank you so much for taking care of me this past few days. I know it has been difficult for the both of us now and then, but aye, we always make it through. Remember, i'm never gonna get better if you don't keep smiling ok? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" You are the reason that i breathe,&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason that i still believe.&lt;br /&gt;No there is nothing that can stop us,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can ever come between us. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this too ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you baby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than anything in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Mwah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To my forever bitching partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALYSHAAAAAAAAAAA :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for your short dedication at your post. And heres yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Dear ally,&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to have found someone like you. And i'm happy and thankful enough that you are happy back once again. Yes, i have been on your back, front, sides, where ever i could possibly cling on to you. Haha. I know that i'm a pain. I'm always in your business. But i do that cause i care, not cause of mere enjoyment to see you suffer. Haha. Betol, tak tipu. You don't have to apologise to me cause you make me worry and all. I totally understand. Haha. You are like that, what can i do? You have problems on your own too but yet you also was there for me when i needed you. Especially when things are low, you're always there to still suck my blood but make me happy. Haha. You said you got my back? You don't even dare to rub calamine lotion on my back lor. Pffft! But still, i lup you bitch. Haha. You always know that, so what for i must say also kan? Haiyeer. Please be happy always ok. It sucks to see you depressed.&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Diyy - your all time bitch :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet kan? BIASA JUGAK. Haha. Lovelove!&lt;/blockquote&gt;So i guess thats it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WITHOUT YOU GUIDING ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm lost and so confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-3930056799428091133?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3930056799428091133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=3930056799428091133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3930056799428091133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3930056799428091133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-just-little-unwell.html' title='i&apos;m just a little unwell,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjO4vsWEWZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/oQqQDXw7SMM/s72-c/eclipse_by_drycleaning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-5688803844586571406</id><published>2009-06-12T22:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:18:17.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='404 days'/><title type='text'>itchy itchy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYBF3HKzrmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KYBF3HKzrmE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppppp (: Haha. Ok, above there *points up* is a official movie trailer of new moon. Yes, the one after twilight. Haha. Its coming to singapore on 20th of November, a friday. I don't care. I'm gonna watch it. I'm gonna drag bf and ally with me. Even if bf is gonna be mad at me for dragging him to watch this kind of movie, i don't care (chey! fake je ok you. heh heh) But i really really wanna watch it. It looks so promising. Haha. And, i'm waiting for harry potter and the half blood prince to come out too. Can't wait! Its next month! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways, been stuck at home. Dead bored. I watched tv. Continued reading my eclipse. Ate alot. Omg. I need to exercise, but i can't stupid sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chicken pox, i hate you. Please go away faster. You're killing me by depreiving me of my holidays. I only have sunday to rest if this continue. So please, go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore, please raise the colour code to orange. So i don't have to pay back so many days. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up. I know i'm selfish, for the second part i mean. Lol. But ayee, pandemic alert turn 6 already. Soon i guess? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to control myself from scratching. Its so damn difficult please. Seriously. Whatever, better get now then when you're old. Even more worst. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm gonna watch re-runs of twilight again ((((((:&lt;br /&gt;You know, robert pattinson, the guy who played edward in the movie, not quite that handsome as i thought he would be. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor lautner, the guy who played jacob black, much more handsome then him.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, he's still dreamy. Can't deny. Just not handsome. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;Ok done.&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;To wonderful bf&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. 8 more days to tahan then can see you. Omg, i'm so gonna hug you till you cannot breathe. Haha. But really, i miss you alot.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;I mean alot. Luckily, you called me earlier on, if not, i don't think i can survive. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;Lagi-lagi you nye prepaid dah low. Aiseyman. Tskk.&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, you're now out. HOPING AND PRAYING THAT YOU AINT PENCAKING today.&lt;br /&gt;You promised me you'll be safe. So, i hope you stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, baby (:&lt;br /&gt;You are my life now.&lt;br /&gt;Mwah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To moronic bestf&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suck. Haha. Forever and always.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;You losing your voice has nothing to do with me ok. Balls :D&lt;br /&gt;Lupchew.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;You're still depressed. Sick freak. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Smile always. You suck when you're not happy. Ok thanks.&lt;br /&gt;And don't get angry so much la. Think funfair or what? Later got grey hair/white hair then you know. Rofl.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thanks, bye.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE ME, HATE ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Say what you want about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-5688803844586571406?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5688803844586571406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=5688803844586571406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5688803844586571406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5688803844586571406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/itchy-itchy_12.html' title='itchy itchy,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6716467598372000110</id><published>2009-06-11T12:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T12:43:16.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='403 days'/><title type='text'>i'm not crazy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjCGYv8D-DI/AAAAAAAAAfM/bRglWNpu3xA/s1600-h/imnotwell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjCGYv8D-DI/AAAAAAAAAfM/bRglWNpu3xA/s320/imnotwell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345920517432145970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" 39 degress and counting. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supppppppp homs (: Yeah, i know. Most probably y'all should be thinking why am i not at work. Well, the answer is in the picture above, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm not well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. I'm down with high fever and well, not flu babi, but flu ayam. No. Its not bird flu. That'll be called flu burung alysha. Haha. I have chicken pox. Arghh. So damn frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;10 days of mc. Die la. My IMH posting gets burned. My holidays will get burned too. Haiyaa. Nevermind. Beats having to retain and go to april intake batch (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i'm only updating cause i'm waiting for the video to be sent. I wanna watch twilight over and over and over again. Till i memorize each and every line. Haha. My head is spinning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like i'm in antartica. My body is aching. My body is itching but not that bad. My lips are cracking and i'm feeling hungry. Hahahahaha. Nothing much to update i guess. I'll just slowly rot at home while wishing to recover faster so that i don't have to burn my whole week of holidays. Gahh. I'm gonna watch he's not into you now. I'll be doing movie marathon i guess. My life is so miserable. Tskk :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want my baby now.&lt;br /&gt;Can someone please don him PPE and let him come visit me?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there won't be blockquotes. I'll do it tomorrow ok? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU ARE MY PRESENT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And your future too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6716467598372000110?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6716467598372000110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6716467598372000110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6716467598372000110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6716467598372000110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-not-crazy.html' title='i&apos;m not crazy,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SjCGYv8D-DI/AAAAAAAAAfM/bRglWNpu3xA/s72-c/imnotwell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8608723393305470248</id><published>2009-06-07T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:10:25.541+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='399 days'/><title type='text'>apple in my hands,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SitvGEMibcI/AAAAAAAAAfE/QDTZZ70gqSo/s1600-h/twilight1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SitvGEMibcI/AAAAAAAAAfE/QDTZZ70gqSo/s320/twilight1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344487532801453506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The talking came earlier." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I groaned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"What did you hear?" His gold eyes grew very soft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You said you loved me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You knew that already," I reminded him, ducking my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It was nice to hear, just the same." I hid my face against his shoulder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I love you," I whispered. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You are my life now," he answered simply.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that so sweet of whatttttttttt. Damn. Haha. Alright yo. Its sunday today. I had to go to the doctors in the morning. Well, lets just say that things aren't going my way, nor is it going any other peoples way except His way. Haha. Get what i mean? No? Well, too bad ah. Sucker. Haha. Ok, shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby went to mat's kenduri just now. I was worried at first, but then, i think i have more important things to worried about now. Yeah. I'm sure baby will understand. Haha. He has too. If not, i'll deal with him personally. Nyahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cam paham je (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhats, what i'm about to say, don't laugh ok please people. Lol. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just finish watching twilight.&lt;/span&gt; Yes, the movie was like last year i think and i just watched it. Haha. So kental right? I know. I don't care. I finally watched the movie after countless of remindings to my dad to buy the dvd. Tskk. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ally, i still want the movie. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was ok. I'll rate it 3.5/5. I prefer the book better cause its more indepth in feelings and the plot and the things and all. So yeah. Book better. Movie, not quite but still nice thou! Hehe (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm waiting for angels and demons to load. Yeah. The movie is new right? Haha. I don't want to be left out. Tskk. And guess what, i haven't even watch 17 again! OhEmmGee. I'm a total failure in this thing call time management. Haha. Blame my job. I'm always tired during the weekdays and i'm also always tired during the weekends *chuckles*. Whatever it is, i still love my job, just that its tiring cause its shifts! Grr. Anywhos, i wanna eat again, my head hurts, i feel like puking. Tskkk. So long lads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this beautiful quote in the book new moon. And i think i'll dedicate it to you.&lt;br /&gt;(This is so like kental. But i don't care. I love this quote)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The bond forged between us was not one that could be broken by absence, distance or time and no matter how much more special or beautiful or perfect than he might be, he was irreversibly altered as I was. As I would always belong to him so would he always be mine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful aint it? Just for you. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;You know, i find you ridiculously handsome, just how i pictured edward to be. And it seems that he's personality and you nye personality fits very well. Hehe. Like you're fated to be in his character and he is fated to be in your characted. Just that he's a vampire and you're not ((((:&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i know you don't understand what i'm blabbering about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That what matters the most. Hehe. Mwah!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To moronic bestf aka my bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suck cause you're still disturbed. You suck cause you go to malaysia. You suck cause you said so yourself. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;But still, you know i lup chew still (((:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye people/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I TOLD YOU I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't be afraid. As long as it makes you happy, i'll be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8608723393305470248?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8608723393305470248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8608723393305470248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8608723393305470248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8608723393305470248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/apple-in-my-hands.html' title='apple in my hands,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SitvGEMibcI/AAAAAAAAAfE/QDTZZ70gqSo/s72-c/twilight1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-2144501473745809387</id><published>2009-06-06T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:25:32.832+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='398 days.'/><title type='text'>addicted,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sip8uZk20PI/AAAAAAAAAe8/eGVciImTYEs/s1600-h/2549564357_57cd8a6a5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sip8uZk20PI/AAAAAAAAAe8/eGVciImTYEs/s320/2549564357_57cd8a6a5e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344221044409815282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sip8uKkSDpI/AAAAAAAAAe0/KHnJGopKNfE/s1600-h/838281501_81a5f8f711.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sip8uKkSDpI/AAAAAAAAAe0/KHnJGopKNfE/s320/838281501_81a5f8f711.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344221040380874386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Immortality, best thing after love. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I know. Been to long right? Centuries, millenium, whatever. Haha. Padehal-padehal. Ok-ok. This is how i break it &lt;b&gt;down&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has never been better. I'm quite comfortable with all the staffs there. Its nice to work at surgical. And i can't deny its nice to work at renal C and rehab too. Haha. Whatever it is, its nice to work there. Thou i'm not complacent with some of the things there and how it runs, its been great and i'm gonna miss working there. Seriously. Anyways, mdm norliza has been a great sub lecturer. Eventhough she stings most of the time, behind the sting, she still cares (:&lt;br /&gt;She knows what i mean. Cause i only told it to her. Haha. But i bet now, miss rahimah also know already. Soon, the whole nursing teachers -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going up and down. Like the ECG wave. Haha. So cool. But i'm glad, behind those down moments, we have learnt something from each other and that just makes the bond between us stronger. And from the happy moments together, we'll treasure with all our lives. What happen this morning, is history. We shall never repeat it again, even if we have too. Ok? Promise me (:&lt;br /&gt;I love you dear. There is nothing that can tear us apart. Just our will power and gods. Thanks for understanding, or try to understand what i've been through this past few days. You are the best.&lt;br /&gt;Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;Btw baby, happy belated 396 days to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends have been great. I miss my friends. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saki, Berly, Nisha, Ain, Betty, Nisa, Ry, Iqah, Sally, Durriah.&lt;/span&gt; I miss them alot. If only they knew. Pffft! Haha :D&lt;br /&gt;I met bitch on friday. I had to meet her to feed her food and get her $*. That bitch damn depressed like anything till i let her bully me. For her sake lah ok. Haha. Bitch also had to follow me buy stuffs. Nyahaha. Anyways, bitch is better now. I'm so happy that she is happy.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch happy = i happy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life besides working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading up alot lately. And recently, i read twilight and new moon. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BLOODY BALLS NICE I TELL YOU! &lt;/span&gt;I'm like so addicted to it right now. Seriously. Edward cullen. OHEMGEE. He's my like book bf. Hehe. Seriosuly, he's so dreamy. Every girl wants that kind of bf. Every guy wants to be him. He's so dreamyyyy. And the way the story line went, OHEMGEE, its killing me. The suspence, the romance, everything. Arghhh! I'm gonna get the next book, eclipse and then after that, breaking dawn. Then when i get the full volume, i'm gonna read it over and over again till i get bored of it. Haha. Which is gonna be like never ah (((((:&lt;br /&gt;Edward, Emmet, Jasper, Alice, Rosaline, Esme, Carlise, Bella.&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHH! I'm gonna read as soon as i get off from this blog. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching chicken little now. And i wanna eat again. So, till then people.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, i'm quite sad for my loss. I've recently loss my cousin. She passed away due to lukemia and some other problems. I'm thankful that god took her away so that she won't have to suffer anymore. What i'm sad it that, she's just 22. Sigh. Now i'm afraid of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll always remeber you, kak saidah bte sinwan. May you join your father with peace. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 way.&lt;br /&gt;2 say.&lt;br /&gt;3 words.&lt;br /&gt;4 you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always have been and never will change. Remember that ok? No matter what. No matter how ugly things get. I'm sorry if i have ever made you dissapointed.&lt;br /&gt;I love you still for everything. Mwahmwah! :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To bestf fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, finish you golden deal one please. You suck for not finishing it ah. Haha. And thanks for the bruises on my body. Its so worth it. After all you been through and after all i been through, we need to laugh it all out right? Haha. I love you bitch. Always and forever.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I RATHER DIE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then stay away from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-2144501473745809387?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/2144501473745809387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=2144501473745809387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2144501473745809387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/2144501473745809387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/06/addicted.html' title='addicted,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sip8uZk20PI/AAAAAAAAAe8/eGVciImTYEs/s72-c/2549564357_57cd8a6a5e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4984979567406841076</id><published>2009-05-24T00:33:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:36:46.115+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='384 days.'/><title type='text'>yeah yeah woah woah,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Shg9KnZL1qI/AAAAAAAAAek/pyMNA_2ZG2Q/s1600-h/DSC02837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Ps; click on the pictures to enlarge. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. So, this is how i break it down. Haha. Supppppppppp :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The week, Mon to Fri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to work. Yupp. Attached to ward 64 now. Seen familiar faces around. The staff i mean. Haha. And i'm so happy they still remember me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Female staff nurses and enrolled nurses dear.&lt;/span&gt; Those from renal and rehab. Haha. So honoured :DD So anyways, posted to surgical site. I know a few nurses there as well. They're fun to work with. Haha. The week went alright. One time i was puji-ed by the staffs. Another time i was brought down real bad by the sister. I got councilled by miss rahimah and i got to know it wasn't my fault. Haha. So, yeah. My patients are all very well behaved except for some. A pain in the a__. Tskk. So anyways, work has been alright. Met bf after work on some of the days. And i'm only working with jaime and jeremy. And some NYP and NUS students. Omg. Don't get me started on them. Seriosuly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yesterday, 23rd May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY  ADVANCED BIRTHDAY MUHD NABIL FIRDAUS BIN AZIZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home till afternoon. Took care of my granddad. Babylove called up to ask if i wanna follow to east coast to celebrate nabeel's birthday. So i said ok. Then this is what happened. Apparantly, mother is running late so nobody will be taking care of my grandfather if i went out. So i told babylove that i'll meet them at east coast instead. Then, mother came home so late, i met them at tampines since they went off late. Haha. Waited for beel to come and all. Sang the birthday song there and blew off the candles there. Took 31 to east coast park. Cut the cake. Bought drinks. Eat food. Usual people went drinking. Played dog&amp;amp;bone. So funny. Haha. And so rough they play. Tskk. After that, some of them went to shower. Then chit chatted for awhile. This birthday boy right, go against three liverpool fans. OhhEmmGee. Tak nak kalah seh. The convo went something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beel: Kite ade record lah eh. 49 unbeaten matches ( arsenal fan )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mul: Tapi takde trophy pe.&lt;br /&gt;Beel: Record lagi bagus lah eh. Trophy buat pe. Arsene wenger leh bikin trophy sendiri la.&lt;br /&gt;Mat: Eh, takde dignity pe nak buat trophy sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;Beel: Apape la. Record lagi bagus dari menang trophy.&lt;br /&gt;Mul: Orang kalau gi rumah arsene wenger and alex ferguson, dorang lebih suke alex nye rumah pasal banyak trophy dari arsene.&lt;br /&gt;Beel: Apape lah. Record lagi penting. Trophy anytime arsenal leh angkat ah.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Kalau dah ade record, puas ati ade trophy sekali kan.&lt;br /&gt;Mat &amp;amp; Mul: AH!&lt;br /&gt;Beel: Tak payah lah. Main thing is, kita ade unbeaten record. Korang takde. Dah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Merepek kan. Takpe la. Birthday dier kan. Kasi dier menang la. Record pun record lah. Lol. Then headed out from east coast park. Went to buy some drinks. Sat down for awhile then took 31 back to tampines. Me and babylove bought food from macs and i blanja birthday boy milo mcflurry. Haha. Headed to pondok behind 159/169 whatever that block number is. Talk-talk. Camwhored. 10 plus me and babylove went back home. Terserempak with helmi/hilmi. Whichever the spelling is. Yupp. Homed. Bathed. Prayed. Ate. Here i am nowww. Haha. Watching last comic standing. So boring. Updated because the guys wants the photos. So, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR THEIR SAKE.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Ok then. I guess this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, 24th May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home. Haha. Watching spongebob now. So boring. Pffft. I'll update if i have too. Ps; i won't be updating much since i've already started attachment. So yupp.&lt;br /&gt;Btw; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy LEGALLY 18th birthday muhammad nabil firdaus bin aziz.&lt;br /&gt;Semoga panjang umor, murah rezeki.&lt;br /&gt;Dapat banyak chicks but please stay to one. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;May you stop smoking so much and drink so much cause its bad for health&lt;br /&gt;( Nurse speaking oi. HAHA )&lt;br /&gt;And MAY WITH ALOT OF LUCK, arsenal win the trophy next season. Or the season to come or the next season or the next. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ps; whatever with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;record&lt;/span&gt;. Ok thanks bye :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ok. So yupp. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for yesterday. I had a fun time with you. Haha. And thanks for the rest of the days too. Days like you will never go dull. Cause you're my sunshine in a cloudy day. You make my days shine when its gloom. Awww. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you babylove, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be there for you if you need me. You know i always am. And you know i will always be. I'll see you on monday. Haha. And i'll be needing that shoulder of yours to lean on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ps; eveyrtime when i lie on your shoulder, it brings back past memories when i first time lie on your shoulder and the first time you commented on it. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know? Tanya i sendiri :))))&lt;br /&gt;Ok, before i bobual merepek. I hope you'll call me soon! My eyes are starting to be on shut down mode. Haha. Mwahmwah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To moronic bestf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi b___. You ok not? Feeling better already? Can don't make me worried? Grr. One week never talk to you only so many things happen. You think what? Fun fair is it make me worried all? Not funny know. Seriously. You got go doctor not? Ahyeer. Still not ok go doctor ah. If not i suhlap your bloody face. I'm serious know. Now got the flu thing all. Must take care of yourself la. Ahyeer. And ps; i know you miss me and love me la. Macam tak tau gitu. Haha. Yes, i do miss and love you too but i know you miss and love me more. Don't need to deny. Ok bye. Mwah.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;Ps; people who were there are:&lt;br /&gt;- Nabeel.&lt;br /&gt;- Me.&lt;br /&gt;- Babylove.&lt;br /&gt;- Safwan.&lt;br /&gt;- Multazam.&lt;br /&gt;- Ray.&lt;br /&gt;- Bal.&lt;br /&gt;- Fehrin.&lt;br /&gt;- Sheeqeen.&lt;br /&gt;- Ruzaini.&lt;br /&gt;- Saiful.&lt;br /&gt;- Faris.&lt;br /&gt;- Nashrun ( left after inter )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&amp;amp; I KNOW WHEN I DIE, YOU'RE ON MY MIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And i'll love you, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4984979567406841076?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4984979567406841076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4984979567406841076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4984979567406841076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4984979567406841076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/yeah-yeah-woah-woah.html' title='yeah yeah woah woah,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Shg9KnZL1qI/AAAAAAAAAek/pyMNA_2ZG2Q/s72-c/DSC02837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-92559049423200361</id><published>2009-05-16T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:20:23.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='377 days.'/><title type='text'>back then,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sg7R4k6c8rI/AAAAAAAAAT0/UPna47gigPI/s1600-h/Hope_by_tanya_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sg7R4k6c8rI/AAAAAAAAAT0/UPna47gigPI/s320/Hope_by_tanya_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336433378392339122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" all i need is, hope "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppppppppppppp :)) Haha. Ok, Breaking it out down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday, 15th May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to johor with my aunt, uncle, cousin and mother. Went to xtra to do our baju raya. I think i'll be loving my baju this year. Fyi, colour is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. Yeah. The whole family on my mum's side will be wearing blue and there will be a family portrait and stuff since there has been many new additions to the family. So yeah. Its gonna be nice. I hope. After that, headed off to jaya jusco. Walk around. Bought some stuffs. Ate at johnny's. OhMGee. The food so niceee. Haha. Its like seoul garden. Serious. Damn nice. Haha. Then headed off to giant to do some grocery shopping. Then back to jaya jusco to get the pictures then go off. Yupp. Had some problems here and there with baby. I don't want to talk about it :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, 16th May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with baby in the morning. Then watch tv. Ate. Get ready. Met baby at outram park mrt. Thank god things are settled. Weee. So happy. Haha. Went to little india. Walked to KKH. Since baby wants to know how to go there. Yeah. Initial plan was to eat thosai masalah. Buttt, haha. Takpela. Then headed off to bugis to eat. Ate at this place infornt of masjid sultan. Then he went for smokey-smokey. Headed back home. Took the train. Slack at my block for awhile. Then homeeeee. Here i am now watching rumor has it and chatting with baby. Haha. Ok. I don't know what to say already. And, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;man u sucks for winning the trophy. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Taslim says:&lt;br /&gt; tak tak&lt;br /&gt; betol&lt;br /&gt; i nk try fikir positive&lt;br /&gt; mcm nk try untung in whatever i do&lt;br /&gt;ツ NDS. says:&lt;br /&gt; ape you untung by fikiring positive?&lt;br /&gt;Taslim says:&lt;br /&gt; i tak marah. i dpt pahala psl i sabar n tk maki "&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Aww. You are trying to change. I'm so blessed to have you dear. And these past few days, thou there are abit of downs, we always pull through. Just like any other couple. Haha. Kan dear? I hope, we'll stay this way for some time. Happy together. And in the future too, insyaallah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you babylove.&lt;/span&gt; More then ever. And you BP too. HAHA! I can never forget it. Mwahmwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ps; pleasurepleasurepleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To moronic bestf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't lie la. Never cry all. Pshhhht! Haha. Cannot stop la please. Its so fun you know. Bully you all. Cause i cannot bully anyone else so i have to bully you la. Haha. I think its funfair lah. Most probably. Heh! Grant what wish? You have wishes? HAHA! I didn't know ah. I'm so sorry. *giggles* Please lor. You miss me and love me more. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Lupchewwwwwwwwwww :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVEN THE BEST FALL DOWN SOMETIMES,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-92559049423200361?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/92559049423200361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=92559049423200361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/92559049423200361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/92559049423200361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-then.html' title='back then,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sg7R4k6c8rI/AAAAAAAAAT0/UPna47gigPI/s72-c/Hope_by_tanya_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-5525827554700437650</id><published>2009-05-15T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:24:36.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='376 days.'/><title type='text'>its back,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgxO1unu5eI/AAAAAAAAATs/kLWsfC5elrE/s1600-h/DSC02771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgxO1unu5eI/AAAAAAAAATs/kLWsfC5elrE/s320/DSC02771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335726343481910754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" so happy together. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supppppp homs :) Alright, this is how &lt;u&gt;i&lt;/u&gt; break it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thursday, 14th May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with baby at about 1045? Then we headed to serangoon. Ate KFC. Then headed off back to serangoon home to slack. Had fun and stuff. Haha. Then, around 5, we headed off back to tampines home. Slacked abit then we went home. I chilled. Think weather i wanted to change clothes anot. But then, nevermind la. Haha. Lazy and i find my other clothes inappropriate to wear without baby around. So yeah. Headed out again to meet kimberly and sakinah. Haha. Its been a long time since i met them/talk to them/smell them/laugh with them/go crazy with them! And i finally did yesterday. Bestnyeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We at first opted to eat at LJS. But me, so pandai, forgot to take out money. Haha. So we headed down and i went to DBS to withdraw money. Then ate at BK. These two i tell you, when it comes to &lt;strong&gt;ME EATING&lt;/strong&gt;, they will force me like one kind. Make sure i finish eating and all. Haha. But, because of them, i managed to finish my fries and 3/4 of the burger. Ok what right? Hahahahaha. My motivators of eating works. Next time, they must force me to upsize my meal, see who is finishing who's meal in the end. Rofl. Then we talked. Did some catching up. Haha. Its fun. We should do it more ofthen. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sakinah's bf came awhile later. Then we headed home. Yeah. Eh, we should really do this more ofthen. Haha. Sua eh? Lol. Oh, i noticed some changes in them while i was away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kinah; talks more, now cigg starter for bf, talks more, fringe grew longer, talks more, has a new cute phone, talks even more.&lt;br /&gt;Kim; she's starting to cut down on ciggies. Marvalous! :)))))) &amp;amp;she getting more prettier. Really. Serious. Tak bedek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I notice people if i'm long gone from them. Lol. Aku kan maniac :D&lt;br /&gt;Texted with baby. And now, i think he's asleep. Dah biase bobual sendiri. Haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, 15th May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off to johor to do my baju kurung with aunt, uncle, cousin and mum. Yeah. So i'll update once i'm back. Ok?&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy baby *waves* I really had fun with you today. And on tuesday too. So unforgettable the experience. Haha. We should do this ofthen but not like last time. Later not strong already, not fun. Hehe. *Inside joke* And thank you for letting me go out with kinah and kimberly today. Thank you for trusting me. It means so much to me. I'm not like last time ok? Please remember that. I'm not gonna hurt you anymore. Andandand, HOW COULD YOU SLEEP ON ME?! Grrr. Haha. Tadi kat rumah tak cukup ke tidur? Kesian you penat. Takpela. I give in this time. Besok, you better watch out ah. I terpekik terlolong kat telinga you pasal you tidur. Hehe. Joking je. Macam i berani gitu. And macam mak nenek seh. Haha! Ok da, sebelum i bobual merepek, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you babylove, ever and ever and ever and ever. Even if you don't love me anymore.&lt;/span&gt; Aww. Sweetnye. Heh! No one can replace you baby. And i really mean no one. Ok. I nak tydo ni. Mwahmwah!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To moronic bestf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi minah. Haha. Yesterday got cry anot? Don't cry la. Sikit-sikit cry. Bully you only merajok. Must be strong la. Later people all bully you then you merajok, where can like that? Must be strong and tough. Play netball yet you this lembek. Suhlap you then you know. Haha. Joking ok. Anyways, imy. As always. And forever. Lupchew too.&lt;br /&gt;Macam tak tau gitu. Lol :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'LL BE THE LOVE THATS GONNA LAST,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll be the one that gotcha back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-5525827554700437650?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5525827554700437650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=5525827554700437650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5525827554700437650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5525827554700437650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-back.html' title='its back,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgxO1unu5eI/AAAAAAAAATs/kLWsfC5elrE/s72-c/DSC02771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3057688374690818097</id><published>2009-05-13T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:41:00.791+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='374 days.'/><title type='text'>in the night,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgrWdnFvpeI/AAAAAAAAATk/L8qCdsIhdOI/s1600-h/Shine_by_liewqi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgrWdnFvpeI/AAAAAAAAATk/L8qCdsIhdOI/s320/Shine_by_liewqi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335312512771401186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" shine on. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppppppppp :) Ok, this is how i break it down. &lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday, 12th May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So i met baby at 1130. Supposedly 11. But he woke up late. Haha. So i waited for him for 15 minutes. Yeah. Then we sat around while waited for nabil to reach tampines. Haha. Semua janji melayu. Pfft. Talked. Laughed. Then we went to prime to photocopy his bank book. Then met nabil infront of macs. Then he went to buy ciggies. Then took 31. Off to school. Met syukri at forum. Then went to meet mdm shyamala. Baby and bil passed her the stuff and all. Then they went smokey-smokey. I patiently waited. Grr. Haha. Then headed to cafe 1 to eat. I was coughing so badly. Haiyaa. Flu stuck on me like anything. Then walk around school -___-" Cause baby and bil keep challenging on who is much more popular. Baby, bil and syukri got screams of their names. Haha. Pffft. Guys. THEN! Out of the blue/pink/red/purple/green sky, my name got shouted too! Haha. Asyura oh asyura. Lol. Headed to level 6 cause bil and syukri wanted to practise on their song. Me and baby challenged on games. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off for smokey-smokey again. Haiyaaa. Haha. Then headed down to level 2 to see the rest. Hakim's band is there to audition for nurses day. I don't know what song they're gonna sing but whatever. Didn't stay long cause of &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;.  Hope they did well la yeee :)&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went home. Slacked. Then yeah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Today, 13th May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stucked at home. I've been achoo-ing for the whole day. I got scolded cause i didn't go to the doctors. Pfffft. Thanks eh. Haha. Anyways, didn't do much. Sit. Lie down. Watch tv. Text. Sleep. Pray. Etcetcetc. Now, i'm watching american idol and talking with baby. Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;I hope, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adam and kris get into the finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. &amp;amp;OH, kris's version of heartless, marvalous. Ok. Done. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna post a post on my wordpress. Want to know the password, tag me at my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please note. Certain people only ok are allowed to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it i guess.&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy baby * waves * Ok. I'm kinda bummed out that today we couldn't meet. I wanted badly to eat mac's with you. Haha. But nevermind, theres always some other days right? Lol. Hoping tomorrow you can follow me to the polyclinic. So if anything happens, you're there for me :)&lt;br /&gt;Aww, wouldn't that be sweet? Haha. Anyways, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you so much babylove. I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop me from loving you.&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ps; babies are cute. I want one. Hehe. Mwahmwah!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To moronic bestf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Ok la ok la. No for whatever things you have said in your blog ok? I give you face but that doesn't mean i'm gonna stop bullying you. Cause you said, you still love me when i bully you. So it won't change abit? Kay pumpkin? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;And you know, i know, everybody knows,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You suck forever cause you're my bestf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)))))))))&lt;br /&gt;You can cry all you want. You can cry me a river. But it still won't change abit.&lt;br /&gt;And i do not make you suffer! You wanted me to make you suffer cause you made friends with me.&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Lupchew!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Alright then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT YOU GIVE TO ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Takes my breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-3057688374690818097?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/3057688374690818097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=3057688374690818097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3057688374690818097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/3057688374690818097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-night.html' title='in the night,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgrWdnFvpeI/AAAAAAAAATk/L8qCdsIhdOI/s72-c/Shine_by_liewqi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-7213395738594445650</id><published>2009-05-12T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:54:26.515+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='373 days.'/><title type='text'>Imagine that,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SghUp_2hzJI/AAAAAAAAATc/s7aPrQhvf78/s1600-h/Love_is_a_rollercoaster_by_nush74.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SghUp_2hzJI/AAAAAAAAATc/s7aPrQhvf78/s320/Love_is_a_rollercoaster_by_nush74.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334606839111863442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Love like this. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supp homssssssss :) Alright. This is how we break it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Monday, 11th May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school. Bumped into shirah while waiting for 31. Then met baby, yan, nabil, michelle, rebecca, joce and someones. Can't remember who. Sit there slack for awhile. Then after that headed off to level 5 with baby, yan and nabil. Wanted to see miss rahimah but then she was at level 6. Wahh. Haha. So, went up to level 6. Met miss rahimah. Gave her my logbook and donation card. Then mdm phyllis came and ask baby about his health and stuff. Yeah. Went for my audition. Only four people please. Haha. Me, azmi, hazmi and yazid i think his name. We had fun lah. Laughing here and there trying to ease the tension. Slacked around then went off with baby and yan. They went smokey-smokey. Then me and baby left. Went to simei long john to eat. Then headed back to serangoon home for sessions. Haha. Then went back to tampines. Headed to tampines 1. Wanted to get for mum this baju she wanted quite sometime back, but it didn't have her size already. So, we went round and round, couldn't find a proper baju. Then i remember she wanted a ipod. Since they didn't have a 4gb ipod nano. I got for her a sony walkman 4gb + cheesecake. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to secret recepie. Baby wanted to get chocolate cake for his mum since it was her birthday today. But he don't like the people all staring at me so he changed his mind. Instead, he got a cake from bengawan solo and mc chicken for his mumsie. Haha. So cool right his mum? Anyways, slacked with him for awhile. We had photo sessions of ourselves. Haha. So fun. Then headed back home. Luckily mum was still awake, so i gave her the belated mothers day gift. Woman screamt with joy upon receiving her gifts. Haha. Great to see her this happy. AND SHE SO RAJIN READING THE BOOK ON HOW TO OPERATE THE MP3. Haha. So cute. She ate her cheesecake and she went to bed. Poor mumsie so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, i'm chatting with baby and watching house on AXN. So bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tuesday, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to accompany baby back to school. Together with nabil. They have to pass their teacher the bank book photocopy thing. Then after that, i not sureeeeee :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( More updates on today later on. Tune in folks )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then. I guess thats in for now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR YESTERDAY. I like like alot. Haha. The day spent with you was simply marvallous. Eventhough we were shaky at first, but things started to be pretty fine soon enough. Hee. Yesterday, oh baby i can't get if off my head. The way you pushed me. Haha. They way you pekik. The way you squeeze my hand. I suke tengok you cam gitu. Macam i tak tau ape feeling dier ah. Haha. Anyways, i'll be meeting you again later. Yay! Haha. So happy. Long time never meet now we're meeting two days straight. Bestnyeeeee :)))&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i hope things will be good for us in the days to come. I really like to see you happy and you know you like to see me happy and i know you know you don't want to have any flaws. We're both trying really hard to change and be the best for each other. Weee. I'll always remember this day and that day you surprised me at the hospital. Memories like these baby, its not worth it if i don't remember. Hee. I hope, more memories of these will come. ANDAND, tadi kat dalam bus tu, mintak break tu, not funny eh you. Haha. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sebelum i membebel merepek. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you babylove, more then ever, ever then more :)))))&lt;/span&gt; And i really hope, more years to come. Mwahmwah!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To moronic bestf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woii. No blockquote for me. No blockquote for you. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Lupchewberymuch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alysha Insyirah Bte Abdul Malik :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW I'LL NEVER BE LONELY, LOOK AT WHAT YOU'VE SHOWN ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd never find a love like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-7213395738594445650?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7213395738594445650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=7213395738594445650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7213395738594445650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7213395738594445650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/imagine-that.html' title='Imagine that,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SghUp_2hzJI/AAAAAAAAATc/s7aPrQhvf78/s72-c/Love_is_a_rollercoaster_by_nush74.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8456217391858038689</id><published>2009-05-10T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:05:06.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='371 days.'/><title type='text'>Private,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgbzyR5MbqI/AAAAAAAAATU/z4urZ05pyvc/s1600-h/ledzepplin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgbzyR5MbqI/AAAAAAAAATU/z4urZ05pyvc/s320/ledzepplin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334218853789232802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Stairway to heaven. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supp homsssssss :) Haha. Yeah. I've changed my blogskin. Felt like changing. I was bored too. And pissed off cause i couldn't play this particular spongebob game. Arghh. Been wanting to play it for quite some time, when i had the chance, its not working! Balls betul. Pffft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday, i went out with mummy dearest and brother. First to lucky plaza mac's cause me and brother haven't eat. Then off to hospital. See gran. She pengsan-ed at home then her head hit i don't know what. Then went to walk around at takashimaya, paragon cause brother need to buy i don't know what stuff. Then headed back to hosp. Stayed there till i don't know what time to have our dinner. Haha. Then off back home. Texted with baby. Gyeah. Home, watched liverpool against west ham. Gerrard scored 2 and 1 from babel. Yeahh. Haha. Won 3-0.&lt;br /&gt;* BIG BIG BIG SMILES *&lt;br /&gt;Someoneeeeeeeeeee said he wanted to call me or i call him but that someoneeeeeeeeeee slept first without even telling me. Wanna know who that someoneeeeeeeeeeee is? Haha. I bet you all have guessed by now. Don't need to tell pun korang dah tau kan kan kan? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep. I swear i only knock off at 5am. My bloody head was hurting. My stomach was in pain. I couldn't sleep. Balls. I called-called baby. He couldn't wake up. Ni la orang tidur tak ingat dunia. Haha. Then when he terwoke up at 4 plus. Texted him for awhile then i slept. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todayyyyy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL MUMSIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed home all day. Was supposed to celebrate mothers day but what time sia i woke up just now. Haha. I missed out on kim too. Sorry babe. Make it up to you soon. And i was still in pain and i got flu and sore throat. Stupid sia. Arghh! Haha. Then texted with babylove. Yeah. Watched tv. Blahblahblah. Watched manchester united against manchester city. Manchester united won 2-0, i think. I can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;* BIG BIG BIG SAD FACE *&lt;br /&gt;Then now, its arsenal against chelsea. Chelsea leading 2-0 before half time. I think, arsenal no chance. Haha. Sorry ah. But i really think they got no chance. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, i'm going back to school to pass my logbook and my donation card. Then go for emcee audition. Then off to tampines 1 to get for my mother something. Yeah. I don't know if i can meet babylove tomorrow anot cause his teacher ask him to reach school by 1130am. Mangkok betol. Haha. So yeah. I don't know la. We'll see how things are tomorrow. Ok then. I'm gonna go now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! DAH ONE WEEK PLUS TAK JUMPA! Haha. I've been emphasizing that for i don't know how many times already. Yeah. Haha. Ok. I tau i merepek. Sheesh :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, you busy-busy bumble bee eh this past week but thank god you made time for me. Aww, so sweet. Seriously :))) You even made my day a happy one yesterday by that text you sent me on the kahwin thing. Haha. * I tau you dah tak ingat! Bluek! * Made me laugh. I felt so happy. Chey. Happiest girl in the world you know. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, besok, harap-harap lah kita boleh jumpa. And harap-harap besok you tunggu i sampai i habis audition i. Heh. Beh ikot i pegi tampines 1 belikan barang untuk mama. I tau you malas tapi untuk i ok ok ok? Thank you. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;Btw, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;macroni and cheese saye mane dah?&lt;/span&gt; Kate je nak bagi. Biler ni? I nak lah. Cepatttt. Haha. Ok. You just reached from from rivervale and you are not replying to my text means you kusyuk with the psp. Grrr. Amek baru tau. Haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you babylove, forever more.&lt;/span&gt; Nobody can break us apart. And i mean nobodyyyyyy. Mwahmwah!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To moronic bestf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Thank you so much for your blockquote. I suke banyak-banyak. You make me happy. CHEY! Haha. Ehhleshhhah Inchiraar Bintin Ahbdoo Mahklekz, ilupchewbewymuch! Haha. And please la, everything goes my way please. Why must go your way? You think you who? Huh huh huh? Haha. I'll only allow it to go your way if you say your are the QUEEN OF KENTALS. Yes. Haha. Queen of kentals then i can say you win and everything goes your way. If not, things will still go my way. Ok ok ok? Haha. I love to suck your blood, pluck your nerves, make you pull your own hair and make you run in rectangles while screaming to ghosts. Very fun you know. You should try on me. Wait, i don't think you can! Haha. I'm so good at this. You suck fool, forever :)) Love you backside.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Till tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE OLD ME'S DEAD AND GONE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But the new me will be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8456217391858038689?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8456217391858038689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8456217391858038689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8456217391858038689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8456217391858038689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/private.html' title='Private,'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgbzyR5MbqI/AAAAAAAAATU/z4urZ05pyvc/s72-c/ledzepplin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1217846968478596998</id><published>2009-05-09T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:14:49.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='369 days.'/><title type='text'>i'm gonna make it/}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgRf4azvJsI/AAAAAAAAATM/k_Y7NtvQZf8/s1600-h/Teddy_Misses_You_by_fantana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgRf4azvJsI/AAAAAAAAATM/k_Y7NtvQZf8/s320/Teddy_Misses_You_by_fantana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333493281587144386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" I miss you, dear "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are the updates. My lappy is back. So its good news yo! Haha. Pshhht. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Ps; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i miss S&amp;amp;B too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of you should know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thursday, 07 May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home most of the day till about six plus. Went out with family to arab street. Cause dad wanna have dinner outside. Upon parking the car, i spotted my cousins. Haha. They were sheesha-ing at this restaurant. I forgot the name uh. Haha. So, had dinner at that restaurant, then my dad wanted to sheesha -____-" So they sheesha-ed while i text with baby. Haha. Migraine attacked. Pshhhht. Whatever. 10 plus baby headed off to bed. Couldn't blame him. He's been really busy that day. Heading here and there, help here and there. I know its really tiring for him and i understand. Yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;May his soul be blessed with Allah's blessing and may his soul rest in peace.&lt;/span&gt; I'm here always for you, dear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friday, 08 May 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home all day. I did the chores. Did laundry, cooked for family, re-organized my room (like finally!), sweep and mop the floor. My back bone was aching after everything was done. Omg. Haha. I'm growing old! *panic attack* Whatever. Nyahaha. I watched back chelsea and barcelona match and the referee was damn stupid please. Its not fair. Haha. I didn't know which team i wanted to win but who cares, all i want is that team to beat man u in the finals! Haha. I think barcelona will do well, i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday, today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHAT I WILL BE DOING THE WHOLE DAY BUT MY BEST GUESS ITS GONNA BE THE SAME THING LIKE EVERY OTHER DAY. Haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It sucks not working, *sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Mum is working tomorrow. Brother will be out for soccer. Fathers in KL. I'm stuck alone at home. Pshhhht! OH! Migraine is back. Gonna go off real soon now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby *smiles widely* Hows things holding up for your family? I hope its good. I hope things are getting controlled now. Remember like what you told me the other day ok? He loves him more :))) I'm still bumped out that i'm not meeting you till next week. We broke a record! Haha. Ok, i tau i merepek. Boring! Lol. I hope, we can meet up pretty soon. Like what that cute teddy bear on top says " I miss you " I fcuking do. Alot please. Hais. Things aren't the same without you. Arghhh. Ok. Haha. Too much drama aint good for your health hunney. And you know what?! I'm currently texting with you while writing this! Haha. Ok. I tau i boring. I don't know what else to mumble about. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Look at the stars,&lt;br /&gt;Look how they shine for you. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR OR OR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I need somebody and always. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm doneeeee. Haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you babylove! Always and forever.&lt;/span&gt; Mwahmwah!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To bestf fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE'S MY BLOCKQUOTE?! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Lupchewfellymuchie.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ok, till here.&lt;br /&gt;I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M GONNA GIVE YOU MY LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm gonna give you every inch of my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1217846968478596998?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1217846968478596998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1217846968478596998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1217846968478596998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1217846968478596998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-gonna-make-it.html' title='i&apos;m gonna make it/}'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgRf4azvJsI/AAAAAAAAATM/k_Y7NtvQZf8/s72-c/Teddy_Misses_You_by_fantana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-6336056334905206871</id><published>2009-05-06T22:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:22:33.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='367 days.'/><title type='text'>hard candy/}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgGpIZzy_eI/AAAAAAAAATE/q4u6FKH7u4M/s1600-h/1_918770149l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgGpIZzy_eI/AAAAAAAAATE/q4u6FKH7u4M/s320/1_918770149l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332729395615563234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Most favourite photo of all "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/DANIAL%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Ok. I'm kinda " busy " this week and the weeks to come cause i'm just " busy ". Haha. Once again i'm using my brothers laptop cause my laptop is currently down. Yes. Its down so i won't get to update much nor online much. Yeah. Wait till it gets better. So must be patient. Ok pumpkins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since MOH has been nice to us. They've extended our holidays till the 25th of may. Yes ah! Haha. So as you can see why i'm so " busy ". LOL! Anyways, it sucks for us thou its a plus sign cause our vacation for later on will be burnt by school. Haha. So whatever. And we'll have longer attachment periods. So it sucks even more. But! I can live with it :) Its not that bad. Hopefully, swine flu will be gone by then and nothing more drastic will come up in short notice. Yeah. It sucks to leave things halfway done. Yeah. Ok, whatever diyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't met baby for almost a week now. Cause he has something up. Its a family thing. And i understand. Its ok. Family comes first :))) And i know he's been totally stressed up nowadays so i'm giving him ample time to relax and with gods will we'll be meeting up next week! *cross fingers* I miss him so much. And its sad that we cannot celebrate our anniversay but the upside is that, everyday is our anniversary. Bwahahaha! So anyways, baby has been up and down the hospital. Thats why i don't want to disturb him or force him to meet me. Heh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, in comenmence of our belated 365 days anniversary, i have a poem dedicated to him. Here it goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="poem"&gt;Your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;they were the first thing&lt;br /&gt;I noticed about you.&lt;br /&gt;They captured my soul.&lt;br /&gt;In the first second you looked at&lt;br /&gt;Me as a woman I was yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your smile,&lt;br /&gt;It lights up my life,&lt;br /&gt;Brings me more peace than the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I could melt in that smile.&lt;br /&gt;I fall in love with you all over again&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fingertips,&lt;br /&gt;The way they linger on my skin,&lt;br /&gt;So gently I can barely feel them&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Other times smoothing over&lt;br /&gt;My body like a sheath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hands,&lt;br /&gt;That show me your love&lt;br /&gt;In a way that words&lt;br /&gt;Never could.&lt;br /&gt;They bring me safety and steadiness.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body,&lt;br /&gt;The way it holds my attention,&lt;br /&gt;The way your every nuance&lt;br /&gt;Makes me want you even more than&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your feet,&lt;br /&gt;How could I not love them?&lt;br /&gt;They are the part of you&lt;br /&gt;That allows me to show you how much&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I can spoil you to death&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing you can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all these things about you,&lt;br /&gt;But what I love the most,&lt;br /&gt;Is the You I fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;The You that makes me feel like&lt;br /&gt;I can do and be anything I want to.&lt;br /&gt;The You that lets me know&lt;br /&gt;That I will always have someone Standing beside me, helping me&lt;br /&gt;To be strong and catching me when&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer steady myself.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Baby :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice huh huh huh? Haha. Yes, he is one lucky guy that i adore so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i gotta go now. Manchester united beat arsenal 3-1 in the semi final second leg at emirates stadium. Tomorrow morning, barcelona is going up against chelsea. So man u has to wait approximately 6 hours more to know who they are up against in the final. Haha. Ok. Brother has to use the laptop now. Has homework to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello babylove :)) Happy belated 365 days anniversary to you! I love you so much and you should know it by now of course. Cmon lah dah macam 1 year gitu. Haha. Thanks for everything. Everything has been said and done through sms that i sent you that day which i know you have already forgotten but nevermind. Haha. I love you the way you are and i don't want to change anything. Mwahmwahmwah! And i pray, things will be fine for your side. I don't want to see you cry. And i don't want your mum to cry too. Be strong baby. You know i'm always here for you. I love you to bits and peices! And i hope many more years to come!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a another note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To bestf fool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you like crazy and i love you very much. I can't say much but all the best for MYE's. I have faith in you that you can do well. I'll make time for you. Don't know when but i will. Lupchew!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAUSE YOU BRING OUT THE BEST IN ME,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like no one else can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-6336056334905206871?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/6336056334905206871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=6336056334905206871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6336056334905206871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/6336056334905206871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/hard-candy.html' title='hard candy/}'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SgGpIZzy_eI/AAAAAAAAATE/q4u6FKH7u4M/s72-c/1_918770149l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-604557908800892117</id><published>2009-05-02T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:45:05.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='362 days.'/><title type='text'>Talk about funny/}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I cannot find photo-photo today cause i wanna make this a quickie. Haha. I'm having a huge headache right now and its really pissing me off. Plus, i'm using my brothers laptop so i'm not gonna download anything Ok, lets get it onnnn :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday, tuesday, wednesday &amp;amp; thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMH posting was alright :)&lt;br /&gt;Monday i went to pick up baby at ttsh. Uh huh. Met him together with yan &amp;amp; mahmod. They went for smokey-smokey. Yeah. Then went home by bus. Talked and stuff. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday i met baby at 11. Then he went for smokey-smokey. Then he sent me off. Took 72 to hougang. Went with nisa to IMH. Yeah. Then blahblahblah. Haha. Didn't meet baby after work. Cause i went back to serangoon home. Uh huh.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday. Met nisa. Headed off to work together. Blahblahblah. Baby couldn't pick me up cause he was sick. Aww. Get well soon! Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. Met nisa as usual. Worked. Texted with baby. He had appointment at CGH that day. Afternoon shift people had to go home cause IMH raised their code colour to orange. Uh huh. So the morning shift people just had to complete 2 hours more and we're done for IMH posting. went home. Slept. Baby was suppose to end at 9 but he ended way earlier. So i met him at the mrt platform. Novena of course. Went home by train. We weren't in the best of moods. So we talked things out. And we got better. Hehe. Went back to mac's to buy food and eat. Slack and yeah. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed all day at home. Haha. As baby said " i'm a good girl " aww. So touching. Hehe. Watched tv most of the time. Of course not forgetting my prayers. Yeah. Watched congkak! Haha. I chickened out at some parts but i was brave enough to watch it still! It was damn scary and i'll have dreams after that. But what the heck. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday, today lah like duhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll be staying home again or maybe going out. I don't know. Haha. I need to get some stuff for some things. Yeah. Hehe. Cannot tell for what uh :))))&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for babys text/call. Haiyaa. So long.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello babylove * wide smile * Things hasn't been going well for us since my second day in IMH posting. But guess what guess what?! Its changed! Haha. Nomore uncles asking questions you don't like anymore. I'm safe at home with the eye of mama. Haha. I'm glad things worked us between us. I know i'm kinda slow in certain areas, haha, but still, i'm glad you still stick through me all this while :)))&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things has changed this past few weeks and i'm trying to adapt to changes. And i know you do too. But still, i'm just glad that we're in this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I know i've been selfish,&lt;br /&gt;I know i've been foolish,&lt;br /&gt;But look through that and you will see,&lt;br /&gt;That i'll do better,&lt;br /&gt;I know baby i can do better. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes baby. Thank you for everything. For the chance, for this, for a lifetime. I'm gonna make you proud. Like i always have till one day i didn't. I'm not gonna repeat my old mistakes. I'm not gonna take that risk of losing you. Cause you're that damn special to me. No one can ever replace you. Never in a million years i would want it to happen too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you babylove. With all my heart and soul.&lt;br /&gt;And i'll do anything for you, even if it means putting my life at risk.&lt;br /&gt;Cause for you, everything is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;365 days is coming real soon. And i hope in all those days, we're gonna get stronger and stronger each day. I'll see you soon. Please take care of yourself ok. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mwahmwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Alright then. I'll update this post if there is a need too alright. Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'M NOT AFRAID TO CRY,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyonce in awhile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-604557908800892117?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/604557908800892117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=604557908800892117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/604557908800892117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/604557908800892117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/05/talk-about-funny.html' title='Talk about funny/}'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-5315514834271508991</id><published>2009-04-26T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:38:49.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='359 days.'/><title type='text'>butterflies in my stomach/}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SfR5yD9cvKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wrES44Zm0Ss/s1600-h/embrace_by_cartersan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SfR5yD9cvKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wrES44Zm0Ss/s200/embrace_by_cartersan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329018160049601698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Embrace what you have before its all gone. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supp homssssss :))) I know its been quite awhile since i've last updated. So what the hell, here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday &amp;amp; friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my morning shift. Its been quite hectic in the ward nowadays. Yeah. Been many cases of patients unresponding or some sort in that area. Been completing my skills. I have 10 done. 6 more left to get my 75%. Haha. Teacher asking me to slow down cause like almost my skills are already initials. Then when go to the next posting i have no skills to do. Lol. So yeah. Thursday we had debfrief. Miss rahimah told us about IMH. Which ward and which shift are we in and stuff. Yeah. I'm in the same shift as jaime, munirah and jeremy. Ahh. Jeremy again! Haha. We have this thing when we're always in the same team, we'll say " secondary school your face, ite your face, in class your face, in hospital your face, in cubicle your face, everywhere i go your face " that kinda thing. Haha. So yeah. I can't wait to go to IMH. Alot of experience can get from there. Friday, an hour before my shift ends. We had this makan-makan to celebrate sister's elena's departure from the ward. She's going to 64. Ahh. See her again later. Haha. So yeah. We ate. I didn't eat much. Didn't have the appetite. But the food look scrumptiously delicious. Its my lost if i didn't taste it all. Oh wells. In other words, i know, both days i met babylove. Yeah. We always slack at my block. Haha. Normal things are done which on friday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WAS VERY HAPPY I MANAGED TO DO SOMETHING TO HIM TO MAKE HIM GO WEAK!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. I love that day so so so so so much! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home. Then around 5 plus i went off to granddaddy's house to celebrate his birthday. Yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alhamdulilah he turns 96 years old.&lt;/span&gt; Long aint it? Haha. I wanna be this old too in the mere future. I hope Allah allows me too. I wanna see my great great grandchildren before i leave. Not only stop at great gran but great great gran. Yeah. Haha. So we had a mini doa selamat cum makan-makan. Update each other on our lives and stuff. 10 plus headed off back home. Yupp. Talked to babylove on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't well so i took my medications. Then.... family knows &amp;amp; babylove knows. So here i am now updating. Tomorrow will be the start of IMH. I hope its gonna be interesting and i hope nothing happens to me! Geez, enough of this. Seriously. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;More updates tomorrow i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heyy babylove :) I know things have been hard lately on the both of us. But we always make it through. Aint that right baby? Haha. I've always got your back and you've always got mine. Sometimes, we tend to say/do stupid things when we're angry, but deep down inside we know we never meant it. Its gonna be a year soon baby, a year. We never knew we could have made it this far huh? Haha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you babylove.&lt;/span&gt; I always have and always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I'm gonna be the love thats gonna last.&lt;br /&gt;And be the one that got cha back. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i start at IMH. After that a week again in 42. Then 64. I'm trying hard baby to change ward. I really am. I don't want in that whole month, i'm gonna argue with you. Both of us are tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" I'm so glad i found you.&lt;br /&gt;I love being around you.&lt;br /&gt;You make it easy, as easy as 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4.&lt;br /&gt;Theres only 1 thing,&lt;br /&gt;2 do,&lt;br /&gt;3 words,&lt;br /&gt;4 youuuuuu,&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU :) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me, will i still love you tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'll reply, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forever and ever babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll make it through. We always do ayebaybay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mwahmwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'LL LOOK AT TH SUN &amp;amp; I'LL LOOK AT TH MIRROR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm on the right track yeah i'm on to a winner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-5315514834271508991?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/5315514834271508991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=5315514834271508991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5315514834271508991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/5315514834271508991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/butterflies-in-my-stomach.html' title='butterflies in my stomach/}'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SfR5yD9cvKI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wrES44Zm0Ss/s72-c/embrace_by_cartersan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-7890405114775182811</id><published>2009-04-22T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:22:16.438+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='355 days.'/><title type='text'>kissable/}</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Supp homs (((((: Gonna make this a quick one so today no photo-photo. Lazy to go and find and upload. Haha. Well, nothing much for last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Monday, afternoon shift. Met up with babylove at 403. Then we walked to this block near prime. He went to smoke. I just sit and stare at blank space. Haha. Like always gitu. Then proceed to the mrt station. He sent me off. Then blahblahblah. I think god this mad guy keep following me and my friend. So scary. Having a personal stalker all. And he followed us all the way to the ward! Even more scary. Wah piang. Haha. Never before in my life i got personal stalker seh. Haha. So anyways, work was kinda alright. One of my patient BP crashed. Then everyone all kanchiong. Haha. So funny i tell you. I was more to laughing then being serious. Omg. Can give myself one good kick please. Lol. Ok, whatever it is. Ended off at nine. Then i went to meet babylove at hougang. Took bus back to tampines. Chillek for awhile then off back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday. Afternoon shift again. Nothing much also. PERSONAL STALKER WAS THERE AGAIN! Haha. Omg. Its really so frustrating. Anyways, whatever it is, work went fine. Haha. Yeah. Ok. This is what happened at night, an hour before ending my shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Me: Kirekan you tak amek i ah nari?&lt;br /&gt;Babylove: Tak tau ah. You agak-agak habis kol brape?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I tak tau. Maybe on time maybe tak. * tried calling him, but he rejected *&lt;br /&gt;Me: Angkat je you.&lt;br /&gt;Babylove: Takle.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Asal?&lt;br /&gt;Babylove: I tengah bobual ngan amijan.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh. Ok. Kalau takle takpe. Jumpe pat tamp mrt je la. You amek i dari situ. Nanti amijan marah susah nanti * padehal dalam hati, dah nangis-nangis. HAHA! *&lt;br /&gt;Bablylove: Ok la. Jumpe you kat tamp mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS WAS THE MESSAGE CONVERSATION.&lt;/span&gt; Then right, haha. I went to sign out happily know. When i reach tea room, took my stuff all. Left the tea room with the group.&lt;br /&gt;Wani: Wahh. Ade orang amek seh.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;Wani: Matair kau la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dier amek aku kat tamp la.&lt;br /&gt;Wani: Dier kat luar!&lt;br /&gt;Me: EH?!&lt;br /&gt;Wani: * Laughs *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRUE ENOUGH, HE WAS THERE!&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Me: YOU! KATE JUMPE PAT TAMP! * in a kind off loud tone *&lt;br /&gt;Babylove: * Laughed *&lt;br /&gt;Haha. He said he wanted to surprise me. Awwwwwwwwwwwwww ((((((:&lt;/blockquote&gt;But really, i was damn shocked to see him. Haha. My baby who is very MAL, can come and pick me up at SGH. Awww. My heart melt macam tak pernah melt gitu. Heh heh heh. I was really damn bloody touched. Trained down to tampines. Bought macs. Ate under 408. Talked. Then went home. Heh heh heh. I'll always remember this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Morning shift. Haha. I watched the last 10 minutes of the liverpool and arsenal game. Thank god He created benayoum. Haha. His last minute goal was a saviour. * Halo pops out on top of his head. LOL * So yeah. Its a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4-4 DRAW&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes, beely, a draw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Trained down to work. STALKER BROUGHT A FRIEND. STALKER BROUGHT A FRIEND! Haha! Whatever lah. So yeah. Nothing much. Did most of my skills. Met babylove after work. Then bus-ed down to tampines. Bought food from LJS cause i was hungry. Eat at 408. Talked. Slacked. Home. Bathed. Prayed. American idol. Slept for half and hour -____-" Msn-ed with babylove using his account. Haha. And here i am now. Ok. Gonna watch house. I missed one episod on monday. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for the surprise on tuesday. Haha. You really melted my heart. Ahjey! Heheheh :D I really didn't expect that surprise. Thou you planned it for a long time already and just very MAL to carry the plan out. You did it perfectly well yesterday. All it was missing was a slice of cake/one rose/my macaroni and cheese that you promised! Haha. But anyways, it was really sweet of you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BABYLOVE!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Despite everything that we've been through, i still love you like before and forever it shall stay that way. Hee. Hoping that more of this will come in the later-later future ((:&lt;br /&gt;Your turn will come soon! BE PREPARED OR BE SCARED * Chey. Cam paham * Haha.&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow sayang! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mwahmwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAUSE WE BELONG TOGETHER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My life would suck without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-7890405114775182811?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/7890405114775182811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=7890405114775182811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7890405114775182811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/7890405114775182811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/kissable.html' title='kissable/}'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-1973368859534107717</id><published>2009-04-19T15:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:00:46.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='352 days.'/><title type='text'>you'll never see me cry/.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SerRLVPgcCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/aJbzFebh6zY/s1600-h/Busy__by_aaronkor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SerRLVPgcCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/aJbzFebh6zY/s200/Busy__by_aaronkor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326299501929984034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Sorry people. I'm worn out and tired.&lt;br /&gt;And super busy nowadays. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Supppp homies :) Well, a week of work has passed by and its been going pretty well. Thou there are some internal conflicts between some mates, i hope we can resume things as per normal quickly. Wheres the team work mann? Tskk.&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going well for us both too. Thou there were moments, but i'm glad we managed to pull through. We always do, right baby? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Alrightt, so heres a brief story on each day.&lt;br /&gt;(Just to make my post look long -____-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning shift. Worked went pretty much well as usual. But we never manage to do most of the stuffs as there were new staffs in the ward so theres alot of helping hand and we're left there to do nothing. My god. I was practically waiting for some miracle to happen. Haha. But soon, it got pretty busy and most of us were on our feets. So yeah. Ended at three plus. Home-d with munirah. Had a nice nap. Woke up and bathed. Fetched babylove from work. While waiting, i bumped into daphne. Haha. She was going to the lobby to meet her bf. So yeah. I waited at the playground. Did stargazing. So cool. So niceeee :))) Babylove came then we took the bus to point. Wanted to eat there but then babylove changed his mind. So we boarded the bus back home to tampines went to small mac to get some food. Then ate at my block. Talked-talked. Home. Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to talk on the phone for alwhile thou. Good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon shift. Met babylove at 403. Then he sent me to the mrt station. Took the train down to work. Then blahblahblah. Work in the afternoon was abit slacked. Nothing much to do. Just waiting for callbells to come and stuff. JCI on that day. So we had a nice long break. Haha. Ended at nine. Home-d with yi xian. Sat at small macs to wait for babylove to come. Blahblahblah. Had some thing going on. It wasn't a pleasant one. Its better only the both of us knew and no one else. Yeah. But i was glad, things got resolved. Syukur alhamdulilah. Homed. Talked to him for awhile. Yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Thursday &amp;amp; friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon shift again &amp;amp; again. Err, nothing much really. Haha. Me and munirah had a great time laughing at the year one's. So semangat balik rumah pakai name tag. Pegi keje pun pakai name tag. Haha. So cute yet so funny lah ok. Lol. Bumped into shiirah and her team mates. Then blahblahblah. Two days straight i never get to meet babylove. Its ok. It builds up the kerinduan. Haha. Homed. Then yeahhh. -___-" Lamemofo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay home! Haha. I'M SO GOOD KAN! I stay home during my saturday. Ape lagi. Bangun da pukul berape. Then i was having segugut. Perut sakit like anything. Babylove texted me now and then. Haha. His text and calls is all i need to make my day a happy one :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, watched tv. Prayed. Makan appetite aint that good but i forced myself to eat to make babylove not worried more. Haha. I asked him to ask his mum some questions and i didn't know cold water can make your darah beku. So from now on i cannot drink cold water. How like that? Ahyeerr. Haha. So anyways, yupp. Texted with babylove in the night. Watched arsenal against chelsea. FA cup semi finals. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHICH BTW BEEL, THEY LOST! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha. Waited for babylove to miss call me but he did at 4plus. I already zzzzz. Took painkiller and all. See la this boy. Play psp until 4plus then only want to miss call me. Haiyaa. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most probably i'll be going out with family. The usual la. Makan-makan then jalan-jalan all. Yeah. Sunday kan family day :)&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i'm in afternoon shift. Meeting babylove first then he'll send me to the mrt station. *Screams of joy* Haha. Finally meeting him! Yay! I'm so estatic. Ok diam. Haha. So yeah. I don't know what to type already. I'll see if this post needs to be edited later on aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Like the stars in the sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am calling to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the heavens above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am looking for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the depths of my soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will live and breathe for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sadness dwells inside you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have nothing to fear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for I am next to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can feel your sadness;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me be sad for you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so you will feel love once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Worry not about life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let me worry for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You should always love life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for it is a part of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be there when you fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to catch you and say I Love You. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that we've been through, after all this time, i'm still coming back home to you. I'm deeply grateful to allah for still keeping us strong. For still making us be together. For still making us love each other like we did before. Looks like all our hopes and our dreams will come true ayebaybay? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if for the past few days i've dissapointed you and stuff. You know i never meant to. You know i've always loved you. You know by now how much you mean to me. And how much i had to do to prove it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll always want to be there for you. Through your darkest nights and your brightest days.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope, you'll be there for me too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you babylove! More than ever now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we'll make it to forever. Lets hope and pray ok. You know, i know, we want this to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mwahmwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BABY I CAN SEE YOUR HALO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know you're my saving grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-1973368859534107717?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/1973368859534107717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=1973368859534107717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1973368859534107717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/1973368859534107717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/youll-never-see-me-cry.html' title='you&apos;ll never see me cry/.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SerRLVPgcCI/AAAAAAAAAS0/aJbzFebh6zY/s72-c/Busy__by_aaronkor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-8040040656126349516</id><published>2009-04-13T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:20:07.160+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='346 days.'/><title type='text'>baby i can see/.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SeNg87ax9DI/AAAAAAAAASs/zl1Y_EVRbBk/s1600-h/Liars_by_Nightgazer27913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SeNg87ax9DI/AAAAAAAAASs/zl1Y_EVRbBk/s200/Liars_by_Nightgazer27913.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324205784340493362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Fcuking liars should rot and burn in hell. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Suppppp homs :)) Today i woke up late. Wah sottt. Haha. I woke up at 0545. Can you imagine that? I had to take a cab from tampines. Luckily i reached the ward at 0635. Yeah. My eyes were swollen. Sheesh. So, ward was pretty busy in the morning. The usuals. Break time, i wanted to sleeeeeeeeeeeeeep! But i can't. Sott wahhhh. Haha. After 1, its relax time. Haha. I kena " lecture " by miss rahimah. Heh heh heh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My best friend :)))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. After work. Headed home to collect stuffs. Then off to IMH to meet babylove. Took bus down to point. Bought me some fooooooooood. Haha. I was damn hungry, i didn't eat during my shift. Chill at this block. Talked about some stuff. Then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;Slept in the bus. Haha. Yessssss. But it wasn't a fulfilling one. My neck was aching damn bad. Tskk. So anyways, reached tampines interchange. Felt giddy. Tskk. And i felt weakkk. Haiyaa. Haha. Reached my block, talked about some more things. Then home. Wanted to take off my shoes mother ask me to go bedok with her. So go la. With my nursing uniform still on. Tskk.&lt;br /&gt;So glamour -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked with babylove on the phone. We had some issues to settle . Glad we did. Headed home and bathed. Ate. Talked with babylove again and here i am now. Waiting for his call. Yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I despise liars. May you burn and rot in hell.&lt;br /&gt;With the demons and other satans.&lt;br /&gt;Asshole. No life.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know if you lie alot, your breath will stink? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Tskk. Motherballs. Go die lah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid people nothing to do. Threaten people here and there with stupid messages and stupid calls. Fyou, balls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, morning shift againnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i will never lie to you. You know i will never repeat the same mistake twice. And i hope you do too babylove. You know, i know, we both hate seeing each other like this. We must be strong. Prove to all the hatebreeds out there that we're still loving and still standing tall. You know i need you. You know i want you. They are jealous cause they aint got you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BABYLOVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sape nak curik dier dari aku, MEH SINI ONE ON ONE NGAN AKU.&lt;br /&gt;Kau tak akan dapat dier selagi kau tak langkah mayat aku. No way in hell, balls!&lt;br /&gt;Fierce kan? Heh heh heh. MESTILAH ABEH!&lt;br /&gt;Ok da. Besok you petang. Grrr. Baik-baik eh nanti malam-malam.&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh heh. See you tomorrow night. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mwahmwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KU AKUI KU SANGAT-SANGAT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Menginginkanmu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-8040040656126349516?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/8040040656126349516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=8040040656126349516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8040040656126349516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/8040040656126349516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/baby-i-can-see.html' title='baby i can see/.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SeNg87ax9DI/AAAAAAAAASs/zl1Y_EVRbBk/s72-c/Liars_by_Nightgazer27913.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-4919135846038271746</id><published>2009-04-13T01:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T01:23:17.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='346 days.'/><title type='text'>aku/.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cQrSyOvRMzg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;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/cQrSyOvRMzg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" 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;&lt;br /&gt;Since you guys can't stop my music, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQrSyOvRMzg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My repeating song on the ipod and everywhere. Kinda addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;Give it a listen.&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: depressed and tired.&lt;br /&gt;Working in 5 hours ++. Pffft!&lt;br /&gt;Laterrrrrr homs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7238825045170445137-4919135846038271746?l=diyyanaa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/feeds/4919135846038271746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7238825045170445137&amp;postID=4919135846038271746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4919135846038271746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7238825045170445137/posts/default/4919135846038271746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyyanaa.blogspot.com/2009/04/aku_3145.html' title='aku/.'/><author><name>diyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17905760565538109186</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/Sxn6KaBZ6QI/AAAAAAAAAsI/HFzK9i-oHOM/S220/123.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7238825045170445137.post-3247265607820751145</id><published>2009-04-12T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T01:14:55.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='344 days'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SeDLBD380hI/AAAAAAAAASc/eUnVbLET8Sw/s1600-h/Pieces_of_Flair_Button_2_by_kinkysweet.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 117px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SeDLBD380hI/AAAAAAAAASc/eUnVbLET8Sw/s320/Pieces_of_Flair_Button_2_by_kinkysweet.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323477978632213010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" Live like theres no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh like you've never laughed before.&lt;br /&gt;Love like its your last day on earth. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SeDLdaMk3DI/AAAAAAAAASk/QLP8X9llK6A/s1600-h/dancing_smilies_by_blondyXxp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 45px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ovbhBOuq1ig/SeDLdaMk3DI/AAAAAAAAASk/QLP8X9llK6A/s200/dancing_smilies_by_blondyXxp.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323478465660640306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supppp homies :)) Haha. Well, today is sunday. Tomorrow is monday. And you know what that means? Its working day for me! Attachment begins. ARGHHERGHHURGHH! Haha. So anyways, yesterday, i just stayed home the whole day. Yes. Watched tv and eateateat! Omg. I think i gained 3kg. Hahahaha. Now i can even pass by 55 for sit ups! Shit! I must stop eating. Seriously. And also, for the past week. I've been having diarrhoea everytime after i eat something. Yet i'm gaining that extra pound(i have to anyway) hahaha. But still! I don't know whats wrong with me. Haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched liverpool against i-swear-i-forgot-the-team. But i know they won 4-0 *insert many-many smiles* Haha. But! My happiness got down the drain when manchester united beat sunderland 2-1. That stupid Mac-something guy. Always the " bahan " for man u. Come in only score one goal. Shit you. Cut your legs off. Haha. If not, liverpool will be top by now. Grrr. Side from that, chelsea won 4-3. Arsenal won 4-1. So everybody win-win today. Haha. The 4 titans lah i mean :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how boring my life is? Haha. I need to do something. Already am doing something from monday onwards. Haiyaaa. I NEED TO ENJOY MYSELF TODAY! MY LAST DAY OF FREEDOM! Haha. I've yet to find my appointment card for the next chicken pox jab. Shit la. Haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die die die die die!&lt;/span&gt; AND I'VE YET TO KNOW MY SHIFT! WHAT IS THIS MAN! I HATE LAST MINUTE TO KNOW SHIFT! ARGHHH! Kalau tomorrow i morning, siap ah satu-satu. Kepala aku chop off. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Texting with babylove now while watching stoke against newcastle. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BORING!&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Thats all.&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;On a brighter note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To wonderful bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the start of hell for both of us. Haha. I just hope, we won't argue so much now that work is starting. I promise to you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;uhammad &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;aslim &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;li &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;han that i will take care of myself even more properly. I'll make sure, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing happens&lt;/span&gt;. With god as my protector. Ok babylove? Heh heh. And you too ok. Make sure those patients at IMH treat you well. Haha. Make friends with them, not be one of them. Ok-ok-ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Love You Babyloveeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Nothing in this world can stop us tonight. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care of yourself. See you tomorrow after work or something-something. I need to pass to you something from durriah also. Hahaha. Ok. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mwahmwah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Goodbye/}&lt;br /&gt;
