<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235</id><updated>2011-10-10T21:17:47.087+08:00</updated><category term='get a life'/><category term='im sorry'/><category term='attachment'/><category term='being there always'/><category term='mycousins'/><category term='having you..'/><category term='Iftar and Birthday'/><category term='happy birthday'/><category term=':&apos;('/><category term='iloveyou'/><category term='be in ppl&apos;s shoes'/><category term='irreplaceable moments'/><category term='love my nenek:)'/><category term='Cheaters'/><category term='standing strong'/><category term='birthday girl'/><category term='tmr will be monday'/><category term='4-KICK ASSes'/><category term='My Everything'/><category term='Thankyou'/><category term='sentosa'/><category term='time changes everything'/><category term='Still waiting...'/><category term='Iftar'/><category term='hehes'/><title type='text'>Colours of my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8240736425007608029</id><published>2011-04-24T01:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T02:36:06.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob Marley~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmIcPvMTCNc/TbMTqtGnd8I/AAAAAAAABfY/R7Sjk5vW5uc/s1600/8434_172169612416_550987416_2716150_1677397_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598840386134439874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmIcPvMTCNc/TbMTqtGnd8I/AAAAAAAABfY/R7Sjk5vW5uc/s320/8434_172169612416_550987416_2716150_1677397_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This lady here. She is Nazyha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OfzDVI7-H6s/TbMSmBRhxJI/AAAAAAAABfI/oqzNf6-aNVc/s1600/188712_10150126205108334_621878333_6453851_2030016_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598839206137939090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OfzDVI7-H6s/TbMSmBRhxJI/AAAAAAAABfI/oqzNf6-aNVc/s320/188712_10150126205108334_621878333_6453851_2030016_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a friend of Naufal in Chem Eng and now she became a friend of mine too. This girl, i love her. She's the one i can talk to about anything. Just anything. When it comes to my problems and my feelings, she is able to understand. During my IMH posting, she is the only soul out of my long list of friends who bothers to text me up after my shift most of the time to ask how things is going on at work. She is the only one who gets worried all over during my attachment posting. Up till now, she bothers to text me up to check whether im doing ok with my life. Now, how can i not love her? God gave me another awesome soul in my sweet-sour-spicy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE YOU SO MUCH NAZYHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-8240736425007608029?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8240736425007608029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/bob-marley-this-lady-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8240736425007608029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8240736425007608029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/bob-marley-this-lady-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bmIcPvMTCNc/TbMTqtGnd8I/AAAAAAAABfY/R7Sjk5vW5uc/s72-c/8434_172169612416_550987416_2716150_1677397_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-6218562017673097535</id><published>2011-04-22T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T00:49:48.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tw9VPQNCuXQ/TbBZQXyXwcI/AAAAAAAABfA/rQC77MXHRJs/s1600/l.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598072474619593154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tw9VPQNCuXQ/TbBZQXyXwcI/AAAAAAAABfA/rQC77MXHRJs/s320/l.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im missing my long hair with those nice curls. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lifes being a bitch but too bad, still have to live with it. In fact, God wants it to be this way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyways, im missing my IMH attachment. Those 10 days of fun and enjoyment. Rindu giler please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today marks the end of week 1 of Year 3. I can really feel the stress that awaits me. Gotta settle with Projects and FYP. Then comes PRCP. I hope i hav the courage to ace this final yet tough lap. They goodbye NP and hello to Diploma.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna add in a few words about those special events i had during my hols.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 9th April 2011.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Me and Fal head down to Fya's crib. Planning for a surprise breakfast for her. But unfortunately, she was at JB at that point of time. But still we stayed there, chit chatting with Fina and their grandfather. Datuk so cute please! I miss having one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anws from fya's crib, fal head down and spent time with my family as at the same time, he wanna visit my Nenek. That day was indeed special. I spent time with Naufal for an awesome 7 hours. And at night, The Indian Society had a meet up. Fad Fya Fal catching up session. NAISE! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, 12th April 2011.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Met Naz at her workplace together with Fal. Glad that im able to meet her. Rindu many many. Then the next awesome part is, one of my have-to-do list is finally achieved. Me and Naufal prayed maghrib together. Im really more than thankful to Allah for making it happen, for the awesome opportunity. Alhamdulillah.... :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 13th April 2011.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Night cycling at Changi Coast was the Bomb. Seriously. Started cycling around 8pm with Fal. Those beautiful sceneries we came across, the moon, the stars, the aeroplanes. Its too beautiful and i'll keep it in mind forever. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-6218562017673097535?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6218562017673097535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-missing-my-long-hair-with-those-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6218562017673097535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6218562017673097535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-missing-my-long-hair-with-those-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tw9VPQNCuXQ/TbBZQXyXwcI/AAAAAAAABfA/rQC77MXHRJs/s72-c/l.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-7829390574268152457</id><published>2011-04-15T13:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:29:14.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dk-y-7xrEaM/TafWyAix7zI/AAAAAAAABe4/6Mynrxv5hoc/s1600/ishqa%2Balbiy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595677216658812722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dk-y-7xrEaM/TafWyAix7zI/AAAAAAAABe4/6Mynrxv5hoc/s400/ishqa%2Balbiy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Dear Nadia will be going back to Egypt in a few hours time. Babe, take care wherever you are for that long 5 years. Study hard and i'll meet you again ok baby. LOVE YOU! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-7829390574268152457?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7829390574268152457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-dear-nadia-will-be-going-back-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7829390574268152457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7829390574268152457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-dear-nadia-will-be-going-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dk-y-7xrEaM/TafWyAix7zI/AAAAAAAABe4/6Mynrxv5hoc/s72-c/ishqa%2Balbiy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8635216491901122187</id><published>2011-04-07T18:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T18:42:00.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGs685Lr0HY/TZ2TahfF8RI/AAAAAAAABew/TzoX-KP3Xps/s1600/tumblr_lh6sd3Otxa1qemh6bo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592788396138688786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGs685Lr0HY/TZ2TahfF8RI/AAAAAAAABew/TzoX-KP3Xps/s320/tumblr_lh6sd3Otxa1qemh6bo1_400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cuteness right? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2kDnXL8174/TZ2RwawqhxI/AAAAAAAABeo/OCr-3CYk4zk/s1600/208611_10150214909893083_741288082_8694934_7133309_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592786573267207954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2kDnXL8174/TZ2RwawqhxI/AAAAAAAABeo/OCr-3CYk4zk/s320/208611_10150214909893083_741288082_8694934_7133309_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;To this lady over here, im really proud of you making it to poly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jiayo baby! I know you can do it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its time for you to grab a diploma!!!&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/2201272772261753235-8635216491901122187?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8635216491901122187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/cuteness-right-d-to-this-lady-over-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8635216491901122187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8635216491901122187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/cuteness-right-d-to-this-lady-over-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iGs685Lr0HY/TZ2TahfF8RI/AAAAAAAABew/TzoX-KP3Xps/s72-c/tumblr_lh6sd3Otxa1qemh6bo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2616659156392066029</id><published>2011-03-29T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T20:00:14.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love my nenek:)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R30R5zR0jyA/TZHJAKS7LSI/AAAAAAAABeg/m9jlACyY45Y/s1600/190385_1906904549865_1159327016_32229180_7949621_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589469617144409378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R30R5zR0jyA/TZHJAKS7LSI/AAAAAAAABeg/m9jlACyY45Y/s400/190385_1906904549865_1159327016_32229180_7949621_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love this woman here so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For now, im not asking much. I just want her to be fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just fine to see her smile cause i know that she's way too strong to go through what God has put in line for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;She is one of the best woman in my life and in my family.&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/2201272772261753235-2616659156392066029?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2616659156392066029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-this-woman-here-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2616659156392066029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2616659156392066029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-love-this-woman-here-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R30R5zR0jyA/TZHJAKS7LSI/AAAAAAAABeg/m9jlACyY45Y/s72-c/190385_1906904549865_1159327016_32229180_7949621_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8183206040713279148</id><published>2011-03-19T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:18:36.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsa3TQmA8VM/TYQSa2xjkhI/AAAAAAAABeY/LrIa9yfbY8U/s1600/tumblr_li4ieo7wTX1qcd57to1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585609690435523090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsa3TQmA8VM/TYQSa2xjkhI/AAAAAAAABeY/LrIa9yfbY8U/s400/tumblr_li4ieo7wTX1qcd57to1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-8183206040713279148?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8183206040713279148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8183206040713279148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8183206040713279148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rsa3TQmA8VM/TYQSa2xjkhI/AAAAAAAABeY/LrIa9yfbY8U/s72-c/tumblr_li4ieo7wTX1qcd57to1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3060864305677462928</id><published>2011-03-10T09:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T09:24:25.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OfgUbyeKis0/TXgltHqF86I/AAAAAAAABeQ/-CwCciCaVaE/s1600/qw.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582253195205669794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OfgUbyeKis0/TXgltHqF86I/AAAAAAAABeQ/-CwCciCaVaE/s400/qw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; Im dreading with my attachment. But in another way, ive learned a lot just in 2 days. First, i felt like a mum. Bathing, feeding and putting those lil babies to sleep. Nothing beats that 7hours of doing the same thing. And next, ive learned how meaningful life is actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;When it comes to attachment, im not only a human but also a pig. Cause i like to spend my free hours  sleeping. I'll not talk much at home. I get very angsty when people irritate me. Thats it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Im just tired with that 8hours of standing every single 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/2201272772261753235-3060864305677462928?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3060864305677462928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-dreading-with-my-attachment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3060864305677462928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3060864305677462928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-dreading-with-my-attachment.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OfgUbyeKis0/TXgltHqF86I/AAAAAAAABeQ/-CwCciCaVaE/s72-c/qw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1457347845882708926</id><published>2011-03-05T15:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T15:55:42.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 5 march 2011.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0930hours at East Coast Park.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;A beautiful Saturday morning, well spent with my chubbiest girlfriend, Fya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YzboBMj4dPk/TXHnc4G_TyI/AAAAAAAABeI/TqMewf0gaiY/s1600/41.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580495896572808994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YzboBMj4dPk/TXHnc4G_TyI/AAAAAAAABeI/TqMewf0gaiY/s400/41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7j0wDWFSeL8/TXHnQ0hoXdI/AAAAAAAABeA/l1z0cYTApug/s1600/IMG_1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580495689452379602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7j0wDWFSeL8/TXHnQ0hoXdI/AAAAAAAABeA/l1z0cYTApug/s320/IMG_1394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt; To satisfy my cravings for Mac breakfast, we had our Tapaos from Mac and had breakfast by the beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;She's a real sweetheart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;We shared our mcmuffin and hotcakes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;*perangai kalah orang ada matair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3lp5Gvm4IpE/TXHmdpvNx4I/AAAAAAAABd4/NkkvXEWm4Jo/s1600/IMG_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580494810383239042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3lp5Gvm4IpE/TXHmdpvNx4I/AAAAAAAABd4/NkkvXEWm4Jo/s320/IMG_1393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Fya's heart-chilli-sausagemcmuffin created by her and with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrKHATk0pfo/TXHmdZv7GpI/AAAAAAAABdw/dj7ZjWOaRdM/s1600/IMG_1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580494806091242130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrKHATk0pfo/TXHmdZv7GpI/AAAAAAAABdw/dj7ZjWOaRdM/s320/IMG_1395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;F-A-D hotcakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQz5U2AaBMA/TXHmdAn_26I/AAAAAAAABdo/CFxZhaD6yHI/s1600/IMG_1397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580494799347112866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQz5U2AaBMA/TXHmdAn_26I/AAAAAAAABdo/CFxZhaD6yHI/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;When sausage mac muffin meets hotcakes, it turns out to be PACMAN STORY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;*Fya's idea*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iqzJnXx3FRo/TXHmclLBGCI/AAAAAAAABdg/7X9VyYCQ_T4/s1600/IMG_1404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580494791977801762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iqzJnXx3FRo/TXHmclLBGCI/AAAAAAAABdg/7X9VyYCQ_T4/s320/IMG_1404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Despite the waves spoiling her sand-written names, she smiled throughout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;That makes my Saturday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOCt-owTNL0/TXHmcUcNssI/AAAAAAAABdY/3TSbSD2DiEU/s1600/IMG_1407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580494787486528194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOCt-owTNL0/TXHmcUcNssI/AAAAAAAABdY/3TSbSD2DiEU/s320/IMG_1407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We didnt expect for this awesome time together, but its nicely written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SudxcqhCElw/TXHlectp7wI/AAAAAAAABdQ/5FqNlMsWYsc/s1600/IMG_1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580493724555276034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SudxcqhCElw/TXHlectp7wI/AAAAAAAABdQ/5FqNlMsWYsc/s320/IMG_1410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Impromptu decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CYCLING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVwnCWp6D7U/TXHleF33uFI/AAAAAAAABdI/FQ9UydO6CuQ/s1600/IMG_1412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580493718424107090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PVwnCWp6D7U/TXHleF33uFI/AAAAAAAABdI/FQ9UydO6CuQ/s320/IMG_1412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;She complains of being tired most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Every 10mins at least. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;And the other complain, PAIN AT THE ASS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNdWCXkqKeU/TXHldhtiUqI/AAAAAAAABdA/2mBssEU6pD0/s1600/IMG_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580493708717085346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sNdWCXkqKeU/TXHldhtiUqI/AAAAAAAABdA/2mBssEU6pD0/s320/IMG_1416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;At the Bedok Jetty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Dearest, sorry for not knowing that theres memories at this place and pushing you through till the end of the Jetty. If i know about it, we wouldnt have our pit stop right here. Nevertheless, i like the few minutes at the Jetty. Eventhough its packed with humans, i could still sense some peacefulness here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJc6omuybuo/TXHkx9EHRGI/AAAAAAAABc4/TctAfDv3rdk/s1600/IMG_1442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580492960145294434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RJc6omuybuo/TXHkx9EHRGI/AAAAAAAABc4/TctAfDv3rdk/s400/IMG_1442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Lutfiah Bte Md Sani, thank you for the beautiful morning spent at ECP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;For making me smile every seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;For making me laugh at our jokes and clumsiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Our 3hours at ecp is indeed a memorable one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Remember that you will always be my prettiest and chubbiest lil girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And that i love you so much and nothing can change that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1457347845882708926?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1457347845882708926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/saturday-5-march-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1457347845882708926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1457347845882708926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/saturday-5-march-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YzboBMj4dPk/TXHnc4G_TyI/AAAAAAAABeI/TqMewf0gaiY/s72-c/41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1467500363710158574</id><published>2011-03-04T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T11:32:44.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lYxOpx4OZWM/TXBcv7zAT2I/AAAAAAAABcw/E1ru_KQIXWs/s1600/tumblr_lh0csbxV4u1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580061916887273314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lYxOpx4OZWM/TXBcv7zAT2I/AAAAAAAABcw/E1ru_KQIXWs/s400/tumblr_lh0csbxV4u1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im the last one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I always wonder what the heck happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They say, 'Everything is temporary'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Therefore, i tell myself that whatever is happening right now is temporary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll smile like nothing happen. And nothing is hurting me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1467500363710158574?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1467500363710158574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-last-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1467500363710158574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1467500363710158574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-last-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lYxOpx4OZWM/TXBcv7zAT2I/AAAAAAAABcw/E1ru_KQIXWs/s72-c/tumblr_lh0csbxV4u1qzu1fjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3292691801425581014</id><published>2011-03-04T10:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T11:14:21.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xuNn9ZdBCZ8/TXBV5a1qMLI/AAAAAAAABco/O4gUY53kkhI/s1600/183634_10150127128973257_644838256_6305911_3400827_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580054383257333938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xuNn9ZdBCZ8/TXBV5a1qMLI/AAAAAAAABco/O4gUY53kkhI/s320/183634_10150127128973257_644838256_6305911_3400827_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss blogging.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, im done with my exams. 3 papers. The first 2 was as nice as heaven while i screwed my last paper. Thanks to the sudden 'nauseatic feeling' that makes me give up with studying and thus not being able to answer most questions. Whatever it is, ive done my very best. Like what Eleena said, whatever happens, happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have today, saturday and sunday to appreciate the short rest. Back to attachment on 7th March. 2weeks at KKH and the other 2weeks at IMH. Im more worried with the one at IMH. Ive got this very big fear towards mental souls and that makes me feel so half-hearted to hit attachment. May everything goes well for that one month. InsyaAllah..... :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dOIlQswxP2k/TXBVfQfGXuI/AAAAAAAABcg/Nv8riWDgjPI/s1600/x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580053933801758434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dOIlQswxP2k/TXBVfQfGXuI/AAAAAAAABcg/Nv8riWDgjPI/s320/x.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This soul here, she is also known as Mamapooh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love her as much as i love myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's just too nice to her lil sister here and that makes me love her so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's way too awesome to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OuXVPO9CWg/TXBVfLbZoMI/AAAAAAAABcY/-vXfNr_BfNM/s1600/z.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580053932444065986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9OuXVPO9CWg/TXBVfLbZoMI/AAAAAAAABcY/-vXfNr_BfNM/s320/z.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I miss my Babyboys, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss being together with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss how they make me laugh every single seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss how they potray their idiotic self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss how we behave as like 'nurses-in-disguise'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3L31swguUVY/TXBVe-z2CTI/AAAAAAAABcQ/ucddVJpD6_g/s1600/c.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580053929056930098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3L31swguUVY/TXBVe-z2CTI/AAAAAAAABcQ/ucddVJpD6_g/s320/c.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The 3 most idoitic idiots; Rashid, Haiqal and JZ. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UJYUtcOtqZE/TXBUSmQhVII/AAAAAAAABcI/pX6JTX7InD0/s1600/q.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580052616796263554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UJYUtcOtqZE/TXBUSmQhVII/AAAAAAAABcI/pX6JTX7InD0/s320/q.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; HOMIESSSSS!&lt;br /&gt;Bubu miss every single one of you veryvery badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fl7CmsWUwh4/TXBUSQYlaiI/AAAAAAAABcA/7RefhjdH6uY/s1600/i.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580052610924505634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fl7CmsWUwh4/TXBUSQYlaiI/AAAAAAAABcA/7RefhjdH6uY/s320/i.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope to meet you guys again, anytime, real soon.&lt;br /&gt;*hearts you guys*&lt;br /&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/2201272772261753235-3292691801425581014?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3292691801425581014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-miss-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3292691801425581014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3292691801425581014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-miss-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xuNn9ZdBCZ8/TXBV5a1qMLI/AAAAAAAABco/O4gUY53kkhI/s72-c/183634_10150127128973257_644838256_6305911_3400827_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5244430987496769637</id><published>2011-01-12T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T18:17:17.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We welcome 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TS1-E5GJ40I/AAAAAAAABb0/1eqrmJEAxM0/s1600/IMG_0944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561239737383641922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TS1-E5GJ40I/AAAAAAAABb0/1eqrmJEAxM0/s400/IMG_0944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 3 days 2 nights chalet with my 2nd degree siblings is splendidly awesome. Our legal countdown party seems to be the best. All it takes is to hav all your loved ones under one roof and start the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bestfriends gav a good surprise on new year's night. It was one of the best moment to see the smiles on your besties faces on a brand new year. Thanks for the idea, Naufal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im hoping that 2011 would be a better year, but it seems to be like those past days or i should say even worst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-5244430987496769637?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5244430987496769637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-welcome-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5244430987496769637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5244430987496769637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-welcome-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TS1-E5GJ40I/AAAAAAAABb0/1eqrmJEAxM0/s72-c/IMG_0944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-7784376824096146709</id><published>2010-12-16T16:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T16:24:54.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random text msgs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i love waking up to random text msgs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQnL0joDUVI/AAAAAAAABbo/_cwf8yJ7pn0/s1600/63270_1733947946058_1159327016_31909374_4157402_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551192119487713618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQnL0joDUVI/AAAAAAAABbo/_cwf8yJ7pn0/s320/63270_1733947946058_1159327016_31909374_4157402_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this text from dearest Rashid, made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can i have this more often as it makes me smile the minute i woke up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ive got all this amazing people around me, whats more i can ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they're simply awesome. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-7784376824096146709?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7784376824096146709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/random-text-msgs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7784376824096146709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7784376824096146709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/random-text-msgs.html' title='random text msgs'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQnL0joDUVI/AAAAAAAABbo/_cwf8yJ7pn0/s72-c/63270_1733947946058_1159327016_31909374_4157402_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3701237901316584956</id><published>2010-12-16T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:37:27.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQm_yB-DKdI/AAAAAAAABbg/ilNktmhAHCo/s1600/c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551178881953901010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQm_yB-DKdI/AAAAAAAABbg/ilNktmhAHCo/s400/c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; i wana be a little girl back again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i wish i can turn back the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Holidays is coming to an end. 3 more days to go and thats it. Time to get worked out with attachments. i hope it wont be a bore coz i hate boring jobs. huh. To be honest, i just wana hav a long holiday like nobody's business, spent time doing nothing or something with loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Naufal will be leaving for Aussie this friday for 1 wk. So its like, a week without bestee? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyways, im really happy and thankful to hav awesome people all around me. Their hugs, their love, their advise is all i need for now. To get back up once again and get back to reality.&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/2201272772261753235-3701237901316584956?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3701237901316584956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wana-be-little-girl-back-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3701237901316584956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3701237901316584956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wana-be-little-girl-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQm_yB-DKdI/AAAAAAAABbg/ilNktmhAHCo/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1029007984499311921</id><published>2010-12-10T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T16:01:11.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for the rest of my life maher zain with lyric [HQ]</title><content type='html'>Next, ive fall for this song. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jIaBtaqudQw?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too meaningful....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1029007984499311921?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1029007984499311921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/for-rest-of-my-life-maher-zain-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1029007984499311921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1029007984499311921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/for-rest-of-my-life-maher-zain-with.html' title='for the rest of my life maher zain with lyric [HQ]'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jIaBtaqudQw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-6987198920099291282</id><published>2010-12-09T10:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T11:11:01.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day in Mauritius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;A day in Mauritius.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548510105357815682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBEiyaEj4I/AAAAAAAABbY/V9XIBfRx-WQ/s320/68557_493456438256_644838256_5643411_741232_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt; I found &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mauritius&lt;/span&gt; in Singapore when im on a date with Eleena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So this is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mauritius, my forever, dreamy dreamy place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBEijxmvKI/AAAAAAAABbQ/WEnY2EQSqVc/s1600/47580_493456478256_644838256_5643412_1485570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548510101429992610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBEijxmvKI/AAAAAAAABbQ/WEnY2EQSqVc/s320/47580_493456478256_644838256_5643412_1485570_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And so, i make this err poster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For eleena to cheer her up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hope it did and i hope she likes it too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bleah~ anything to make someone happy! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBDIfornmI/AAAAAAAABaw/wLVa8YWG6us/s1600/156813_493458608256_644838256_5643489_4448516_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548508554130595426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBDIfornmI/AAAAAAAABaw/wLVa8YWG6us/s320/156813_493458608256_644838256_5643489_4448516_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Spending sometime by the beach is all a broken hearted girl will need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And yes, we did it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBDILhrTqI/AAAAAAAABao/p4DOj6d_3UY/s1600/63660_493457873256_644838256_5643466_6737707_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548508548732505762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBDILhrTqI/AAAAAAAABao/p4DOj6d_3UY/s320/63660_493457873256_644838256_5643466_6737707_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;8hours by the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We talked. We sang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Thats good enough for something called; 'healing'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBDID9RpAI/AAAAAAAABag/ffLW4k1Sm2Q/s1600/162778_493458083256_644838256_5643472_2695229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548508546700780546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBDID9RpAI/AAAAAAAABag/ffLW4k1Sm2Q/s320/162778_493458083256_644838256_5643472_2695229_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thanks for the day girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We shall hit the beach again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBCt6KUMpI/AAAAAAAABaY/pk7wv7eO9Tw/s1600/39441_493456498256_644838256_5643413_1133742_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548508097394520722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBCt6KUMpI/AAAAAAAABaY/pk7wv7eO9Tw/s400/39441_493456498256_644838256_5643413_1133742_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dearest Eleena, i need you to be strong every single moment. Smile 'cause the smile that you owned makes me smile too. Keep that lil poster with you. I hope it helps in cheering you up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And you know what, i love you my first poly friend and will always be my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;p/s: lets buy water gun and start shooting some idiots down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;(kita jadi kakak main tembak2 ok)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-6987198920099291282?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6987198920099291282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-in-mauritius.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6987198920099291282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6987198920099291282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-in-mauritius.html' title='a day in Mauritius'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TQBEiyaEj4I/AAAAAAAABbY/V9XIBfRx-WQ/s72-c/68557_493456438256_644838256_5643411_741232_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1066035172112703060</id><published>2010-12-08T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T11:28:55.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are [Official Video]</title><content type='html'>To all of my girlfriends;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you people are amazing just the way you are. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LjhCEhWiKXk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack, ive been listening to this song every single day and every single minute.  bleah~ ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1066035172112703060?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1066035172112703060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/bruno-mars-just-way-you-are-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1066035172112703060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1066035172112703060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/bruno-mars-just-way-you-are-official.html' title='Bruno Mars - Just The Way You Are [Official Video]'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/LjhCEhWiKXk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3912357678009446084</id><published>2010-12-08T11:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T11:20:50.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason why school = AWESOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TP73WVTqN2I/AAAAAAAABaQ/XQqfZdBLxQs/s1600/148128_1679708600181_1461511885_1726846_8090315_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548143754015815522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TP73WVTqN2I/AAAAAAAABaQ/XQqfZdBLxQs/s320/148128_1679708600181_1461511885_1726846_8090315_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; poly girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TP73WK1VrVI/AAAAAAAABaI/5VDP5qIhPi0/s1600/154204_1679744361075_1461511885_1726993_74945_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548143751204285778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TP73WK1VrVI/AAAAAAAABaI/5VDP5qIhPi0/s320/154204_1679744361075_1461511885_1726993_74945_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TP73VhPy0UI/AAAAAAAABaA/WPK4nOGEq_M/s1600/154180_1679740960990_1461511885_1726979_4210444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548143740040958274" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TP72hnTjWfI/AAAAAAAABYw/dxCFaIU1NSg/s320/157087_1679705040092_1461511885_1726837_3082886_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TP71yCmt_FI/AAAAAAAABYo/6VlGMETEvJg/s1600/156172_1679806722634_1461511885_1727116_3131995_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548142031008562258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TP71yCmt_FI/AAAAAAAABYo/6VlGMETEvJg/s400/156172_1679806722634_1461511885_1727116_3131995_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey little princess, i hope you like the mini surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing i hope the most is that you will be the happiest girl on earth every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wana see you smile with the one you love the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May Allah bless you.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*winkies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3912357678009446084?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3912357678009446084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/reason-why-school-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3912357678009446084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3912357678009446084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/reason-why-school-awesome.html' title='The reason why school = AWESOME'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TP73WVTqN2I/AAAAAAAABaQ/XQqfZdBLxQs/s72-c/148128_1679708600181_1461511885_1726846_8090315_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2221640715790991582</id><published>2010-12-05T11:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T11:54:39.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im done with my Common Test for 2.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alhamdulillah... Ive done my best and hav worked hard to fulfill the promises that ive made to someone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then again, its a tradition. To hav an outing on every last paper of our test or exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TPsKM93KKZI/AAAAAAAABYg/tUNPxB-u2B8/s1600/155975_1679738920939_1461511885_1726968_4035341_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547038583917521298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TPsKM93KKZI/AAAAAAAABYg/tUNPxB-u2B8/s320/155975_1679738920939_1461511885_1726968_4035341_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ladies hit Marina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had lunch, we bowl and we chill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fact that im having two weeks of holidays before going of for attachment. I wana make full use of it. I wana spent more time with the ones i love. And not to forget, time for myself too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At times when i fall apart, im glad i got awesome bestfriends and nice girlfriends in school who picked me up. I took some time to get back up. I smiled sincerely coz thats what most of them have been wanting for; to be able to see my sincere smile back then in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Closest girlfriend in school said i have bipolar disorder. At times i can be really happy. While sometimes, she caught me sitting beside her, crying. Haa. That diadnosis is funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I learned the Thani language from Naufal. Its very funny when we communicate in that language. But its unique. It makes others wonder what we're talking about. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There this 'thing' about bestfriends that makes me love them so much. It is really hard to explain about it. But God knows that they mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TPsJuNmwo_I/AAAAAAAABYY/IwPXELQEQbM/s1600/76670_177786072236550_100000154766551_687993_6547041_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547038055567762418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TPsJuNmwo_I/AAAAAAAABYY/IwPXELQEQbM/s320/76670_177786072236550_100000154766551_687993_6547041_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the 20th November, we had our cousin's moviethon at Nana Man's crib at Jelapang. Its a good catching up session. At the same time, we threw a birthday surprise to Muneir since its his birthday too. Its nice to see everyone under one roof. Eventhough its not a complete one though, i could still feel the love in the house. A blessed family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since its holiday, im trying my best to blog more often and not abandoning this bloggy for so long. ahahaha.  =)&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/2201272772261753235-2221640715790991582?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2221640715790991582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-miss-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2221640715790991582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2221640715790991582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-miss-blogging.html' title='I miss blogging.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TPsKM93KKZI/AAAAAAAABYg/tUNPxB-u2B8/s72-c/155975_1679738920939_1461511885_1726968_4035341_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1264282543658289799</id><published>2010-10-19T16:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T16:18:37.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TL1UEHfrEgI/AAAAAAAABYQ/KisJH-wFOVA/s1600/tumblr_kw8edbwK181qaxnylo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529668347188941314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TL1UEHfrEgI/AAAAAAAABYQ/KisJH-wFOVA/s400/tumblr_kw8edbwK181qaxnylo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TL1T1Se5EUI/AAAAAAAABYA/RqOXIcGRBfM/s1600/04072009(008).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529668092440416578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TL1T1Se5EUI/AAAAAAAABYA/RqOXIcGRBfM/s400/04072009(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss being a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;kid&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/2201272772261753235-1264282543658289799?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1264282543658289799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-being-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1264282543658289799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1264282543658289799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-miss-being-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TL1UEHfrEgI/AAAAAAAABYQ/KisJH-wFOVA/s72-c/tumblr_kw8edbwK181qaxnylo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-485839153367914571</id><published>2010-10-14T09:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T10:30:02.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4-KICK ASSes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Babies hit the Town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZluFvaFOI/AAAAAAAABXw/Ob7kDFY9YOw/s1600/k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527717435133269218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZluFvaFOI/AAAAAAAABXw/Ob7kDFY9YOw/s400/k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This three babyboys up here. I 'found' them during attachment. Thats when our group if formed. And we address ourselves as 'Babyboys and babygirl'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It always a matter of having fun when we're around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZlP6kGLTI/AAAAAAAABXo/jggYOgDWMo0/s1600/babyboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527716916736961842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZlP6kGLTI/AAAAAAAABXo/jggYOgDWMo0/s320/babyboys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; This three guys hav been with me most of the time during attachments. But im glad that our friendship grew. They were there to spice up my stressful poly life. Stuck up attachments moment will turn out to be a good-feeling one with their presence. They're the reason why i look forward for my attachment though the atmosphere sux. They bring up the fun during the 8hours of work each day. And im really glad to hav them. Glad to 'found' them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZlPtI7u7I/AAAAAAAABXg/KXIlUs_j1Jc/s1600/ef.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527716913133370290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZlPtI7u7I/AAAAAAAABXg/KXIlUs_j1Jc/s320/ef.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We decided to hit Town on the 12th October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;From two-games of Bowling to dinner at Seoul Garden to discovery at Helix Bridge to chilling at Singapore Flyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We camwhored here and there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Filled our every steps with laughters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkdE6gD-I/AAAAAAAABXY/l1Y6NXqnX8A/s1600/s5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527716043341959138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkdE6gD-I/AAAAAAAABXY/l1Y6NXqnX8A/s320/s5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; No one will ever know that we're nurses from our looks and behaviours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkc1LoxSI/AAAAAAAABXQ/CY-ncVF2yXk/s1600/s8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527716039118865698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkc1LoxSI/AAAAAAAABXQ/CY-ncVF2yXk/s320/s8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They will always be my 3 favourite idiots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkcd9p1VI/AAAAAAAABXI/sxmu6RDONiQ/s1600/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527716032886199634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkcd9p1VI/AAAAAAAABXI/sxmu6RDONiQ/s320/s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When we're together, the world goes upside down 'cause the only thing we know is to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkcI-wMUI/AAAAAAAABXA/LmjCrUQ2LGc/s1600/s6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527716027253666114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkcI-wMUI/AAAAAAAABXA/LmjCrUQ2LGc/s320/s6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkb_ZPGvI/AAAAAAAABW4/2HvRb8VpogA/s1600/69397_10150101015442782_706622781_7394988_8157926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527716024680389362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZkb_ZPGvI/AAAAAAAABW4/2HvRb8VpogA/s320/69397_10150101015442782_706622781_7394988_8157926_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Its really sad when they talked about us not being together as the complete 4-KICK ASSes for the next attachment onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well the only thing i hope is that this Friendship last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once again, thanks for the every little things that you guys did/gave all this while. For the love, funs, laughters and memories.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hearts my babyboys. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-485839153367914571?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/485839153367914571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/babies-hit-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/485839153367914571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/485839153367914571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/babies-hit-town.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLZluFvaFOI/AAAAAAAABXw/Ob7kDFY9YOw/s72-c/k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1536246253337502069</id><published>2010-10-12T10:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:08:02.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Backy backyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPOvBDMUqI/AAAAAAAABWg/LBLd2IBft2c/s1600/P1014232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526988474844730018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPOvBDMUqI/AAAAAAAABWg/LBLd2IBft2c/s400/P1014232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPONpX26FI/AAAAAAAABWY/GLM-trmMDCk/s1600/P1014338.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally ive turned 19. *winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Met my loved ones on the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPOMbWjTiI/AAAAAAAABWA/pT-EIiIfUX8/s1600/P1014305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526987880609828386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPOMbWjTiI/AAAAAAAABWA/pT-EIiIfUX8/s320/P1014305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 25th september; Uqasha's 1st birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a BLACK&amp;amp;RED PARTY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice chalet, Nice party, everything turns out good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPMNx3t9cI/AAAAAAAABV4/v0QjqLMMXME/s1600/SAM_0619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526985704811132354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPMNx3t9cI/AAAAAAAABV4/v0QjqLMMXME/s320/SAM_0619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We hit the BEACH on the 4th of Oct.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good time to have some catching ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPMNUeXahI/AAAAAAAABVw/XABKg_VkPd4/s1600/SAM_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526985696920168978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPMNUeXahI/AAAAAAAABVw/XABKg_VkPd4/s320/SAM_0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Met bestie, Naufal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so, the 4 of us decided to chill after so long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're back in action. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p/s: Izzah, thanks for the birthday present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me is loving it so much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the 6th, had a mini picnic with 2nd degree siblings at ECP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beach volleyball and star gazing was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A second round please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to Mediacorp after a year. This time round, not for Anugerah but for Muzika Extravaganza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPMNCVIBlI/AAAAAAAABVo/pu1dchxBlMQ/s1600/33593_450036512371_839467371_5320880_4215046_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526985692049573458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPMNCVIBlI/AAAAAAAABVo/pu1dchxBlMQ/s320/33593_450036512371_839467371_5320880_4215046_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 8th October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Atiqa and friend for the tix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10-10-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPMM3sLJuI/AAAAAAAABVg/2hCDT4QIspM/s1600/IMG_0551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526985689193457378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPMM3sLJuI/AAAAAAAABVg/2hCDT4QIspM/s320/IMG_0551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nice date and a nice gathering at cousin's crib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1536246253337502069?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1536246253337502069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/backy-backyyy-finally-ive-turned-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1536246253337502069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1536246253337502069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/backy-backyyy-finally-ive-turned-19.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TLPOvBDMUqI/AAAAAAAABWg/LBLd2IBft2c/s72-c/P1014232.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-573007394400113393</id><published>2010-08-25T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T16:11:47.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;I broke someone's heart today. I didnt really mean to. But i hav to speak up the truth to stop our 'argument'. And to YOU, if you're reading this, im sorry and i didnt mean to break your heart. I dont know the 'contents' in your heart either. All i know is that you want me to be happy. And i really am, right now.. Forgive me if i seem to be like a heartbreaker in your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;IMMA BAD GIRL TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;YOG closing ceremony tomorrow. I hope i'll get to see the fireworks again tomorrow night. I wana be the happy girl tomorrow. The one who will smile while looking up at the sky. Admiring the beauty of fireworks. And at the same time texting 'someone', wishing that we can witness the beauty together. HAHA. On the other hand, hav to report at 10am tomorrow and its like the fasting month. You get what i mean. I'll be worn out for sure but i know its kinda worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, i gonna hav this random post of my wishlist.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) I wish one day i can sembahyang berjemaah together with naufal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) I wish i can love everyone w/o hurting them with true facts. ('cause the truth will always hurt)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) I wish i can spent a day with Fya, playing the swing at the park or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) I wish everyone can always give me a hug or a kiss on my forehead for each time we bid goodbyes. ('cause that mite be the last time we met)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) I wish my parents are ok with relationship issues. (im gonna be 19 soon ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) I wish im not slow enough in catching things. Im just too sick and tired of being fooled with people who love to joke around. (i feel more like an idiot, seriously)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7) I wish i can spent a day with Izzah at the beach. Only the two of us and a whole lot of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8) I wish i can gather all my bestfriends and hav an outing together. Everyone must turn up. (when everyone is there, i'll smile and be the happy girl on that day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9) I wish i can go star gazzing with any of my loved ones. (the more the merrier. the lesser the romanticness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10) I wish im still a kid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can some people help me to fulfill those..? pretty please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-573007394400113393?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/573007394400113393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-broke-someones-heart-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/573007394400113393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/573007394400113393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-broke-someones-heart-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1342182312027970614</id><published>2010-08-25T07:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T07:44:19.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bbq with the OC</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;21/08/2010; BBQ with OC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRXQyNwRWI/AAAAAAAABTg/PqsKk2z_jHQ/s1600/41362_465495405319_714765319_6998092_6969502_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509124190049944930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRXQyNwRWI/AAAAAAAABTg/PqsKk2z_jHQ/s320/41362_465495405319_714765319_6998092_6969502_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im glad that we still meet up after our NDP trainings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A bond to treasure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWY_AAQLI/AAAAAAAABTY/5nqXbRWQdEc/s1600/45722_465495425319_714765319_6998093_5089970_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509123231409258674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWY_AAQLI/AAAAAAAABTY/5nqXbRWQdEc/s320/45722_465495425319_714765319_6998093_5089970_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're like siblings, just that we are made up of different races and come from different  backgrounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWYhWXPEI/AAAAAAAABTQ/mrfREO6kUdQ/s1600/45586_477482253792_622678792_6537990_8117154_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509123223449975874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWYhWXPEI/AAAAAAAABTQ/mrfREO6kUdQ/s320/45586_477482253792_622678792_6537990_8117154_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the two birthday girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWYIZ_KYI/AAAAAAAABTI/2V5FCmhd0nk/s1600/45586_477482158792_622678792_6537971_203657_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509123216754289026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWYIZ_KYI/AAAAAAAABTI/2V5FCmhd0nk/s320/45586_477482158792_622678792_6537971_203657_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My awesome ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWXsOUbRI/AAAAAAAABTA/V6Jk7z9Wmto/s1600/44583_465495365319_714765319_6998089_4570646_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509123209189158162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWXsOUbRI/AAAAAAAABTA/V6Jk7z9Wmto/s320/44583_465495365319_714765319_6998089_4570646_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and we love camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWXHTb0eI/AAAAAAAABS4/92RGnvXM_zs/s1600/40457_465492925319_714765319_6998021_5988456_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509123199278502370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRWXHTb0eI/AAAAAAAABS4/92RGnvXM_zs/s320/40457_465492925319_714765319_6998021_5988456_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVWwEwV6I/AAAAAAAABSw/bAW5wWmvaMQ/s1600/44848_465492910319_714765319_6998020_3408922_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509122093531289506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVWwEwV6I/AAAAAAAABSw/bAW5wWmvaMQ/s320/44848_465492910319_714765319_6998020_3408922_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love it when it comes to HAVING FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVWep1KtI/AAAAAAAABSo/DZ-bqA2Ar1k/s1600/45586_477482328792_622678792_6538005_7416169_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509122088854956754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVWep1KtI/AAAAAAAABSo/DZ-bqA2Ar1k/s320/45586_477482328792_622678792_6538005_7416169_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didnt drink. Trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, the bottle im holding is just a sparkling juice. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVV-PZPuI/AAAAAAAABSg/5xa9tv20-Qg/s1600/45586_477482143792_622678792_6537968_6548406_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509122080154140386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVV-PZPuI/AAAAAAAABSg/5xa9tv20-Qg/s320/45586_477482143792_622678792_6537968_6548406_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVVSJYYlI/AAAAAAAABSY/2X926lPx_Vo/s1600/45586_477481998792_622678792_6537940_315803_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509122068317758034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVVSJYYlI/AAAAAAAABSY/2X926lPx_Vo/s320/45586_477481998792_622678792_6537940_315803_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVU3eAmwI/AAAAAAAABSQ/_PMQ8wk8j8M/s1600/45586_477482198792_622678792_6537979_4828167_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509122061156522754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRVU3eAmwI/AAAAAAAABSQ/_PMQ8wk8j8M/s320/45586_477482198792_622678792_6537979_4828167_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Next pit stop; Kian Hwee's house. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1342182312027970614?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1342182312027970614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/bbq-with-oc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1342182312027970614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1342182312027970614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/bbq-with-oc.html' title='bbq with the OC'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THRXQyNwRWI/AAAAAAAABTg/PqsKk2z_jHQ/s72-c/41362_465495405319_714765319_6998092_6969502_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5508917842474756880</id><published>2010-08-22T12:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T13:17:03.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THCs5R2M90I/AAAAAAAABSA/U69rM1lZoLk/s1600/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THCr47Wa-sI/AAAAAAAABRw/fCu2Mpdeqrw/s1600/04042009(017).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508091338766875330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THCr47Wa-sI/AAAAAAAABRw/fCu2Mpdeqrw/s320/04042009(017).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Dearest cousin, Muhd Kameil a.k.a Jon Jon Kia ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THCr4XV4C4I/AAAAAAAABRo/NGPFNC62apM/s1600/29092008(032).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508091329100909442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THCr4XV4C4I/AAAAAAAABRo/NGPFNC62apM/s320/29092008(032).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; Dearest girlfriend, Lutfiah. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your birthday is not something to fear, but something to be happy about. Don't think of it like another year that you are older, think of it like another year that measures the love given to you by the ones you cherish. Hope you have an awesome 19th. Now you're a month older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU BOTH! ♥♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THCr3qhU1GI/AAAAAAAABRg/ZrSbRPwdXY8/s1600/17102008(028).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508091317069337698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THCr3qhU1GI/AAAAAAAABRg/ZrSbRPwdXY8/s320/17102008(028).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss schooling back in BGSS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The memories, people whom i met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, it really is a&lt;strong&gt; DIFFERENT STORY&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Year 2 in Poly isnt a good thing. Whats more in year 3, next? I dont know why ive been in fears this few weeks. Exams are coming. And im like super freaking effing slow. I failed my prac. That sux. I know i would hav passed if i didnt get chest tube. Luck isnt on my side the other day. Aniways, thanks to those who cheered me up on Thursday. I really love you all! Now, im pulling myself up again. Retest tomorrow. 2 more YOG training for this week and thats it. Im gonna start dating with all my manuals. Call me sick, call me crazy, but its time to start mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-5508917842474756880?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5508917842474756880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5508917842474756880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5508917842474756880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/THCr47Wa-sI/AAAAAAAABRw/fCu2Mpdeqrw/s72-c/04042009(017).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-4066224825816993973</id><published>2010-08-22T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T10:32:44.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anang - Separuh Jiwaku Pergi ( Official Video Clip )</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/7FmLMcKonaM/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7FmLMcKonaM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7FmLMcKonaM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this song. The lyrics = WOW! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-4066224825816993973?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4066224825816993973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/anang-separuh-jiwaku-pergi-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/4066224825816993973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/4066224825816993973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/anang-separuh-jiwaku-pergi-official.html' title='Anang - Separuh Jiwaku Pergi ( Official Video Clip )'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3220436807707268934</id><published>2010-08-20T13:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T13:24:59.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im gonna pick myself up today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOMETHING TO PROVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3220436807707268934?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3220436807707268934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-gonna-pick-myself-up-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3220436807707268934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3220436807707268934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-gonna-pick-myself-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3437760512098096208</id><published>2010-08-18T12:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T12:15:06.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bestfriends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 100%"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #3b5998; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;img alt="Facebook" src="http://www.facebook.com/images/fb_logo_small.png" /&gt;&lt;img height="0" alt="" src="http://badge.facebook.com/badge/239747684684.1159327016.1325481001.png" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #d8dfea 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: #edeff4; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #d8dfea 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #d8dfea 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #edeff4; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.facebook.com/images/icons/fbpage.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;p style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #808080; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: verdana"&gt;&lt;a title="Nur Fadhilah" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #3b5998; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.facebook.com/people/Nur-Fadhilah/1159327016" target="_TOP"&gt;Nur Fadhilah&lt;/a&gt; likes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: #ffffff; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; MARGIN: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; PADDING-TOP: 5px"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Bestfriend= Someone who knows everything about you and still likes you." style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; COLOR: #3b5998; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Bestfriend-Someone-who-knows-everything-about-you-and-still-likes-you/239747684684" target="_TOP"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Bestfriend= Someone who knows everything about you and still likes you." src="http://www.facebook.com/profile/pic.php?oid=AAAAAwAgACAAAAAM5TMCjrbQrEjTAQh2Cm8cuQHVY1vqet-jVbYLOpZR0gcq8QyKPKtvJD_VafLT2HDro898mANYi7NjjM81Kj4KlUGNc3inN1Rp-3fe4BUfKUS2KbZYAAqGp_iyH8kfe9f5&amp;amp;size=square" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" valign="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Bestfriend= Someone who knows everything about you and still likes you." style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; COLOR: #3b5998; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Bestfriend-Someone-who-knows-everything-about-you-and-still-likes-you/239747684684" target="_TOP"&gt;Bestfriend= Someone who knows everything about you and still likes you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: right; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;a title="Create your Like Badge" style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 11px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; COLOR: #3b5998; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: verdana; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.facebook.com/badges/like.php" target="_TOP"&gt;Create your Like Badge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;I MISS MY BESTFRIENDS! =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3437760512098096208?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3437760512098096208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/bestfriends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3437760512098096208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3437760512098096208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/bestfriends.html' title='bestfriends'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-374796699944415153</id><published>2010-08-17T10:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T11:23:14.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NDP 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;August, 8, 2010.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGn0dyEJq1I/AAAAAAAABRY/Ohmtvummx3Q/s1600/38573_460520865319_714765319_6859324_8038350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506200811929709394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGn0dyEJq1I/AAAAAAAABRY/Ohmtvummx3Q/s400/38573_460520865319_714765319_6859324_8038350_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; Sad to say, thats our last day to work as a team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We went all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Have fun on Singapore's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;An awesome party for us, Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnz_WVk5QI/AAAAAAAABRQ/RpQcCrlHwag/s1600/40606_460522615319_714765319_6859453_1598825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506200289090528514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnz_WVk5QI/AAAAAAAABRQ/RpQcCrlHwag/s320/40606_460522615319_714765319_6859453_1598825_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Thanks to the army for being nice enough to give us a funpack each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I was about to teared at this part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Got a mini memory from my leader and SOICs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Two different pictures with two different messages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;God knows how it feels like to be seperated after all those bondings we have created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The last shake hand, hugs, and smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Did that to everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;A night to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Our journey...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnz_Ab8IfI/AAAAAAAABRI/SYb7OgX8kkQ/s1600/39502_10150234243785647_530375646_14356557_1107585_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506200283211637234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnz_Ab8IfI/AAAAAAAABRI/SYb7OgX8kkQ/s320/39502_10150234243785647_530375646_14356557_1107585_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We'll have lunch together before training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;For some days, i have skip lunch without because of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This was our last lunch for the NDP trainings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnz-D-n0dI/AAAAAAAABQw/hxU6N9MhtFg/s1600/39619_459124950319_714765319_6812493_3500980_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506200266982543826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnz-D-n0dI/AAAAAAAABQw/hxU6N9MhtFg/s320/39619_459124950319_714765319_6812493_3500980_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; FREE Old Chang Kee food every training.&lt;br /&gt;Our favourite lepak area before deployment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzUxKO8XI/AAAAAAAABQo/3YFRbXk2XRA/s1600/39342_425599947331_558367331_4754051_1075514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199557556334962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzUxKO8XI/AAAAAAAABQo/3YFRbXk2XRA/s320/39342_425599947331_558367331_4754051_1075514_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; We suggested to have our own photo booth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Maybe next NDP show which is next year, perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzUhVhwGI/AAAAAAAABQg/jq1TTFV-T_k/s1600/39893_478383153011_704913011_6612131_1220039_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199553308737634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzUhVhwGI/AAAAAAAABQg/jq1TTFV-T_k/s320/39893_478383153011_704913011_6612131_1220039_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We camwhored everywhere we feel like too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;It will always be a random one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzUYKN_KI/AAAAAAAABQY/QV7XC7LoupY/s1600/39354_473104313792_622678792_6427399_6532935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199550845385890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzUYKN_KI/AAAAAAAABQY/QV7XC7LoupY/s320/39354_473104313792_622678792_6427399_6532935_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; Our reporting area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We'll never miss taking photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Oh, and we had our water parade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Yamseeennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggg!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzT--wueI/AAAAAAAABQQ/KJCGP7VDdyA/s1600/39259_459125915319_714765319_6812573_1843069_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199544086444514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzT--wueI/AAAAAAAABQQ/KJCGP7VDdyA/s320/39259_459125915319_714765319_6812573_1843069_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; One of the best moments is when the public wana take photos with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Popular much huh? ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzTgJ4tSI/AAAAAAAABQI/SNAtip9Bzf4/s1600/41281_10150234244760647_530375646_14356578_2204642_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506199535811605794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnzTgJ4tSI/AAAAAAAABQI/SNAtip9Bzf4/s320/41281_10150234244760647_530375646_14356578_2204642_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; Despite the hot weather, we didnt forget the term; HAVE FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyynPgKbI/AAAAAAAABQA/cbCaS7cBtoY/s1600/33512_460522440319_714765319_6859444_7432598_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506198970778528178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyynPgKbI/AAAAAAAABQA/cbCaS7cBtoY/s320/33512_460522440319_714765319_6859444_7432598_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; Our last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyyQiAn2I/AAAAAAAABP4/LLcLbePE4uc/s1600/38535_478382163011_704913011_6612073_566918_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506198964682137442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyyQiAn2I/AAAAAAAABP4/LLcLbePE4uc/s320/38535_478382163011_704913011_6612073_566918_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; Kian Hwee, our 'president'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;My coolio, understanding leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;His two fav sentences:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;1) Im the president.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;2) Fadhilah, please go and get a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyyAN-b1I/AAAAAAAABPw/IQCE6w7fsm8/s1600/38535_478382168011_704913011_6612074_5395728_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506198960303140690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyyAN-b1I/AAAAAAAABPw/IQCE6w7fsm8/s320/38535_478382168011_704913011_6612074_5395728_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This beautiful lady here is also my leader.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The gugugaga one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyx3_l-II/AAAAAAAABPo/itLWhj0BDB8/s1600/38739_459125015319_714765319_6812497_5302579_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506198958095333506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyx3_l-II/AAAAAAAABPo/itLWhj0BDB8/s320/38739_459125015319_714765319_6812497_5302579_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; My fulltime darling during training; Sandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sidetrack: Those army guys at the back there. They're the medics and they are nice people. Very friendly. Never fails to smile. At times, i'll watch the show with them. Through the big screen only. I even got free, delicious yogurt drink from them. Awesomeness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyxhLZJmI/AAAAAAAABPg/EsQaxsWrOvc/s1600/39747_478381833011_704913011_6612067_1403319_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506198951970809442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyxhLZJmI/AAAAAAAABPg/EsQaxsWrOvc/s320/39747_478381833011_704913011_6612067_1403319_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Ira, my closest malay soul in the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Just the two of us can rock the walking pavement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyWdV-ojI/AAAAAAAABPY/F8UjvhlvrV4/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506198487084999218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnyWdV-ojI/AAAAAAAABPY/F8UjvhlvrV4/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Tina, the woman who will always offer to have photoshots here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnx1CH_l9I/AAAAAAAABPQ/8qhBXJXMK8g/s1600/40490_459124755319_714765319_6812474_1838527_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197912842901458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnx1CH_l9I/AAAAAAAABPQ/8qhBXJXMK8g/s320/40490_459124755319_714765319_6812474_1838527_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; This beautiful lady here, Ai lian, reminds me of Nisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;They will sure look alike if i were to put them side by side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnx0kFWokI/AAAAAAAABPI/1TcqiIoCNG4/s1600/40069_473104883792_622678792_6427458_4436288_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197904778764866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnx0kFWokI/AAAAAAAABPI/1TcqiIoCNG4/s320/40069_473104883792_622678792_6427458_4436288_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We'll grab anyone to take picture with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Just anyone and anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnx0AeeuwI/AAAAAAAABO4/IMXO0629QQo/s1600/40069_473104873792_622678792_6427456_7611211_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197895220476674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnx0AeeuwI/AAAAAAAABO4/IMXO0629QQo/s320/40069_473104873792_622678792_6427456_7611211_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; The lady in the middle, Rosie a.k.a. Kajol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;We'll never fail to get drunk on our way home for every training.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;She never fails to make my going home journey an awesome one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnxz9hR_RI/AAAAAAAABOw/JcINJ9f2a_w/s1600/39895_425294513959_621573959_4675587_2608025_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506197894426918162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGnxz9hR_RI/AAAAAAAABOw/JcINJ9f2a_w/s320/39895_425294513959_621573959_4675587_2608025_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I'll treasure every moments i spent with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Looking forward for our OC Outings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-374796699944415153?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/374796699944415153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/ndp-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/374796699944415153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/374796699944415153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/ndp-2010.html' title='NDP 2010'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TGn0dyEJq1I/AAAAAAAABRY/Ohmtvummx3Q/s72-c/38573_460520865319_714765319_6859324_8038350_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1842740979272216419</id><published>2010-07-18T10:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T11:32:50.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brother's Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its Abang Hussein big day on the 10th July.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJooXzdZCI/AAAAAAAABOo/N6smWx9GeMI/s1600/33423_142882665726891_100000154766551_450301_803518_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495069538139333666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJooXzdZCI/AAAAAAAABOo/N6smWx9GeMI/s320/33423_142882665726891_100000154766551_450301_803518_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So, this is my lovely brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Im happy for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, everything goes perfectly fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJon3u1u9I/AAAAAAAABOg/JpWTjZ5gRSs/s1600/34497_142883665726791_100000154766551_450330_5001694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495069529530022866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJon3u1u9I/AAAAAAAABOg/JpWTjZ5gRSs/s320/34497_142883665726791_100000154766551_450330_5001694_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; Gorgeous Kak Nini who got married to my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;A new family member in the bigBIG family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJonmipKDI/AAAAAAAABOY/9d4VIta0Mlg/s1600/34619_142882812393543_100000154766551_450308_5781384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495069524915464242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJonmipKDI/AAAAAAAABOY/9d4VIta0Mlg/s320/34619_142882812393543_100000154766551_450308_5781384_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; Sidetrack: I LOVE HENNA HAND DESIGNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Thanks to MamaPooh for designing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It simply completes me with the outfit for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJjf7w3jRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/2GjuDxMBXFI/s1600/37650_410952209054_672719054_4592504_320039_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495063895615180050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJjf7w3jRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/2GjuDxMBXFI/s320/37650_410952209054_672719054_4592504_320039_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; I simply love going to family weddings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cause the reasons are i get to meet my family members, get to know more relatives, catching up with lovely cousins, dance, and basically, all out partying on every wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJjfQabJCI/AAAAAAAABOI/hFZ4rgkaksk/s1600/38164_410951549054_672719054_4592499_753338_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495063883978318882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJjfQabJCI/AAAAAAAABOI/hFZ4rgkaksk/s320/38164_410951549054_672719054_4592499_753338_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;She's my second 'mummy'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Dad's lil sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;I love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJjfFllV0I/AAAAAAAABOA/1EvnZc_6wHI/s1600/34497_142883662393458_100000154766551_450329_6582125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495063881072334658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJjfFllV0I/AAAAAAAABOA/1EvnZc_6wHI/s320/34497_142883662393458_100000154766551_450329_6582125_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Sister who is very talented with Henna-ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I love her designs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Most of my Brother's wedding occasion wont be complete without Phantom's group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cheers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;It adds more to the BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i like*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJje77bXBI/AAAAAAAABN4/cKnGVUQ6GSM/s1600/38164_410951554054_672719054_4592500_7074891_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495063878479600658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJje77bXBI/AAAAAAAABN4/cKnGVUQ6GSM/s320/38164_410951554054_672719054_4592500_7074891_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This time round, this lady join us in the dancefloor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The dancefloor was super awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I dance like nobody's business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;heh. Like i said in fb, no one should say that i have to behave on that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Literally, no one said that and it simple means;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;ALL OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;The songs, i LOVEEEeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aunt approached me and say that my dance is getting better and better. And i answered, 'i getting fatter and so must dance more.' (padahal-padahal) Im very stress actually. So that explains my attitude on the dancefloor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ahahahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJjeZDnQBI/AAAAAAAABNw/MT5kuCbbMj8/s1600/38164_410951564054_672719054_4592502_5097710_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495063869118693394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJjeZDnQBI/AAAAAAAABNw/MT5kuCbbMj8/s320/38164_410951564054_672719054_4592502_5097710_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Next stop, another bro's wedding with this beautiful lady here.&lt;br /&gt;2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The next ultimate wedding!&lt;br /&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/2201272772261753235-1842740979272216419?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1842740979272216419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/brothers-big-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1842740979272216419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1842740979272216419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/brothers-big-day.html' title='Brother&apos;s Big Day'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJooXzdZCI/AAAAAAAABOo/N6smWx9GeMI/s72-c/33423_142882665726891_100000154766551_450301_803518_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8847968143312927635</id><published>2010-07-18T09:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T09:49:45.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th July; The Day We Became Tourist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ The Day We Became Tourist ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZyggaPrI/AAAAAAAABNo/7NJrzPBOf24/s1600/34843_429225093256_644838256_4412535_2311521_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495053219599630002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZyggaPrI/AAAAAAAABNo/7NJrzPBOf24/s400/34843_429225093256_644838256_4412535_2311521_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My date with dearest Eleena went extremely well on the 6th of July.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZa62HKDI/AAAAAAAABNg/WIiaI12u-Y8/s1600/34603_428572673256_644838256_4399570_5668721_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495052814353115186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZa62HKDI/AAAAAAAABNg/WIiaI12u-Y8/s320/34603_428572673256_644838256_4399570_5668721_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;We went to places that ive not been before though i call myself a Singaporean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;We became awesome tourist who is pretty much proud of Singapore landscape. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZagFwSaI/AAAAAAAABNY/OqYvKRdvk2o/s1600/35241_428575393256_644838256_4399654_5812860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495052807170967970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZagFwSaI/AAAAAAAABNY/OqYvKRdvk2o/s320/35241_428575393256_644838256_4399654_5812860_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;We camwhored anywhere and anytime we feel like to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Thanks to Ena's Nikon camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I enjoyed being a photographer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;While the owner of the camera became my model instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZaWbHyAI/AAAAAAAABNQ/JNY3wrrtfkU/s1600/35241_428575408256_644838256_4399657_4190298_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495052804576233474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZaWbHyAI/AAAAAAAABNQ/JNY3wrrtfkU/s320/35241_428575408256_644838256_4399657_4190298_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;We sat at the Skypark and spent our longest time there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Catching up with whatever that we have missed for weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Our life issues....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Basically everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZaBnlhmI/AAAAAAAABNI/vJokYnKBgkI/s1600/35241_428575438256_644838256_4399663_1361129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495052798991369826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZaBnlhmI/AAAAAAAABNI/vJokYnKBgkI/s320/35241_428575438256_644838256_4399663_1361129_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;She's my awesome first poly friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;She's the first friend that i talked to when i enter poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And the most beautiful thing is, our bond gets better every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZZk5eyaI/AAAAAAAABNA/rFGEzYM1JPc/s1600/35290_428575883256_644838256_4399679_2748125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495052791281797538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZZk5eyaI/AAAAAAAABNA/rFGEzYM1JPc/s320/35290_428575883256_644838256_4399679_2748125_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for the unforgettable day darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And thanks for being there throughout those stressful moments in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And you know that i love you deepdeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/2201272772261753235-8847968143312927635?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8847968143312927635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/6th-july-day-we-became-tourist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8847968143312927635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8847968143312927635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/6th-july-day-we-became-tourist.html' title='6th July; The Day We Became Tourist.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TEJZyggaPrI/AAAAAAAABNo/7NJrzPBOf24/s72-c/34843_429225093256_644838256_4412535_2311521_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8944721946511596552</id><published>2010-07-07T16:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T16:58:10.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CR3 group photo taken on 3rd July at Padang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Awesome OC1!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDRA7uSLITI/AAAAAAAABM4/0NXR_V1UwSU/s1600/34855_446734820319_714765319_6467090_514610_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491085240452194610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDRA7uSLITI/AAAAAAAABM4/0NXR_V1UwSU/s320/34855_446734820319_714765319_6467090_514610_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDRA7G6O_QI/AAAAAAAABMw/5XF3m3O1H7U/s1600/34639_446736780319_714765319_6467180_2748879_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491085229882801410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDRA7G6O_QI/AAAAAAAABMw/5XF3m3O1H7U/s320/34639_446736780319_714765319_6467180_2748879_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDRA66ZHdfI/AAAAAAAABMo/QZJRI_sEvJ4/s1600/34639_446736770319_714765319_6467179_1828132_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491085226522670578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDRA66ZHdfI/AAAAAAAABMo/QZJRI_sEvJ4/s320/34639_446736770319_714765319_6467179_1828132_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I love this random pic the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDRA6VgdgAI/AAAAAAAABMg/GM9K9jRYtxg/s1600/with+naufal(editted).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491085216621363202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDRA6VgdgAI/AAAAAAAABMg/GM9K9jRYtxg/s320/with+naufal(editted).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-8944721946511596552?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8944721946511596552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8944721946511596552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8944721946511596552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/photos.html' title='Photos :)'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDRA7uSLITI/AAAAAAAABM4/0NXR_V1UwSU/s72-c/34855_446734820319_714765319_6467090_514610_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8334434540840423956</id><published>2010-07-06T03:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T04:10:40.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We come from different background but we're made up of the same&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CRAZY GENES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awesome.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDIy0OQUfhI/AAAAAAAABMY/orNuq_i4RVk/s1600/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490506768479190546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDIy0OQUfhI/AAAAAAAABMY/orNuq_i4RVk/s320/cousins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDIyzo9emBI/AAAAAAAABMQ/A2W9W2PLgm4/s1600/DSC02191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490506758468048914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDIyzo9emBI/AAAAAAAABMQ/A2W9W2PLgm4/s320/DSC02191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The only 3 daraS left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(Belum kawin lagi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDIyzV0RJdI/AAAAAAAABMI/WqKfaIg9bPg/s1600/awesome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490506753329145298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDIyzV0RJdI/AAAAAAAABMI/WqKfaIg9bPg/s320/awesome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, someone is missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I simply wish you were there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To complete the; COMPLETE 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im greatly done with my attachment. 1week over. But i miss my babyboy(s). Haiqal, Rashid, Jz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My 2 weeks of attachment was a big blast with them around. We basically stick together like a glue in every shift. And we name ourself the kick-asses. (Rashid's idea) We bullshit a lot. Those dirty and lame jokes. And i remember telling Haiqal that i wont be surprise if i turn into a bad girl after this attachment and even if i becoma a lesbian. I eye-candied a lot. On GIRLS. Cant imagine i did that. Thanks to this guys as i'll have to agree that some girls are hot, pretty, sweet and whatsoever for 2weeks. We laughed like nobody's business. &lt;em&gt;I simply miss those times&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gonna update about my CR3 training on the 3rd July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I enjoy myself the most. Even though i sounded like a broken recorder for 3 hours. 'Hi, welcome! This way please..' (with a veryvery wide smile) That is what i did for almost 3 hours. After dinner, its all about having fun. Oh wait, i like looking at guys in uniform. Seriously. I melted. Super nice ok.. Different contingents. Cool~ That day, i smile a lot. Countless time. The best part is waving, saying thank you &amp;amp; goodnight to the audience. Byebye-ing everyone who came. High5-ing with the little kiddies. Its basically awesome. And the best part is, a little boy came up to me and give me a hug. Those around me could just smile and witness that few seconds of sweetness. Deep down in my heart, i felt so touch. All i could say is, 'u're so sweet.' And the fireworks made my day too. I was screaming with the rest like as though its the real party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going home time is another swaysiao story. With rosie around, u can expect me to be really high. I walk like one drunk soul with a packet drink in my hand. We crap, we laugh out loud. The F word flying down the streets. Rosie exaggerating about her sitting in aircon room while for me, i got myself drenched in the rain for hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, basically my 3rd of July was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im looking forward for the rest of the trainings and till the major event which is one the 9th of August. Thats the &lt;strong&gt;real party&lt;/strong&gt; beybeh! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll be going on a date soon, later. Date with eleena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On Friday, i'll follow my big sister to get some henna session done on the bride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And Saturday is the day. Time to party since its brother's wedding day. But sad to say, i hav to miss the NDP training on that day. Hell yeah, time to meet all my loved ones! ;)&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/2201272772261753235-8334434540840423956?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8334434540840423956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8334434540840423956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8334434540840423956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/07/updates.html' title='Updates(:'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TDIy0OQUfhI/AAAAAAAABMY/orNuq_i4RVk/s72-c/cousins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1644974958854650105</id><published>2010-06-28T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:55:27.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Boyz- Sejarah Mungkin Berulang</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/iso61Do2JRI/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iso61Do2JRI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iso61Do2JRI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another girl-meets-boy story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1644974958854650105?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1644974958854650105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-boyz-sejarah-mungkin-berulang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1644974958854650105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1644974958854650105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-boyz-sejarah-mungkin-berulang.html' title='New Boyz- Sejarah Mungkin Berulang'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5528684313197138979</id><published>2010-06-20T12:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T12:56:59.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TB2UL2hNuCI/AAAAAAAABMA/6xZyBFNy64k/s1600/P1012650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702852541429794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TB2UL2hNuCI/AAAAAAAABMA/6xZyBFNy64k/s320/P1012650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, went for my first NDP ushering training. Well basically is more to introduction and ice-breaking sort of thing. Overslept and so me and rosie came late. We're suppose to report at 8.45 but we're still at buona vista at 8.40. So in the end we decided to take cab from dover to our school. Still late but not that late. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The moment i reach, my group members, as in most of them smile. That simply makes me feel so much better. The first thing that came in my mind is, 'Yessah, they're all friendly people.' We shake hands, have our self intro and sorts. Sandra, my tutorial mate is in the same group with me. So that wont worry me so much. Besides that, theres a lot of Nursing students in the OC group. Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ice breaking games and cheers are the best one. We bonded so well. Though we lose in some of the games. We still pull through throughout the whole day. We smile, we laugh, we jokes. The most important thing is we have so much fun together. OC group is the smallest one. We're the minority one so-called. The blacks, cool cool one.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im looking forward for the next training. But for this coming training, its basically more to theory. All those problem solving, case scenarion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boo. And hav to wear black again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to hav a short catching up session with eza darling. Had ljs for dinner and all we did is to talk and talk. This time round is different. We share a lot of stories. Family, love and basically LIFE. We talk with tears in our eyes. The best part is, those tears doesnt roll down at all. It stays in our eyes throughout our stories. Show how strong we both tried to control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darling, be strong ok.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im always there for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heart you so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"No matter how tough someone may appear to be, there’s a side of vulneralbility that you don’t know. No matter how frail someone may seem to be, there’s a strong heart that you don’t know. No matter what side someones puts off in front of others, don’t be too quick to judge that’s all to one’s heart. No matter how much we fight, everyone needs to be loved, needs to be taken care of, in one way or another."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will be heading down to chalet later.. Cant wait~ ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-5528684313197138979?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5528684313197138979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/awesome-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5528684313197138979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5528684313197138979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/awesome-saturday.html' title='Awesome Saturday'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TB2UL2hNuCI/AAAAAAAABMA/6xZyBFNy64k/s72-c/P1012650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-459794671721895404</id><published>2010-06-19T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T01:59:40.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Update</title><content type='html'>As promised. I shall blog about Kak Huda &amp;amp; Nazira Wedding on the 6th of June. For the very first time ever, i wore a long dress. My lovely mummy bought a lovely dress for lovely me. I like it a lot. Like the marble cake! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Huda's wedding was a bomb. I like the theme. Red and black. Sidetrack a bit, in future, mine will be hotpink with either black or white. :) Anw, its a beautiful theme with a beautiful couple. The others were the too. Atiqa, her mommeh, andy, zan, zul, nabeel, dugong. Nice meeting them though its a short one. Ouhh, and i love the food. Sweet and sour fish = nice = my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzsfB8t-FI/AAAAAAAABLw/khxROB-bbic/s1600/P1013512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484518464073627730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzsfB8t-FI/AAAAAAAABLw/khxROB-bbic/s400/P1013512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzsek435GI/AAAAAAAABLo/bremJ7vx1ow/s1600/P1013517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484518456272872546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzsek435GI/AAAAAAAABLo/bremJ7vx1ow/s400/P1013517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzsdiTE3MI/AAAAAAAABLg/JZ1sfu_zOck/s1600/P1013510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484518438397598914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzsdiTE3MI/AAAAAAAABLg/JZ1sfu_zOck/s400/P1013510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My brother is the cutest among all. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrIdizKwI/AAAAAAAABLY/QwpSfJVdOaw/s1600/P1013522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484516976832490242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrIdizKwI/AAAAAAAABLY/QwpSfJVdOaw/s400/P1013522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The gorgeous ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrH7IxpPI/AAAAAAAABLQ/rTWDnMZYAFw/s1600/P1013532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484516967596532978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrH7IxpPI/AAAAAAAABLQ/rTWDnMZYAFw/s400/P1013532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Atiqa's wedding cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok no. Kak Huda's wedding cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sidetrack, mine will be a 9 storey high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause i got tons of relatives +++ other guests as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrHcISCrI/AAAAAAAABLI/fMzDnbXPZCI/s1600/P1013508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484516959272962738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrHcISCrI/AAAAAAAABLI/fMzDnbXPZCI/s400/P1013508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrGwZ1isI/AAAAAAAABLA/G5pUfZVXOXU/s1600/P1013537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484516947535432386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrGwZ1isI/AAAAAAAABLA/G5pUfZVXOXU/s400/P1013537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrGBNfwFI/AAAAAAAABK4/FdIEa6ZwMPg/s1600/P1013525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484516934867206226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzrGBNfwFI/AAAAAAAABK4/FdIEa6ZwMPg/s400/P1013525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss all of them. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nazira's wedding was held at something something Futsing Association. I cant really remember the exact name. For all i know its just beside Jalan Besar Stadium. Well, since its an Indian wedding, the expectation will be, Indian Foooood. The dessert was awesome. Nice environment. And the best part is, i get to meet my family. Beloved bigBIG family. COUSINS! Miss them truckloads. And we took tons of photos. For memories......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzpx08hxMI/AAAAAAAABKw/1CRQs9iUT0A/s1600/32538_133625489985942_100000154766551_395109_5817958_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484515488465798338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzpx08hxMI/AAAAAAAABKw/1CRQs9iUT0A/s400/32538_133625489985942_100000154766551_395109_5817958_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzpxFVbvRI/AAAAAAAABKo/bEyAW0Gftyw/s1600/P1013569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484515475685358866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzpxFVbvRI/AAAAAAAABKo/bEyAW0Gftyw/s400/P1013569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The incomplete 5'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried each time i look at this photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss boboy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So so much. *crying*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzpwIXXS0I/AAAAAAAABKg/_BdfYJdJvNU/s1600/29141_400205539054_672719054_4323699_4810253_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484515459318893378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzpwIXXS0I/AAAAAAAABKg/_BdfYJdJvNU/s400/29141_400205539054_672719054_4323699_4810253_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shockingly, An seem to love camwhoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzpvk0SLMI/AAAAAAAABKY/6HY6I0Y122Y/s1600/29141_400163279054_672719054_4322670_5869247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484515449776516290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzpvk0SLMI/AAAAAAAABKY/6HY6I0Y122Y/s400/29141_400163279054_672719054_4322670_5869247_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzoCDUPoJI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9MP0y3ZFV_A/s1600/P1013578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484513568178020498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzoCDUPoJI/AAAAAAAABKQ/9MP0y3ZFV_A/s400/P1013578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is effing cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want this for my wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*smile widely*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzoBWptGlI/AAAAAAAABKI/1AMBNKIMn0Y/s1600/29141_400169859054_672719054_4322911_7737274_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484513556188437074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzoBWptGlI/AAAAAAAABKI/1AMBNKIMn0Y/s400/29141_400169859054_672719054_4322911_7737274_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzoA8gBsiI/AAAAAAAABKA/gr5LcZ7GICI/s1600/P1013585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484513549168521762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzoA8gBsiI/AAAAAAAABKA/gr5LcZ7GICI/s400/P1013585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzoAJ0IUMI/AAAAAAAABJ4/eoHEi1BHofY/s1600/P1013562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484513535562633410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzoAJ0IUMI/AAAAAAAABJ4/eoHEi1BHofY/s400/P1013562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzmgPfGShI/AAAAAAAABJw/mHcoUG8A-SQ/s1600/P1013544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484511887817591314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzmgPfGShI/AAAAAAAABJw/mHcoUG8A-SQ/s400/P1013544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzmfQuCMOI/AAAAAAAABJo/o6OITV2EiaU/s1600/P1013570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484511870968803554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzmfQuCMOI/AAAAAAAABJo/o6OITV2EiaU/s400/P1013570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzme21tEdI/AAAAAAAABJg/qCpCBMtJlvg/s1600/P1013599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484511864021651922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzme21tEdI/AAAAAAAABJg/qCpCBMtJlvg/s400/P1013599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzmeI89BDI/AAAAAAAABJY/vHQ9pXtEvoM/s1600/P1013597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484511851704026162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzmeI89BDI/AAAAAAAABJY/vHQ9pXtEvoM/s400/P1013597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My marble cake dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like it very very much! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzmdSr7EEI/AAAAAAAABJQ/yvoPI3FP4cc/s1600/P1013588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484511837137080386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzmdSr7EEI/AAAAAAAABJQ/yvoPI3FP4cc/s400/P1013588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, thats about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most important thing is, ive kept my promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-459794671721895404?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/459794671721895404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/wedding-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/459794671721895404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/459794671721895404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/wedding-update.html' title='Wedding Update'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBzsfB8t-FI/AAAAAAAABLw/khxROB-bbic/s72-c/P1013512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3617123545499491729</id><published>2010-06-12T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T18:05:11.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBM9UxBRgEI/AAAAAAAABJI/6gnlJRDl2jE/s1600/P1012321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481792598405382210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBM9UxBRgEI/AAAAAAAABJI/6gnlJRDl2jE/s400/P1012321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COMMON TEST OVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry darlings for not updating much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im still worn out. Veryvery tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give a proper update about kak Huda &amp;amp; Nazira wedding soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For now, i shall do the talking about life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First thing first. Im glad. Veryvery glad that attachment is over. Yapedapedu~ Dont bother asking me how i did for my papers. I dont feel or see the need to talk about it.. boo. So yesterday, after our last paper, that pathetic 30min test, we went to pizzahut for lunch and head down to far east since rosie wana do some shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recently, on thursday, had a short catching up with bestfriends. Sadly, fya darling cant make it. We had dinner at simpang, naufal's crib, 517 and then back home. My tiring day end up to be a beautiful one. Oh, i love my bestfriends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Fya darling, i hope we can meet up really soon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3617123545499491729?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3617123545499491729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/common-test-over-sorry-darlings-for-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3617123545499491729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3617123545499491729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/common-test-over-sorry-darlings-for-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/TBM9UxBRgEI/AAAAAAAABJI/6gnlJRDl2jE/s72-c/P1012321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-6753402325945508489</id><published>2010-05-27T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:37:08.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Got a small bruise on my toe early morning on my way to school.. Clumsy me! Im currently blogging during lecture. Suppose to pay attention. But yet, being a very stubborn student, here i am facebooking and blogging. For once, uve got no interest. I didnt bring my book. And didnt even bother to pay attention. What the hell got into me, UNEXPLAINABLE. Now im back with my night study session with naufal. Super helpful as i know that i will be sleeping if i were to be at home at night. Might as well get out of the house and start studying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today marks 3 months, dear Salleh left the world. Left all of us.. On my way home from school yesterday, the beautiful sky caught my eyes. The moment i look up, only Salleh appears in my mind. Its only his face that i can imagine. I know his looking, i know his doing fine. And so, i smiled but at the same time holding back my tear. I smile 'cause i know that he's perfectly fine. I cry 'cause i miss him, and with that little hope that i could have more memories with him. Too late. God loves him more. And i love him too.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest Salleh, if only you can read this.. If only you can access facebook in heaven.. You will know how much we people misses you.. Those impacts you made in our life.. Those memories everyone have been living with me.. Those beautiful stories that people share about you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've been missed my dear.. You're missed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-6753402325945508489?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6753402325945508489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/got-small-bruise-on-my-toe-early.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6753402325945508489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6753402325945508489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/got-small-bruise-on-my-toe-early.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3221456046658771514</id><published>2010-05-25T13:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T13:15:23.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endurance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything happens with a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be it the good nor the bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whats more important is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENDURANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3221456046658771514?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3221456046658771514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/endurance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3221456046658771514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3221456046658771514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/endurance.html' title='Endurance.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2736209832203523713</id><published>2010-05-15T09:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T09:41:53.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S-37U6FT2gI/AAAAAAAABJA/K1_VlkKv7tI/s1600/PA140649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471305458932505090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S-37U6FT2gI/AAAAAAAABJA/K1_VlkKv7tI/s320/PA140649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Its true that life is not easy. Things will not always go through in a way we want it to be. People whom we love can change at a glimpse. Those whom we hate can end up being the one we appreciate the most. After going through a lot, i believe that all this makes me become a stronger person. True enough, im so sensitive. I let go of things through tears. Be it when im angry, frustrated, disappointed. Just ANYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#3333ff;"&gt;But does crying shows that the individual is really a weak soul...........?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-2736209832203523713?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2736209832203523713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/promise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2736209832203523713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2736209832203523713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/promise.html' title='Tears'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S-37U6FT2gI/AAAAAAAABJA/K1_VlkKv7tI/s72-c/PA140649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5000864120262352601</id><published>2010-05-09T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:23:27.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Doctor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S-Wd1W0U_FI/AAAAAAAABIw/mdbeRMuVEA8/s1600/25220_1406543251218_1461511885_1101393_7449052_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468950862495022162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S-Wd1W0U_FI/AAAAAAAABIw/mdbeRMuVEA8/s320/25220_1406543251218_1461511885_1101393_7449052_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana be a LOVE DOCTOR... can ?&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/2201272772261753235-5000864120262352601?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5000864120262352601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-doctor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5000864120262352601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5000864120262352601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-doctor.html' title='Love Doctor'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S-Wd1W0U_FI/AAAAAAAABIw/mdbeRMuVEA8/s72-c/25220_1406543251218_1461511885_1101393_7449052_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8432774636752995328</id><published>2010-05-08T09:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T09:36:47.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;boo! Hello! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To those who have been 'complaining' to me about my abandon blog, im so so sorry for not updating my blog for quite some time... haha. Ive been very very busy.. o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wan hidhir, im right here blogging because of you, brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im been busy with school projects. My modules have been killing me big time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (Naufal, if ure reading this, lets start our night study session soon.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My lectures have been warning us that pharmacology is a killer for year2 students. Goshh. That adds more to the tension. Serious. Common test is on its way.. Around 3 more weeks left. No more playing, dear fadhilah.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive been spending some of my nights every week lepak-ing with my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And dear rosie called me 'minah rep'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It all happen when she asked me to lepak in school with her. That day, im really worn out and i chose to go home. But i told her, im sorry i will only lepak at void deck. The only answer i got back from her is, 'eeew, minah rep'. haha. This girl is super duper funny with her words. I love her. Oh, and recently we had a birthday surprise for her. I just love the mask that we bought for her. Very pretty. And thanks to dearest darlings for making the surprise a possible one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will end here for the time being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will make a come back when i have the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta go for 2 'appointments' today! *winkwink*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-8432774636752995328?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8432774636752995328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/boo-hello-d-to-those-who-have-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8432774636752995328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8432774636752995328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/boo-hello-d-to-those-who-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-792396730844537616</id><published>2010-04-15T23:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T07:45:16.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smiles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S8dGfsq6jxI/AAAAAAAABIQ/5bdOt-hsqJU/s1600/P1013106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460410583591063314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S8dGfsq6jxI/AAAAAAAABIQ/5bdOt-hsqJU/s320/P1013106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Im back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok, first thing first. Trip back to Malaysia was indeed an awesome one. This time round, my aunty and her hubby tag along. Therefore, double the yay-ness. Awesome wedding. Two couples at a go! Im so happy for my sisters. Hope they will last long, sepanjang hayat, hingga ke anak cucu sumer.. Oh, i like the setting and all.. Cool much to be called a wedding at the kampung. People over there were nice too. I simply love exchanging smiles with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im missing everyone back there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im simply done with attachment. Love that 3weeks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;10th April, i had part of my time spent for izzah. We bought bubbletea for ourselves and headed to bedok reservoir. Chilled at this nice place. We really did a lot of catching up. Share all those happening stories among us. I did shared a lot on my part. About human behaviours and all. How childish can a human be. booohoo~ Its nice to talk your heart out to someone who would truly wana understand. Understand your life, your sorrows. Thank you sayang for that awesome time! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And so, the next splendid day was spent with naufal and fya. Firstly, met naufal, had our tradition and headed to somewhere which i dont know what to say, but a nice place to talk about life. haha. Ok, of coz we do talktalk and talk. Then, i head to meet the cutiepie first while naufal went of for prayers and to get his bike. Naufal da ader motor! haha. Had a great talk with fya. She shared her part and i did the talking about my attachment. Soon naufal came. From this part onwards, we talk a lot. About future, religion.. About getting a guy, DATES..... haha! Till to this one part, a lovely flying cockroach came and scared someone, which i dont wana mention who.. heh. Headed home at 11. By then, my brain was like, half dead. Still, we had a fruitful talk. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im really waiting for 19th April. A new begining. Just cant wait to start a year 2 life as a Nursing student. And of course, to go to school and get to meet my darlings and have fun every single moments. miss them so much...! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Till here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll make a come back if i have the time.. hee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-792396730844537616?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/792396730844537616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/smiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/792396730844537616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/792396730844537616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/smiles.html' title='Smiles.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S8dGfsq6jxI/AAAAAAAABIQ/5bdOt-hsqJU/s72-c/P1013106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5382872237333273792</id><published>2010-04-11T16:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T17:00:12.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S8GObY-sdxI/AAAAAAAABH4/4rsy1d4BMY8/s1600/P1012796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458800824562775826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S8GObY-sdxI/AAAAAAAABH4/4rsy1d4BMY8/s320/P1012796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lonely hours are the   &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Best Hours of Life&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because its the only time we share our deepest secrets with the most trusted person in the world … &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that is, &lt;strong&gt;OURSELF&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-5382872237333273792?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5382872237333273792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/ourself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5382872237333273792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5382872237333273792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/ourself.html' title='Ourself.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S8GObY-sdxI/AAAAAAAABH4/4rsy1d4BMY8/s72-c/P1012796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-7283691904744165941</id><published>2010-03-28T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T14:47:02.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All i want right now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wana sleep and never wake up again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-7283691904744165941?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7283691904744165941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-i-want-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7283691904744165941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7283691904744165941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/all-i-want-right-now.html' title='All i want right now.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-7937685040295987614</id><published>2010-03-20T10:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T12:24:16.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450235700922933042" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6Mgfk-p3zI/AAAAAAAABHw/xwesSw2eRuI/s320/P1011796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This will so gonna be a long post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont read if you dont bother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause im just gonna type whatever that have been happening and whatever that will just pop out in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;And im sorry for the colourful post as my blog just dont wana cooperate with me for today&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will start from yesterday and the day backwards...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I have some good news to share here. I will skip that part first. But will state it at the end ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In the afternoon, went off to ECP. The intention is to cycle as promised to Zan. He've been wanting for a 'cycling date'. I put it on yesterday instead and he agreed. Oh, the rest of my lil ones did tag along too. We had so much fun though we cycled for 2hours only. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Despite that it was raining badly, we waited patiently at Mac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Talking about Mc.. My dearest bro is working there actually. Really glad to be able to see him and talked to him even for a while. The moment he 'salam' me. I had my flashback of all the funs that we had before. We used to be very close neighbours. All of us were like real siblings. Well.....~Good things will always come to an end~ Still, i miss him and his siblings. Especially, that cute lil boy whom i love to irritate and i will always find an opportunity to kiss him.. bahaha. I love to kiss small kids. Mcm habit gituk! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ouhh, back to the story... We had a wonderful ride eventhough its just for 2hours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Couldnt go really far.. Zan, mayb next time then? We go farfar ok.. *winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wana blog about Man's behaviour. Seriously, serious enough, haha, this guy is so hyper. Very hayper that i can ever imagine. He's been the 'irritator' for the day. We argued a lot. Dua2 ego..! Nk menang ajer... -.- Very loyar buruk and i was like his most common target. haiyo. Still, we both did apologies before going home. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Before heading home, i suggested that we spent some time at the breakwater. And so the guys agreed. :) 'cause they were super malas at the first place.. Asyik nak chill kat Mc ajer. Entah aper ader kat Mc pon saya tk tahu. Chic pon tak nampak.. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;When i reached at the top of the breakwater.. (Oh, thanks Andy, for helping. hee.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Im really happy. And i did what i really wanted too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I stayed away from my clique. I took the time, just for my own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear friend, i was up there. On the break water. I looked up at the sky and started smiling. As soon as i was smiling while looking at you, i cant help it. But i teared. Seriouly, i miss you. I wanted you back. But God loves you more. And i believe that He will take good care of you there. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before leaving that place, i gave a last turn. I look up again and said goodbye.. In tears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will join you up there one day my dear....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So we started to leave the place at around 10pm but still got stuck at the underpass for sometime. Camwhored! Again, Man makes me hav a pain in my stomach for laughing all the way. My cheeks were in pain too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Baik Man. Thank you so much! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Oh, i bump into Abg usof &amp;amp; Kak nori with their group of friends. haa. I was so enlighted. Seriously. Abg usof was like bending down with his cutest way, smiling away while looking at me.. haha. I was shocked and approached them. So i 'salam' them and their friends, the ladies only. OMG! Bump into Kak Nori again. haha! I like~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Ive been treating them like my big brother and sisters. And they dont mind about it too. And i was like their adik.. Aww.. Ive always been wanting to have siblings that is older then me.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Oh, and not to forget, Wan and Kak Ivi. They're just a wonderful bunch of big brothers&amp;amp;sisters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had so much fun and laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thanks loves! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Besides that point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Missing you friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;On the 18March, met Bestf. hah. Naufal kinda need some help. Met him at bedok inter.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Mcm best gituk nie sebab nie kali die lambat. Nasib baik ader earpiece tau.. Kalau tak da mcm budak ngengok kat fone booth. haha. Naufal soon came with that smile on his face. The shocking part. We're suppose to salam each other. But he hug me instead and said: I PASSED! Seriously, saya betol terkejut. Naufal naufal... Hugging me like in the middle of bedok inter... -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;haha! On the other hand, I MISS HIS HUGS! omg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The last time i could remember was like during Sec4..? haha. Yes, Sec4 at the water cooler just beside my class...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Anw, errr, naufal lain kali check expiry date dulu sebelum jumpa ok??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;*inside joke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Soon, we chilled and he did a lot of talking.. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Thanks for the day, loves. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;16th March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Movie Marathon cum Zan's Birthday Surprise at Atiqa's crib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We watched four complete movies from 1plus till 10pm sharp. Thanks to Atiqa's mommeh for all the delicious food. Its super nice till we just cant stop eating and feeding our fulled stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Everything was awesome. Especially with awesomest people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Thanks lovelies.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here comes the good news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) I had what ive been wanting for.. The picture! Thankyou so much fauzan for that favour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) My babyboy is back home.. Back from camp. And that means, there will be noise and he will start irritating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Ok, actually, i dont know whether this is a good news or not but i will just state it here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lastly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) I passed my exams..............................................!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Im superduper happy with it. I dont care whatever it is, im still happy and am fine with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Naufal, thanks for being such a sweetheart. *fair fair ok*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To those, thanks for the support&amp;amp;encouragement&amp;amp;teaching...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everything....!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Once again, thankyou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha. Brape kali nk cakap thankyou.. From the end of exams untill now.. haix, Nurfadhilah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, i will stop talking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry for this long post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps, a warning have been given earlier on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the pichas for March, 16th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MbrQR0yzI/AAAAAAAABHo/rgZXUj4YbNA/s1600-h/P1012919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450230403966487346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MbrQR0yzI/AAAAAAAABHo/rgZXUj4YbNA/s320/P1012919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6Mbqck756I/AAAAAAAABHY/kqq0I2CYbTA/s1600-h/P1012920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450230390088001442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6Mbqck756I/AAAAAAAABHY/kqq0I2CYbTA/s320/P1012920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MbpgnA8wI/AAAAAAAABHQ/Z_6VTw8w9sE/s1600-h/P1012908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450230373990593282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MbpgnA8wI/AAAAAAAABHQ/Z_6VTw8w9sE/s320/P1012908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6Mbo4TSgII/AAAAAAAABHI/VS4X9nX4bJc/s1600-h/P1012909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450230363170439298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6Mbo4TSgII/AAAAAAAABHI/VS4X9nX4bJc/s320/P1012909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MYufmxBMI/AAAAAAAABHA/1BplsyWmMzw/s1600-h/P1013039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450227161085576386" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MW6GMD4dI/AAAAAAAABF4/On2wY046TFw/s320/P1012979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVvVDUYcI/AAAAAAAABFw/eV5YQSgBQro/s1600-h/P1012989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450223876897530306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVvVDUYcI/AAAAAAAABFw/eV5YQSgBQro/s320/P1012989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVuyrhlTI/AAAAAAAABFo/6rkxYFHwAz4/s1600-h/P1013003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450223867670926642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVuyrhlTI/AAAAAAAABFo/6rkxYFHwAz4/s320/P1013003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVuGDlnlI/AAAAAAAABFg/58eEE0e95q0/s1600-h/P1013004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450223855692258898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVuGDlnlI/AAAAAAAABFg/58eEE0e95q0/s320/P1013004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVtfX67AI/AAAAAAAABFY/Cmrucnlmyqo/s1600-h/P1013011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450223845308558338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVtfX67AI/AAAAAAAABFY/Cmrucnlmyqo/s320/P1013011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVsvzZG0I/AAAAAAAABFQ/DC2IJ5kmwHA/s1600-h/P1013012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450223832538880834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6MVsvzZG0I/AAAAAAAABFQ/DC2IJ5kmwHA/s320/P1013012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, someone can say something small that can fit into a big empty space in your heart...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-7937685040295987614?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7937685040295987614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7937685040295987614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7937685040295987614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/awesome.html' title='Awesome!'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S6Mgfk-p3zI/AAAAAAAABHw/xwesSw2eRuI/s72-c/P1011796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-4237066802721845810</id><published>2010-03-18T00:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T00:54:28.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing lil bro! :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my lil bro... He's of to camp. And will be back later. But at the later part of the day. Super slow. I just wana see him appear at the doorstep with his huge bulky bags, smelly ownself and still smiling while saying, &lt;em&gt;Assalammualaikum&lt;/em&gt;.... Im waiting for the stories that he gonna share. All about the camp itself. All the clumsy things, scoldings, punishments and everything! Man, im really waiting for his return. When he's not home, i felt so lonely. No noise. No sounds of bouncing balls, songs with scrambled lyrics. No arguments with him. He isnt there to irritate me all he wants till i got frustrated and will start scolding him. And what he will do in return is to give me this long stare. For he knows that i would in turn smile after all those scoldings and we both gonna break the situation with our loud laughters. I miss watching tv programmes with him. Lying on the couch. Quarrelling for the front seat. I miss his cute face. The pathetic and decent one when he want something from me. Especially my iphone. I miss all of his 'persuading'. Cute much! Bro, im counting and have been looking at the time. For you to return home.. I miss you so muchhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love, bubu! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-4237066802721845810?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4237066802721845810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/missing-lil-bro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/4237066802721845810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/4237066802721845810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/missing-lil-bro.html' title='Missing lil bro! :('/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3901067621258485463</id><published>2010-03-13T08:33:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T10:44:09.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rteF6nbrI/AAAAAAAABFI/BlCNSoZPdiw/s1600-h/IMG_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447927800497925810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rteF6nbrI/AAAAAAAABFI/BlCNSoZPdiw/s320/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kepada, Lelaki Melayu Terakhir..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday, Fauzan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May you be happy always..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be successful in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(works well with computers) ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy with your social life all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And oh, dont get stuck with love issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you will find the perfect one when the time comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447927119877542242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rs2eaEkWI/AAAAAAAABFA/Z9P94B-NcSg/s320/29092008(032).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be strong dearest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ily! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rs11hsT5I/AAAAAAAABE4/gVdi9AEwPww/s1600-h/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447927108903653266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rs11hsT5I/AAAAAAAABE4/gVdi9AEwPww/s320/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dearest bestf, Congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;At least, our late night mitups for night study did pay off for you.&lt;br /&gt;Im happy for you.&lt;br /&gt;loves. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rsMZ3NSvI/AAAAAAAABEw/Xjp3TDEgolA/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447926397103065842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rsMZ3NSvI/AAAAAAAABEw/Xjp3TDEgolA/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i had a wonderful chill at pasir ris beach yesterday with dearest izzah. Meet her up and head to downtown. From pasir ris beach to pasir ris park to 711 store to pasir ris nature reserve and to pasir ris MRT. hah. We're so worn out. Perspiring like as if we just had our shower. Still we had a good catching up. Chilling at mother nature while chit chatting. Share our stories and all. Laugh like nobody business. Not forgetting, we camwhored. Darl, upload the pics fast ok... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for the day dearest. Ilysm! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head down to Ping Yi Sec straight after for the meet-the-parent session. Feeling2 parent gituk eh. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Ok no. My purpose is to know bro's classmates. Ive heard lots and lots of stories about them and so i guess its time to look at their faces. haha. Meet adik-kus, Atiqa. And before that bump into Zan and cutie Anuar. Adorable much that lil kid. Bro's classmates seems a bit ok. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be heading down to Mango field later. For soccer match between East Slackers &amp;amp; Bedok Green. *kening go upup downdown* hmmmmm........&lt;br /&gt;Maulud? Not sure. Theres another maulud which is tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im left with one more week before the start of my attachment. Hiyakdush btol! So fast. Ive yet to have my cycling date with Fauzan. Biler pon tk tahu... This tues, movie marathon. Wednesday will be heading down to cgh again. I guess. No i have to, i think.&lt;br /&gt;Time, can you just dont go so fast can............................................... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend, i remembered you in my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;I teared when i read the Al-fatihah for you.&lt;br /&gt;imissyou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i wana share some photos taken during the hangout at cgh.&lt;br /&gt;At cgh, still can hangout eh eh. Cm style gitu. ;P&lt;br /&gt;Ouhh, btw, its Darling Fya&amp;amp;Naufal photography.&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes. *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rroi4Y4AI/AAAAAAAABEg/3k_uJwy4LjQ/s1600-h/IMG_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447925781048647682" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rroi4Y4AI/AAAAAAAABEg/3k_uJwy4LjQ/s320/IMG_0188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rrpJhktgI/AAAAAAAABEo/DITO15TSOuM/s1600-h/IMG_0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447925791421937154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rrpJhktgI/AAAAAAAABEo/DITO15TSOuM/s320/IMG_0184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rrAZdXWXI/AAAAAAAABEQ/ALiC8Hgg40Y/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447925091324615026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rrAZdXWXI/AAAAAAAABEQ/ALiC8Hgg40Y/s320/IMG_0177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rrA3oo7tI/AAAAAAAABEY/75gxIvvNTek/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447925099424968402" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rrA3oo7tI/AAAAAAAABEY/75gxIvvNTek/s320/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rq_IVkomI/AAAAAAAABEA/NmWN3Id49bs/s1600-h/IMG_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447925069548659298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rq_IVkomI/AAAAAAAABEA/NmWN3Id49bs/s320/IMG_0197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rq_ylwdGI/AAAAAAAABEI/njK7DR2d7-0/s1600-h/IMG_0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447925080890831970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rq_ylwdGI/AAAAAAAABEI/njK7DR2d7-0/s320/IMG_0195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rps_mIwcI/AAAAAAAABDw/Q7EMpiNYBaw/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447923658452943298" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rps_mIwcI/AAAAAAAABDw/Q7EMpiNYBaw/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rptoeq0lI/AAAAAAAABD4/AEGuzBWCdP8/s1600-h/IMG_0141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447923669427475026" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rptoeq0lI/AAAAAAAABD4/AEGuzBWCdP8/s320/IMG_0141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rprYgaJ1I/AAAAAAAABDg/yNAcIFBchh4/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447923630780065618" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rprYgaJ1I/AAAAAAAABDg/yNAcIFBchh4/s320/IMG_0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rpsRLMJ7I/AAAAAAAABDo/JYbuHIAaEc4/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447923645991888818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rpsRLMJ7I/AAAAAAAABDo/JYbuHIAaEc4/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rolIV1A9I/AAAAAAAABC4/FR-PhJjdOOU/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447922423849878482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rolIV1A9I/AAAAAAAABC4/FR-PhJjdOOU/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like we're having some 'arguments' gituk. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rl9FppU9I/AAAAAAAABCw/uJ4Tz-seQj4/s1600-h/IMG_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447919536909669330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rl9FppU9I/AAAAAAAABCw/uJ4Tz-seQj4/s320/IMG_0222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, this is my babygirl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we meet, this is how it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will 'salam' me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we'll kiss each other on the lips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i'll kiss both of her cheeks and then her forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once done, we'll give each other a Hi-5 and a 'chill'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course, i love to irritate her till she doesnt want me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love her. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rk6HKf2qI/AAAAAAAABCY/8trnQ4ZfMtM/s1600-h/IMG_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447918386264660642" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rk6HKf2qI/AAAAAAAABCY/8trnQ4ZfMtM/s320/IMG_0216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rk6uWAbbI/AAAAAAAABCg/L-TPUgeYl1Y/s1600-h/IMG_0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447918396781915570" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rk6uWAbbI/AAAAAAAABCg/L-TPUgeYl1Y/s320/IMG_0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We, the gilergiler sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rk5S5gdlI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ePn7lJwioIE/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447918372234753618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rk5S5gdlI/AAAAAAAABCQ/ePn7lJwioIE/s320/IMG_0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rk4-p64nI/AAAAAAAABCI/paf36hartio/s1600-h/IMG_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447918366800667250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rk4-p64nI/AAAAAAAABCI/paf36hartio/s320/IMG_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored of waiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derita dan sengsara itu memberi makna dan warna di setiap liku jalan kenangan...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3901067621258485463?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3901067621258485463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/kepada-lelaki-melayu-terakhir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3901067621258485463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3901067621258485463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/kepada-lelaki-melayu-terakhir.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5rteF6nbrI/AAAAAAAABFI/BlCNSoZPdiw/s72-c/IMG_0087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8939772988967198929</id><published>2010-03-08T20:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:45:06.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing last.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5UA4BONl6I/AAAAAAAABCA/2RPL0pyjiNk/s1600-h/PC050994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446260286775203746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5UA4BONl6I/AAAAAAAABCA/2RPL0pyjiNk/s320/PC050994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nowadays, things happens so coincidently. Sometimes, i felt too scared to face tomorrow. Scared as things happen out of a sudden. Life is full of surprises. True much. I just dont wana lose anyone, anymore for the moment. Im not ready yet. Im not greedy. But for the fact, i need all those people that ive been living with. My bigBig family, bestfriends... Without them, im not sure how my life would be like. They are my pillars of strength. They're the reasons of me, being Nurfadhilah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dearest friend, Muhammad Salleh... Thoughts of you is still playing in my mind.. Its a must to view your wall each day. And when ive start to miss you, i will view that video of yours. That touching video will never fail to make me teared. Realising the big impact you've made in ppl's life. Now, ure gone for good and will always be in my prayers...                                                       &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;One thing for sure, i will join you up there one day..... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-8939772988967198929?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8939772988967198929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8939772988967198929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8939772988967198929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='Nothing last.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S5UA4BONl6I/AAAAAAAABCA/2RPL0pyjiNk/s72-c/PC050994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5792590403918475631</id><published>2010-03-06T10:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:32:06.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner @ simpang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im currently missing a number of people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cousins...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bestfriends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Polysweethearts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will there be a time for some catching up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So yesterday, had dinner at simpang with my lil ones. Its full of laughters with the guys around. Their jokes is good enough to make we ladies laugh our ass of. Eat and eat and eat. Till every one goes full. Plan about our movie marathon and all... yes, 16th march. ;) So we bid goodbyes at 9pm.. Zan went to join his family.. Second round! The rest went home.. While me and my lil ones had to wait for our parents as they were on their way to simpang.. Me and bro had our second round too... Hiyakdush btol! Im so-the-craving for SATAY. So thats what i had with my family... Chill and left simpang at around 10plus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;Thanks for the day, loves..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As much as i see bikers all around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As often as i walk pass the firestation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pictures of you will appear in my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss you, friend......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-5792590403918475631?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5792590403918475631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/dinner-simpang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5792590403918475631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5792590403918475631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/dinner-simpang.html' title='Dinner @ simpang'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2162521826481221093</id><published>2010-03-03T10:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:31:05.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperfections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S43QA_oiYvI/AAAAAAAABAo/mPm4vsNhLtQ/s1600-h/20463_1274193066707_1586344561_690342_7610168_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444236240060834546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S43QA_oiYvI/AAAAAAAABAo/mPm4vsNhLtQ/s320/20463_1274193066707_1586344561_690342_7610168_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My body isn't perfect, i don't walk with confidence, i get into fights with my parents and friends. At times i can't even tolerate the people whom i love so much. Some nights i'd rather be by myself than staying out doing nothing. I will cry over the smallest things, always. There are days that i get through with forced smiles and fake laughs. Sometimes i try to convince myself that things are okay when they're not. Even for the fact i can't control my tears. I'm not ugly but i'm not beautiful. I don't look as good in real life as i do in pictures. There are some nights that i cry myself to sleep. Especially when i think about life, when i miss people, when people left me not for a while but forever. I constantly think i'm not good enough. I'm imperfect, but i'm perfectly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-2162521826481221093?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2162521826481221093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/imperfections.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2162521826481221093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2162521826481221093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/imperfections.html' title='Imperfections'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S43QA_oiYvI/AAAAAAAABAo/mPm4vsNhLtQ/s72-c/20463_1274193066707_1586344561_690342_7610168_n%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5964234834713893762</id><published>2010-03-02T12:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T20:32:52.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salleh Aries ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4yVwXXka1I/AAAAAAAABAI/WJec7Ac5-mk/s1600-h/16867_219662822536_692207536_2560442_4579559_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443890707723217746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4yVwXXka1I/AAAAAAAABAI/WJec7Ac5-mk/s400/16867_219662822536_692207536_2560442_4579559_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥ &lt;strong&gt;In memory of Muhammad Salleh ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its really sad to have just know about him just now.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, i went to his profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salleh, this might be too late.&lt;br /&gt;As much as i wana chat with you again, i know its way impossible.&lt;br /&gt;14th February.&lt;br /&gt;The day when we became friends.&lt;br /&gt;The day you added me in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Looking through your profile.&lt;br /&gt;Reading through my inbox messages that you sent.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me teared though ive know you just for a while..&lt;br /&gt;I regret for not knowing you better when the opportunity is there.&lt;br /&gt;Now knowing that u're gone, disheartened me so much.&lt;br /&gt;You're really a nice guy to everyone out there.&lt;br /&gt;You left, leaving a big impact in the lives of your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;Till right now, i can still remember our conversation.&lt;br /&gt;You really wana make friends.&lt;br /&gt;How sincere you are.&lt;br /&gt;How straight you can be when you said:&lt;br /&gt;'i ain't a sweet talker mutha-fucker'&lt;br /&gt;I still remember all those. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I swear that i will never delete your messages in my inbox.&lt;br /&gt;Now i know, you're happy at your new home.&lt;br /&gt;Just like what your cousin told me:&lt;br /&gt;'Salleh will always be watching us...'&lt;br /&gt;I will take note of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, im glad that we became friends.&lt;br /&gt;Even if its just for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;Salleh Aries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be remembered.&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/2201272772261753235-5964234834713893762?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5964234834713893762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/salleh-aries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5964234834713893762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5964234834713893762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/salleh-aries.html' title='Salleh Aries ♥'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4yVwXXka1I/AAAAAAAABAI/WJec7Ac5-mk/s72-c/16867_219662822536_692207536_2560442_4579559_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3815910193282886374</id><published>2010-03-02T09:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:50:08.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day with Darlings....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4xlfthEBnI/AAAAAAAABAA/jRLK_BNSQnY/s1600-h/tumblr_kylx5xYZHX1qa06e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443837645052708466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4xlfthEBnI/AAAAAAAABAA/jRLK_BNSQnY/s400/tumblr_kylx5xYZHX1qa06e6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (pssst: Darling, maaf kita extract from your blog uh. hee. I know u will forgive me)&lt;br /&gt;*winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok, so yesterday met this darling of mine, izzah and darling naufal. For early dinner. So we had out 'tapaos' from Alfiah restaurant. Bought bubble tea drinks. Headed fast to void deck to enjoy our food. Apparently, no eating utensils. The best part is, i bought Maggi goreng. Naufal suggested, to use hand. Ahahaha. Weird much. But me and izzah did that. Tk tahu malu btol. Passer-by looked at us. Weird. I know. aha. That adds more to the embarassment. But still, have to eat mah. hee. Thanks for the idea, naufal. And thanks izzah for making me laugh. Especially the lollipop thingy. *inside joke* Oh, and we had the 'poking' session. After so long. Thats one of a significant, 'have to do' when we had bubble tea drinks. I love you guys for that!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon naufal left. Me and eza, went to our fav spot. And had a good talk. About lives and all. The things that we've missed about each other. Around 9plus, send izzah home and went to meet naufal back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p/s: Darling eza, thanks for the willingness to have the meet up. I wont forget you while im enjoying my holidays.... ;P Get over with your exam and we'll start to hit the beach and pasir ris park. Me, love you so much! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bought drinks and head to Fya's area. Meet up with this darling of mine. Thanks for the willingness to meet us up though u're busy. hee. Seriously, i like to see this two darlings of mine have some arguments. Looking at the way they talks, the way they argue with each other, makes me love them even more. aha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To dearest fya, sorry to have make you felt that way. Didnt expect some things to just pop up which in turn spoilt that night. I have tons of things to share with you too. But no worries. One day, there will be a mit up. Only the two of us. Ok darling? And we'll update each other about everything. Once again, im sorry for making you felt so sad. Im still the old me...! *winks* I love you so much! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met wan when he's on his way home. Chit chat for a while. Thanks for the advices and for cheering me up. Have been bumping wan for sometimes. See you around soon, wan! *your stubborn girl*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Naufal, i didnt forget about you ok! thanks for the day too darling. hee. For cheering me up also. And yes, ure right. I will be 1 of the 3 girls who will cry very badly when its time for you to leave me. I love you, bestf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥ I love my darlings ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3815910193282886374?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3815910193282886374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/pssst-darling-maaf-kita-extract-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3815910193282886374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3815910193282886374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/pssst-darling-maaf-kita-extract-from.html' title='A day with Darlings....'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4xlfthEBnI/AAAAAAAABAA/jRLK_BNSQnY/s72-c/tumblr_kylx5xYZHX1qa06e6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-548404002323972630</id><published>2010-03-01T13:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:07:47.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Time for UPDATESSSSSSSSSSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;27th February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4taG4xYJqI/AAAAAAAAA_4/zbE7ps1SAeA/s1600-h/P1012744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443543648972580514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4taG4xYJqI/AAAAAAAAA_4/zbE7ps1SAeA/s400/P1012744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tZTkaLhuI/AAAAAAAAA_w/jLNTNmWzto8/s1600-h/P1012759.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Outing with dearest siblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went for swimming at Jurong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only those guys had their swim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the to Chinese garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tYvGfVH2I/AAAAAAAAA_g/COF7u_Qa8Uw/s1600-h/P1012733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443542140826492770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tYvGfVH2I/AAAAAAAAA_g/COF7u_Qa8Uw/s400/P1012733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the wonderful day, loved one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bubu love you all! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exams are all over now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And im FREEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For like 3weeks only before the start of my attachment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, for this 3weeks i really wana enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Spent more time with my loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bestfriends, family, 2nd degree siblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Start booking me people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To dearest lovelies, who have always been there for me..Giving me the guidance, support, encouragement, showing the care&amp;amp;concern, thank you so much for everything.For being there throughout my exam period... Appreciate all those. loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And to this special guy&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tXe10XQNI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/vXi9BVB1gBc/s1600-h/12032009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443540761961775314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tXe10XQNI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/vXi9BVB1gBc/s400/12032009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Thank you so much for being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For accompanying me through the nights for out night study session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really helps, i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For imparting more religious knowledge in me each time we're together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you for all those, dearest bestf. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And im back to missing you already..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tXeWGcZkI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/zOvdGRnXkYU/s1600-h/P1012580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443540753447675458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tXeWGcZkI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/zOvdGRnXkYU/s400/P1012580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Marks the last day of our paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So as usual, we girlfriends will hang out together on the last paper of our exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Headed to West Mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Out for lunch together at KFC.&lt;br /&gt;And then went to watch, Wolfman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quite a scary one. But not really scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What makes it hilarious is fee's &amp;amp; fadhilah's reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hee. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tXdmSJLII/AAAAAAAAA_I/VElqNh_ZRnc/s1600-h/P1012619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443540740611845250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tXdmSJLII/AAAAAAAAA_I/VElqNh_ZRnc/s400/P1012619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I will miss this bunch of lovely girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exams over = End of year 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will never forget all those moments i spent with this lovelies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will i get classmates with the same attitude and have the same fun as them next year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im not sure myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They will still be the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GIRLS FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HYPOTHALAMUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tXc-K1DhI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Y0SxRpMckWg/s1600-h/P1012650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443540729843748370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tXc-K1DhI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Y0SxRpMckWg/s400/P1012650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Head down to eastcoastpark at night with this Fee&amp;amp;Ena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love this two girls that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We sat on the water breaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enjoying the night breeze till cockroaches came and interrupted those moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next, chill at the shelter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chit chatting till those while dogs enter our territory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahaha. I can never forget those moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When the dogs came, i feel like tearing and just grab my back and start to run away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahahaha. Scary much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But girlfriends ideas, really helps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Start making our move at around 10plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess we really share a lot of stories together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the night, lovelies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20th February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tUoK170wI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/e7lP2ZIsbfs/s1600-h/20463_1274171746174_1586344561_690302_1641658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443537623689450242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tUoK170wI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/e7lP2ZIsbfs/s400/20463_1274171746174_1586344561_690302_1641658_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chingay is really fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went for the celebration with my aunty and the rest of my siblings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The welcoming part is really great. Those group of teenagers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Party till around 9plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Most of the contingents showed a great performance that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The one i like most is the Star Wars, Bloco Singapura and lastly, the fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This are the ones that attracts my attention the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And when its time to bid goodbye, those teenagers in white are the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The way they treat us, the way they say goodbye, the way they ask for a hi-5 from me, really make my night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the celebration, went to the carnival to buy food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got a flower balloon from the balloon-maker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And before that, a heart shape one from the volunteers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like! Very nice... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When to meet uncle before heading home as he's on duty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just love this year Chingay. And im looking forward for next year's Chingay... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tUn0-epSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/c0mLC99llc4/s1600-h/20463_1274187986580_1586344561_690335_8048347_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443537617819706658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4tUn0-epSI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/c0mLC99llc4/s400/20463_1274187986580_1586344561_690335_8048347_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for the tix, dearest aunty..! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-548404002323972630?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/548404002323972630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/recent-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/548404002323972630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/548404002323972630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/recent-updates.html' title='Recent updates'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S4taG4xYJqI/AAAAAAAAA_4/zbE7ps1SAeA/s72-c/P1012744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1207296582231011875</id><published>2010-02-23T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T15:42:38.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Endurance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It will come to an end...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preity soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1207296582231011875?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1207296582231011875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/25th-feb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1207296582231011875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1207296582231011875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/25th-feb.html' title='Endurance.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5111295259415248000</id><published>2010-02-20T10:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:24:00.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S39EpQzI6NI/AAAAAAAAA-I/yq6cBFQHZEg/s1600-h/PA140631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440142350561634514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S39EpQzI6NI/AAAAAAAAA-I/yq6cBFQHZEg/s400/PA140631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Boohoo! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel like blogging...&lt;br /&gt;1 paper down and 3 more to go.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;How shitty can that be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But still the number of papers will be decreasing and thats suppose to mean that the stress level will be decreasing too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;yapedapedu~~ ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i just cant wait for my holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And then my attachment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about attachment, i was told by my girlf that they have change my grouping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be going to her group.I was shock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both having the happy and unhappy feeling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy, for at least, i have someone whose close with me during that attachment.That is my, girlf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But unhappy, because i wont be with my previous bunch of happening peeps whom im bonded with from my previous attachments and furthermore, me and girlf will not be in the same shift...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How sad can that be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as for yesterday, i sat for my FON paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay-ness. Dont know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But ive done my best.Dont wana think about it either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now what im worried of is pharm, my greatest weakness...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im gonna work hard on it. And i guess i will be able to make it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just have to put in more effort. *no high hopes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After my exam, met mummy straight at bedok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To shop for some stuffs. And hurried home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As im feeling unwell... have been having backaches this few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reach home and have a good nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Around 6plus, went to meet sis and my other siblings for early dinner? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess. hee. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went off after spending a long time at ljs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took the same bus with sis. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But she headed home straight while i went to meet naufal, for night study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And oh ya, i met wan, unexpectedly. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As in not Wan, but another wan. ahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realised ive got three different friends all by the name of WAN. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And....,he did wave at me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;see wan, i did smile and wave back at you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(According to that random girl) :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice bumping into him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope to see him around next time.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess night study session with naufal do helps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For at least, i still take the initiative to look at my lecture notes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Read it. Jotting down notes and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eventhough ive been yawning countless times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But ive learned something before i head home every night. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive decided not to be active in facebook for sometime, hee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to discipline myself. ahaha. ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, facebook is really an addiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And me being a facebook addict have to control myself for now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will be back.....Maybe after my exams are over? Or even later??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im not sure myself. Lets just see how it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, im going to study first before heading down for Chingay later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S39Eo-mRcyI/AAAAAAAAA-A/pAvblnxLUXE/s1600-h/12032009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440142345675830050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S39Eo-mRcyI/AAAAAAAAA-A/pAvblnxLUXE/s400/12032009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My dearest sis, you have to know this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS YOU super damn much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-5111295259415248000?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5111295259415248000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5111295259415248000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5111295259415248000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-down.html' title='1 down.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S39EpQzI6NI/AAAAAAAAA-I/yq6cBFQHZEg/s72-c/PA140631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5068052493457463319</id><published>2010-02-16T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T18:42:45.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3p150TYmeI/AAAAAAAAA94/e3ly4Y_7O1E/s1600-h/30062009(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438789136156236258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3p150TYmeI/AAAAAAAAA94/e3ly4Y_7O1E/s400/30062009(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being right on the verge of getting something generates a desire that has to be satisfied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-5068052493457463319?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5068052493457463319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/being-right-on-verge-of-getting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5068052493457463319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5068052493457463319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/being-right-on-verge-of-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3p150TYmeI/AAAAAAAAA94/e3ly4Y_7O1E/s72-c/30062009(004).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2901790443234082157</id><published>2010-02-14T14:09:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:26:50.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my COUSINS! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eZI3WG_XI/AAAAAAAAA9w/0mBtgVX_TVY/s1600-h/P1012321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437983452647849330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eZI3WG_XI/AAAAAAAAA9w/0mBtgVX_TVY/s400/P1012321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt; First of all, HAPPY NEW YEAR to all of my Chinese friends and humans out there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;And HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY to lovebirds out there who are celebrating it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;As for me, HAPPY HOLIDAYS fadhilah! ;)&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya, not forgetting, i will be dating with my books&amp;amp;notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;*smile widely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;And so, i wanted to update about the cousin outing on 12th February 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;A memorable one indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Response was quite good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The plan: Bowling at e-hub &amp;amp; late dinner at somewhere at bedok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; a surprise birthday celebration for my kakak!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;So here's the birthday girl.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eYsEXbeKI/AAAAAAAAA9o/KivoO2xKKz4/s1600-h/P1012276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437982957926840482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eYsEXbeKI/AAAAAAAAA9o/KivoO2xKKz4/s400/P1012276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;School ended super early.. 11+ i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;So i stayed in school with some of my girlfriends to study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hardworking much. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;yadayadayada. Leave school at 5 and headed to tamp to meet aunt straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Plan to meet her and go to e-hub together instead of me going there alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I shy luhh... Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Going from one end to another alone is such a boring thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;So head tamp straight and went to aunty house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;While waiting for aunt to get ready, me and muneir went to buy some food as instructed by my lovely aunty, whom i love so much... gahh! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Muneir and i walked here there everywhere to buy some stuffs and sandals for himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;The funny part was when Muneir went to buy some pieces of chicken at the night market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I can still remember the conversation between Muneir and the guy who sell food..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Weird much. Ok skip that part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yadayada and we cab down to e-hub.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We was the 2nd early bunch of people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abg Husein and Kak Nini reached first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;While waiting for the rest...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Somebody pop out from nowhere at the bowling area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its 'JODOH'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Omg. I was shock when i saw him with his group of friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We had some eyecontact going on. I know he saw me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;gahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can still remember my reaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was stunt, stand without moving my legs, touch my fringe and say 'oh shit'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I somehow like that moment.. hee. *cheeky smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But most of my feelings are, nervousness and that 'paisey' feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When everyone have reached. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its quite late. Like what kakak say, 'janji K'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;gagagaga~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When we was about to start the game, 'jodoh' and his friends left..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;phewwwwww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;for at least no more sense of paisey-ness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We played 2 games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was the top among the girls for the the first game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*wide smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Becoming more like a pro now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;As for the 2nd game, im way far back as most of the girls ask the guys to play for them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;since they are free and done with their game..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;guys played so well, and they help their own partners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;not fair. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the part when i turn around with a super wide smile and everyone cheered for me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;is the moment that i got strike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fuyooo~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The feeling is so superb. Proud of myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Abangs was all smiling and clapping the hands..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;See, practice makes things perfect. (Have to agree with that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;At around 11plus, we headed to a coffeshop somewhere at bedok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blk 500+, tahts all i remember.. aha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Had our supper late but full dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lots of food and i ate a lot. i guess. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Eeryone looks like they're pregnant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Abg mamat was the first one who feels like vomiting.. gahh. he's so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;We had the food passing game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Its where, when the music stop the person have to finish up that food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And as for the music played,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i swear its an own self created by my lovely cousins and its a super kind of an old song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I had fun laughing at their faces, voices and reactions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When we're about to leave at around 1plus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My Happy pill texted me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Da nk alik'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was shock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And i bet he's there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;And so, its true.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happy pill was there also with his group of friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;He saw me, but apparently, i didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Not at all.... Lucky him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Abg Nizam send me home. Time checked: 2am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Went off to bed early as im super tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just love that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A night to remember even some were not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone just choose not to talk to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But i know that he's merely observing me throughout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss having convos with you, boy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And u know i love you cuzzie... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To those who make my night a wonderful one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And i love you people deep withing my heart and my hypothalamus...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;So here are some of the pics... enjoy! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eYPDfRCPI/AAAAAAAAA9g/9rYJ6tDoQo0/s1600-h/P1012328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437982459475069170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eYPDfRCPI/AAAAAAAAA9g/9rYJ6tDoQo0/s400/P1012328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My beloved aunty.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eYOd_vSFI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/No7P9NA0aFw/s1600-h/P1012285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437982449410721874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eYOd_vSFI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/No7P9NA0aFw/s400/P1012285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eYN0TKjYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/sBfIyVFHFm4/s1600-h/P1012286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437982438217911682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eYN0TKjYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/sBfIyVFHFm4/s400/P1012286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eWyiIlDYI/AAAAAAAAA9I/G_EzLUQbTIE/s1600-h/P1012287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437980869973577090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eWyiIlDYI/AAAAAAAAA9I/G_EzLUQbTIE/s400/P1012287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eWyAfrr8I/AAAAAAAAA9A/JFbdHTxvyZQ/s1600-h/P1012309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437980860943675330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eWyAfrr8I/AAAAAAAAA9A/JFbdHTxvyZQ/s400/P1012309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eWxiakNEI/AAAAAAAAA84/R50nDYp5ZVg/s1600-h/P1012318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437980852869149762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eWxiakNEI/AAAAAAAAA84/R50nDYp5ZVg/s400/P1012318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUKcRpiVI/AAAAAAAAA8w/U-OUgrnTpdw/s1600-h/P1012305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437977982182984018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUKcRpiVI/AAAAAAAAA8w/U-OUgrnTpdw/s400/P1012305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUJ_rVfNI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Oy_9d38IXx4/s1600-h/P1012306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437977974506093778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUJ_rVfNI/AAAAAAAAA8o/Oy_9d38IXx4/s400/P1012306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUJv1UL5I/AAAAAAAAA8g/vMoaCSmSQho/s1600-h/P1012298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437977970252984210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUJv1UL5I/AAAAAAAAA8g/vMoaCSmSQho/s400/P1012298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUJHMp-bI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/tfKt3Sf8C08/s1600-h/P1012289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437977959345027506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUJHMp-bI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/tfKt3Sf8C08/s400/P1012289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUIbZLP6I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/tDETmN6KLX8/s1600-h/P1012279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437977947586379682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eUIbZLP6I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/tDETmN6KLX8/s400/P1012279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Toodles! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-2901790443234082157?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2901790443234082157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-of-all-happy-new-year-to-all-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2901790443234082157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2901790443234082157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-of-all-happy-new-year-to-all-of.html' title='I love my COUSINS! ;)'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S3eZI3WG_XI/AAAAAAAAA9w/0mBtgVX_TVY/s72-c/P1012321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-6864339877434167554</id><published>2010-02-09T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:12:37.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess i did fairly for my prac exam.. Ahaha. I screwed up in some areas. Couldnt answer some of the questions asked.. yadadada. Ive done my best. And im glad that i still pass the prac though.. Alhamdulillah... :) So thats suppose to mean; No retest and no more NSL. 1 module down.. gee. ;D Time is flying preity fast. If only 'clockstoppers' do exist. How i wish. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ive started with my revision and making of notes. So that i wont have to rush at the later part.. Ive been actively participating in Night Study with Naufal.. hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will be going out at night again later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;StudyStudyStudy! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All i have to do is to be on the right track and have faith in myself...&lt;br /&gt;And i know, wherever i am, whatever i do, HE will always be there.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#006600;"&gt;My greatest mistake is to trust you fully.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-6864339877434167554?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6864339877434167554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-i-did-fairly-for-my-prac-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6864339877434167554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6864339877434167554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-guess-i-did-fairly-for-my-prac-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8401261857035066992</id><published>2010-02-07T16:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T17:14:38.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S25_yNHpOQI/AAAAAAAAA64/7goEFOFU9Dk/s1600-h/P1012015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435422300774676738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S25_yNHpOQI/AAAAAAAAA64/7goEFOFU9Dk/s400/P1012015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; Hello readers! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry for my absence for quite sometime here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;(Darlings, im sorry ok)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im not sure where is should start with actually.. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;On the 31st Jan, it's Abg Rizal's bigBIG day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Again, me and sis became the 'bunga mangga' ladies. :) aha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Its kinda weird though. The theme doesnt really suits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt; Imagine, Kompang guys &amp;amp; Us in Punjabi suit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Thats the reason why i would say that its weird. But i had fun though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Besides the fact that i got my heels hooked in a drain, some clumsiness here and there, me&amp;amp;sis get caught in cameras, videosssss.. Cool much. I like! ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;And oh ya, one of the mamat kompang, is my schoolmate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Shocking. And embarrasing much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I can still remember hows my reaction like when he walk pass me... Aha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Cant forget those moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;In overall, i still enjoy that day though its not like what i expect actually. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I dont dance that much. Is it a good or a bad thing? Idk.. *wondering face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Still, i had fun with my beloved cousins. Snap pics here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sadly, boboy wasnt there. (Not the complete five anymore) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;p/s: i miss u, my matrep... :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;  ♥myCOUSINS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;3rd February, it's Andy birthday @ Atiqa's crib..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; His family thought of making a birthday surprise for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;So me and the rest came down as we're part of the suprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The response was quite great and the surprise was a great achievement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Oh ya, the people who came: Me, Sis, Bro, Nisa, Zan, Beel, Zul, Zaman, Amir and Gaya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The surprise really turn out to be a surprise. I like! ;) Andy got shocked really bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; Its a funny moment and we're like laughing our ass off when we saw that reaction on his face. gee. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We had our usual bonding game, that is BINGO. A must to play when we had our 'siblings' meet up. Our so called fav game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Zaman, Amir and Gaya went off first while we continue with the game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Soon we get bored and start camwhoring. Suprisingly, we took tons of photos.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Diff styles, poses... and nonsence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Soon we bid goodbye and headed home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;All worn out and i had school the next morning. aha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tiring, yet a wonderful day with my 2nd degree Siblings.. ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;yadadada.. Can i say that im so stress out nowadays? Or better still, just act as if im fine with things all around me.. aha. Idk.. I shall just go with the flow.. Perhaps, i must chill instead of getting so worked up with things... And oh ya, yesterday is a Saturday. And guess what?! I woke up fully at 4.15pm. I was shocked actually. Didnt expect to wake up that late. Though i got waken up at around 12plus.. Reply text msgs.. Msg some people. Apparently all have their own personal plans.. Nvm. And i continue with my sleep. Got shocked when i look at the watch. Time checked: 4.15pm. hahaha! Headed to dining room and watched Bollywood movie.. Plan to make some notes. But as usual, fadhilah will always be fadhilah.. Lappy was on and my concentration was on the movie all the way.. Start revising a bit at night and then fall asleep on my notes and hp.. Baik fad. ^-^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Naufal, thanks for accompanying me for some nights.. Having our night study at void decks.. I really appreciate it. As we both know, home is not a place to study.. haha. *you know, i know* Im glad to have a company like you to study during my 'rajin' mood.. Thanks bestfriend.. Till we meet again... Cheybah! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-8401261857035066992?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8401261857035066992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-readers-sorry-for-my-absence-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8401261857035066992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8401261857035066992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-readers-sorry-for-my-absence-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/S25_yNHpOQI/AAAAAAAAA64/7goEFOFU9Dk/s72-c/P1012015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-136707338810285604</id><published>2010-01-19T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:26:09.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After so long of not blogging. So here is my first post for 2010. Im really busy. Theres a lot i wana talk about. My recent activities. About my catching ups with darlings. But for now, im here to blog what in my heart. I cant stand this anymore. Im stress with all kinds of issues. School have been such a __________. God knows how it feels when you have tons of projects. All with very close deadlines. Exams around the corner. And when this exam issue hit my eardrums. Ill go; 'OH SHIT'. That explains the stress that im going through now. At times, i get pissed with my ownself. For not being discipline. Not at all. gahhh! Thats the attitude. But the good news is, im now on the right mood to work really hard.. Ive somehow start my revision. But i still need some guidance, badly, please. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What matters more to me is your sincerity.. Not your sweet words....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-136707338810285604?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/136707338810285604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/136707338810285604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/136707338810285604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2010/01/stress.html' title='STRESS.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-4950183499279926195</id><published>2009-12-30T09:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T09:57:34.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd last day of 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Im seriously excited about tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;But now, i dont think the excitement will be there anymore after what happen this morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Haiyak!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;*sad face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Still, the event have to go on as planned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Just hoping much that i wont be facing any changing of moods or something.. gah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Ive got a lot of things to be done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Like, S-E-R-I-O-U-S-L-Y!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Ahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;(Hope it turn out to be a fun and memorable one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Im still thinking about my 2010 resolutions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;But i wont list it out here, of course!&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/2201272772261753235-4950183499279926195?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4950183499279926195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/2nd-last-day-of-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/4950183499279926195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/4950183499279926195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/2nd-last-day-of-2009.html' title='2nd last day of 2009!'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2346869809357903552</id><published>2009-12-27T09:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T10:12:52.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*JON*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sza9GipcBMI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Vu-PQeHng44/s1600-h/04042009(017)-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419727121664443586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sza9GipcBMI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Vu-PQeHng44/s400/04042009(017)-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt; I MISS THIS MATREP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life doesnt seem to be fair, at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;More to bad and cruelty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its ok, so long as im a human, i'll be strong and try to endure it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God have his reasons in making things this way... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In this kind of situation, i seriously dont feel like going out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To face the public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Until everything is cured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bestfriend said; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'The only reason God dont let it cure faster is so He can give you something better'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ive been keeping this words in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And trusting them also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At least, it makes me think on a brighter side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to one of cousin's wedding event yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;After so long, we get to meet each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its really an honour to attend her wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats the main reason why i attend my cousins wedding no matter how busy i can be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She is super&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;With those beautiful wedding outfits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The one that i like most is the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;gown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Pinky girls will like it though)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The thing that i wont forget is, most people said that my cousin and i look the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh my!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;That really touches me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Isnt it great if cousins look the same??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Its like the blood and relation is all there! aha. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Even, her hubby said the same when i salam and bid goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And of coz, she is way much more prettier than me.. bahaha! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Im going back to TTSH tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;To get somethings settled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Will be busy i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Cikgu invite me to her chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But im not sure whether im able to attend or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ive got a lot of things to settle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;31st dec is really drawing near...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And its like: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OH-MY-GOD &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; YESSAHHHHH!&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/2201272772261753235-2346869809357903552?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2346869809357903552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/jon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2346869809357903552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2346869809357903552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/jon.html' title='*JON*'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sza9GipcBMI/AAAAAAAAA6o/Vu-PQeHng44/s72-c/04042009(017)-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-8956597358739579272</id><published>2009-12-22T08:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T09:31:40.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans and Behaviours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SzAaMvU2EVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/ix3l8DnYslU/s1600-h/PC050994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417859157891354962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SzAaMvU2EVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/ix3l8DnYslU/s400/PC050994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; At times, i just don’t understand myself nor the surroundings. It makes me wonder why each time i see different and strange kinds of behaviours each day. Im not just referring to me, but the people around me as well. Who should i blame??? It won’t feel nice if i have to put that blame on them. Nor it won’t be fair if i put that blame on myself. Gahh! I will stop here. I won’t feel like elaborating more. Let’s see how things go each day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will be going off to ECP for cycling session later on. With the 2nd Degree siblings. Not many will be tagging along later on. Hope it will still be a fun one though. And hope, nana kecoh will join us. I miss having a chat with you nana. I miss gerek-ing with you just like how we used to during the ‘anugerah’ times. Aha. Hope you will come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*hopes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aniways, hop to Bugis yesterday. As demanded by sis. I went to buy the pants which ive been eyeing for. I dieDIE wana wear it to ECP. So i bought one. A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; one. I swear, its super hot. Hahah! ;) I was actually dragging my feet there and paying up for the pants half heartedly. Now, i’ve always been considering when its comes to about spending money. Im somehow broke. Hehe. That also explains why i drag my feet down to Bugis. The initial plan is to have breakfast with Eza and asking Naufal to tag along. But since, Eza cant make it. I called it off as i’ve not yet arranged anything with Naufal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So my day was meant to be for sis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss my darling besteeS!! To the max! Haiyaya. I wana meet Eza. Have not met her for some time. Theres a lot that i wana hear from her. Theres a lot to be shared. Next, Lutfiah! Bah!We’ve not meet each other for decades?! Chey, what a lie. No but seriously, for super long MONTHS! And it somehow feel like years.... I miss this small girl. You know that thoughts of you is always in my mind though we’re far apart darl... My another, all time favourite matrep; Hadi. Ok, actually, he dislikes me calling him, MY MATREP. Sounds wrong. But who cares. I love bestfriend(S). We’ve yet to go to ECP. Just the two of us, on a very fine day.. Hmmm, i wonder when.. Sumer da ader budak masing2, jadi mcm susah lahh jugak.. knknkn? Hiaya! For my bestBest elder sis, Mai, i hope she’s doing good. I’ve to admit that i miss her presence. When we used to have serious talk. The advices she gave. Aha. Hope that im able to meet her one fine day too... For Naufal, aha, that busy guy.... Miss him though ive just heard from him recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wana go to the Library to borrow a Malay novel... Anyone??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-8956597358739579272?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8956597358739579272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/humans-and-behaviours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8956597358739579272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/8956597358739579272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/humans-and-behaviours.html' title='Humans and Behaviours'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SzAaMvU2EVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/ix3l8DnYslU/s72-c/PC050994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3438226765579193107</id><published>2009-12-20T21:24:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:42:23.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;18 december marks my last day of my second attachment.. A big BIG YAY for me as i manage to pull through despite the sickness that i’m having. The wound that i had is still yet to be cured. Doctor said that its takes at least 2 weeks to recover. Aha. During my attachment, everyone noticed about it. Even the clerks and the patient’s relatives noticed about it. Some thought i fell and had some stitches. Hah. Some ask what i bang onto. The best answer that i gave to this group of sisters is: ‘ I was looking at this particular handsome guy and i got banged on the wall instead’. Hahaha. They were all laughing like hell in the tea room. P/s: Thats not true ok! Im just trying to pull their legs and besides, the answer that i gave to the rest are all the same. I felt so paisey and tired of answering the questions over and over again.. gahh! What to do... haiyaya. On the happier note, i’m really happy right now as my attachment is now over. I have 2 weeks of holidays which i gonna spent wisely. I will try to spent this 2weeks with my loved ones. For all the making ups. Hah hah! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th December;&lt;br /&gt;Balik kampong........ Back to Muar. Its just a short stay. Had to go back to attend cousin’s wedding. I was feeling half hearted to leave Singapore actually. Though its only for a while. I find it really hard to leave. I gave 6th December . L hmmm.... Hope they wasn’t angry with me coz i wasn’t able to attend that event. I love them still. Ok back to the story.. Once i entered Malaysia, i became sexcited!!!!!!!!!! Its been so long that i’ve visit the kampong... wakaka. Camwhored quite a lot. With sis expecially. Besides that, i am actually really happy to meet my cousins in Malaysia.. All have grown up. And cousin brother say that im getting fatter. Haiyyakkk! :X I know... He shouldn’t have said that at the first place. I stress ya’know brother??! Aha. Its ok, i know im fat..wakaka. Im also happy that my favourite cousin brother came back from his campus. It’s been so long that we’ve interact with each other. I could still remember the old time when i was small. We like teasing each other. Until on that very day itself at kampong, i still tease him, asking him to get married fast and im sure to attend his ceremony. Aha. I find the ceremony in Melaka (girl’s side) interesting. Thaeres a number of things that i learned. Its all thorugh the effort of hearing people’s discussion. From there, i know how wedding ceremony is done in the kampong days.. Its fun actually. But only the setting is different. No DANCEFLOOR. Like we used to have in marriages in my dad’s side. Bahhahaha. ;D I would really wana go back to Muar, but sadly, nobody over there is free to fetch me from Singapore. If only i know how to get there on my own.. Hmmmm........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th December;&lt;br /&gt;It’s my ALL TIME FAVOURITE MATREP’s BIRTHDAY! His mom informed me few days before about wanting to give him a surprise on his birthday. Tadadada. We went out on his birthday... So the people who went are basically my common cousins and sis. The complete-5 were there. Happy much! But the two guys went early. Sad ya’know! One got work, the other went clubbing! Haiyaya. But first, aunt treated all of us to Sakura. Cousin brother’s working place. But apparently, he wasn’t there. He got something on at other Sakura outlets. Cant get to see him, nor getting a discount. Haiyak! :X So after all the eating, the two guys left.. yadayada. I was preity sad though. An got work. So i understand his case. But boboy went of early because of his friends....... When we actually plan to buy a cake for ameir with the presence of boboy. So the cake plan thingy is also gone. But the next best part is.... BOWLING! After been wanting to play bowling for so long, its a finally!!!! I swear, i was like one paisey human over there. Rolling balls like one idiot. But score nothing at the first game. Haiyak! But soon, my skills get better and better. For the second game, i somehow become a pro already.. haahaa. Came to this one funny part. *that one inside joke* I don’t feel like revealing it. Hahahaha. After bowling, we hang around at ehub. Camwhored like nobody business. With all the decos and posters, we all go C-R-A-Z-Y! I really had so much of an UNEXPLAINABLE FUN! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Kampong photos will be uploaded in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;So here are the 12th December outing photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sy4v8clTq6I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5BWYSJUkNeg/s1600-h/DSC01737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417320117284613026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sy4v8clTq6I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5BWYSJUkNeg/s320/DSC01737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My All Time Favourite Matrep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*AMEIR*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sy4v8LDeZ-I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/XjDlPbLi_xA/s1600-h/DSC01741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417320112579307490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SyDDLI9NY0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/2PmLAhJbtBg/s400/14102009(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey ya!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im sorry for being missing for some time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that ive not been updating my blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its just that i dont have time to talk about all the happening stuffs in my life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im currently busy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With attachment and all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will try to update when i have the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe during the weekends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tags will be reply soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im really sorry...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Till here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take care lovelies!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3622369470661123679?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3622369470661123679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/hiatus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3622369470661123679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3622369470661123679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/hiatus.html' title='HIATUS'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SyDDLI9NY0I/AAAAAAAAA1A/2PmLAhJbtBg/s72-c/14102009(007).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-6348382565197571063</id><published>2009-11-11T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:38:35.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tags replied.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry for the late reply of tags.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ fyaa:&lt;/strong&gt; Waalaikumsalam... Its ok syg. U know det u said im a strong girl before right. That makes me go thru all this as smn strong. Its ok, u dont have to apologies. Fad pon fhm, fya bz.. hee. Fad sihat, alhamdulillah... Fad pon rindu fya... Fya, asl fya delete account fb? Fya nyer blog letak tagboard cn? Please? Jadi fad nk bilang or ckp pape kat fya pon senang.. I know ur phone having probs. Jadi susah nk contactkn. So for the time being, get thru me at my blog ok.. Takecare darling.. I love you so much! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ atiqa:&lt;/strong&gt; Its ok my dear.. Mayb when we mit up or what u cn share about it with me ok.. My pleasure, love. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥ izzah:&lt;/strong&gt; Prettylady, sorry ive uploaded that post one day later. Too packed with some stuffs so its being delayed. Hope you like it.. And i love you like heaven, sister! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-6348382565197571063?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6348382565197571063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/tags-replied.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6348382565197571063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6348382565197571063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/tags-replied.html' title='Tags replied.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5019061805415078889</id><published>2009-11-10T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:39:11.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday girl'/><title type='text'>She turns 18. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SvhLLe9jxgI/AAAAAAAAA0w/CcUqvZ302-c/s1600-h/N.I0994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402150413692814850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SvhLLe9jxgI/AAAAAAAAA0w/CcUqvZ302-c/s400/N.I0994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Dearest darling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Happy Gorgeously 18th Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;May you be blessed with health, wealth and happiness always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;All the best for your future endeavours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Last long with boyfie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Be happy and bubbly as always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Seeing you happy and enjoy every bit of your life makes me happy too....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;And as you know, i will always love you, my sister,my bestfriend, my twin, my everything, from the bottom of my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Takecare prettyhead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I-Love-You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-5019061805415078889?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5019061805415078889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-turns-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5019061805415078889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5019061805415078889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/she-turns-18.html' title='She turns 18. ;)'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SvhLLe9jxgI/AAAAAAAAA0w/CcUqvZ302-c/s72-c/N.I0994.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-694341201613767230</id><published>2009-11-08T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T10:49:35.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidden tears, Soundless screams.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;I seriously cant stand this anymore.. All this while, most people said that im a strong girl.. But then i realise that all those are not true. Im so weak. Too sensitive and too emotional. Being in this state really pulls me down. Those words and those thoughts. Seeing us drifted apart. Not like other people out there. The strong bonds that i see everywhere. All you people said is that ive changed. Im rude. But have you people even bother asking me how am i, how things is going on in my life. What my problems are. Why ive been keeping quiet at times. Why i stayed away from some of you. You didnt, dont you? All i need are your understanding, trust, love and concern. Seriously, im lacking of those. And i need it from no one else, but only from you people. My social life seems to be a problem to you also. Why?? I have the rights to mix around with anybody. Whoever i like. I know my limits. I set my boundaries. Consider myself a spoilt kid? Up to you. Yeah, im spoilt because of this small things that i lack. Im a human too. Ive got my feelings. My flaws. Speaking about flaws, who doesnt have any right? Everybody does. Its either you're able to notice it or not. You highlighted each and every flaws that i had. But did you even bother to ask me why im becoming like this? All you know is to listen to people whom i doubt know me well enough. Listen to their assumptions. And then again, put all the blame on me. I hate it you know. Especially when we had small arguments. Yes, im rude at times. I answered back when im not satisfied. Ego.... I know. I just have to stand up for my own right. But to be honest with you, i would never wana have an argument with you. Never. Each time we argued, im sure to teared. You never know about all this. My hidden tears, those soundless screams...You'll never know......... :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-694341201613767230?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/694341201613767230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/hidden-tears-soundless-screams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/694341201613767230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/694341201613767230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/hidden-tears-soundless-screams.html' title='Hidden tears, Soundless screams.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2665586301029138110</id><published>2009-11-07T09:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:19:46.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SuxSYzY4WaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/d4S-IllErxE/s1600-h/effmypic-673f769aea683b60bf7d87097829fcc6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398780639375284642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SuxSYzY4WaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/d4S-IllErxE/s400/effmypic-673f769aea683b60bf7d87097829fcc6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Ive been missing for quite sometime. I know. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;During that MIA period, a lot of things happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My uncle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He just left the whole family of us recently. Not for a while but forever. Its a preity shocking news when i know that he's no more. He left, making most of us regret. Regret about what we did in the past. I could still remember what he did 1week before he left. When i first came to my aunts house, i notice that he is so different. Totally different. When i was eating, he came up to me and said 'Sonia' and smiled. I just smiled back without saying a single thing. In the evening, he decided to leave aunt's house. This time round, at the corridor, he was standing, he faced all of us and said, "Goodbye everybody'. And again, i just smiled at him. When the news that he is gone, came right into my ears, i regretted. I regret for not going up to him the other day.. To kiss his hand and wave back at him when he bid goodbye.. Seriously, what a regret. Now, the only thing that is left are memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our prayers will always be with you, my dear uncle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boboy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recently, a few things cock-ed up between us also.. haha! Misunderstanding. I just dont understand why he like to disturb me till i take all his jokes seriously. The latest 'conflict' that happen is actually preity bad and is not what i expected. I just cant afford to stay away from him, each time when we met somewhere. Usually, we will joke around and all.. But the other day, for once in my lifetime. We became complete STRANGERS. And when i say strangers, we seriously did not bother to talk or even smile to one another. haha! Sad ya'know. But recently, everything went back as per normal.. He started up with the conversation first.. ;) What ima said is true... He wont stay away from me for so long.... hehe. And i love this guy so much.. Same goes to the rest of my cousin... hak! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;School..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everthing went back as per normal. No more misunderstanding between my girls. To see them back together again, is such an awesome feeling.. All settled. And i seriously like what happen yesterday. So much fun. Laughters. Besides a boring lecture, the practical was so much fun... Lots of jokes were cracked. Unexpected wildness when we get to excited about all the pregnancy learnings and all. So much fun!!! And i love all my girls so much from the bottom of my Hypothalamus...... ;)&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, my modules for this semester is getting tougher and tougher. Seriously. At times i just cant catch up with it.. Either lecturer is too fast or im too slow.. haha! From now on, i gonna start to work things out early so that i wont have to rush at the later part. The project also. Besides just completing it, i hope i will have fun doing it as well... Booo! Airport! Here i come for my project! hak! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im off. Will be going to airport to meet the babes to study later on.. Shall update again when i have the time.. hehe. TKCR LOVELIES. LOVE YOU! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If i have to change, i will....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i guess i cant change my own social life....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being friendly is soooooo me....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So i cant promise you to change that part of myself...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-2665586301029138110?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2665586301029138110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-missing-for-quite-sometime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2665586301029138110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2665586301029138110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-missing-for-quite-sometime.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SuxSYzY4WaI/AAAAAAAAA0o/d4S-IllErxE/s72-c/effmypic-673f769aea683b60bf7d87097829fcc6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1961063478739563624</id><published>2009-10-19T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T23:05:29.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Today, a new semester, a new start in the Nursing Life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Basically, im just tooooo excited to go to school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;To get busy again with school life, to mingle with my beloved darlings and to make new friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Went out of the house at 6.50 and headed to school straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;My journey to school is a pleasant one with Izfarhan along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Boooo! At least i dont feel lonely though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Bump into him in the bus on the way to mrt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Headed to our school together but then i alighted at dove, and An at clementi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;So, in school, i had a new tutorial mate, Hadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;And i guess he's together in my group for practical also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Hadi, reminds me so much of my own bestfriend, Hadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Each time when i look at this Hadi, my minds will go far away thinking of my own Hadi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I hope that he will always be doing fine though we're far apart... *misses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Niways, i just cant wait to get started up with all the new and interesting modules for this semester... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;From now on, i will have to put in more effort as some of the modules seem to be preity tough... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;For the sports and wellness programme, ive basically chose the International Games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;With that, i will have to cover two sports together. That is the ultimate frisby and touch rougby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Im really looking forward for this lesson too.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Alright thats about it.. I shall update again when i have the time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Till here, toodlessss! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1961063478739563624?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1961063478739563624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1961063478739563624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1961063478739563624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-school.html' title='BACK TO SCHOOL'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3484779154409662606</id><published>2009-10-16T13:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:56:26.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':&apos;('/><title type='text'>thankyou dearest</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Boooo!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Heartache again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks ehkk to you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont worry, i wont hate you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In fact i should thankyou because you make me realise my mistake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ive learnt my lesson...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lesson learnt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never trust someone's words easily, because it might never be true.. And its ok to love anybody out there.. But if you have started to love someone out there, dont love him deeply because you might get hurt deeply in return...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3484779154409662606?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3484779154409662606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankyou-dearest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3484779154409662606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3484779154409662606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/thankyou-dearest.html' title='thankyou dearest'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2162299270063218283</id><published>2009-10-15T23:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:43:53.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sentosa'/><title type='text'>Picnic with Poly cliques</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdCqZ57SgI/AAAAAAAAA0g/qHmVjj5CSvM/s1600-h/14102009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392852375075244546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdCqZ57SgI/AAAAAAAAA0g/qHmVjj5CSvM/s400/14102009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14-10-2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A picnic cum gathering cum 'an unknown belated birthday surprise' with poly cliques at Sentosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha! People attended: me, Liyana, Hafezah, Eleena and Fadhilah.. Apparently, Rose and Wenshi were unable to turn up.. Nevermind, theres always a next time... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So much fun to be elaborated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdCUZuX6-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Q45D8Els0HA/s1600-h/our+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392851997069667298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdCUZuX6-I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/Q45D8Els0HA/s400/our+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(Pics are all being uploaded in facebook)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are the ladies that make it happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdB5_Um0YI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/EYdjv8sT_cM/s1600-h/mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392851543305671042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdB5_Um0YI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/EYdjv8sT_cM/s400/mama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥ Fad feat Fadhilah ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdB5T8wUwI/AAAAAAAAA0I/q6dH6P9P-ts/s1600-h/fee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392851531662906114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdB5T8wUwI/AAAAAAAAA0I/q6dH6P9P-ts/s400/fee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥ Fad feat Hafezah ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdB4xIAWPI/AAAAAAAAA0A/TEBMpMOyIGw/s1600-h/liyana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392851522314852594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdB4xIAWPI/AAAAAAAAA0A/TEBMpMOyIGw/s400/liyana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥ Fad feat Liyana ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdB4cZ91VI/AAAAAAAAAz4/sECUcgqzJIk/s1600-h/eleena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392851516753040722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdB4cZ91VI/AAAAAAAAAz4/sECUcgqzJIk/s400/eleena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥ Fad feat Eleena ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Thanks for the wonderful day lovelies.. The food, birthday cake, fun, laughters and all.. Err, all those white lies will be forgiven. Those 'unwanted' surprises. What i mean is the flour thingy. Its the most disgusting thing that ive done. But still, i had fun.. Fee, my sincere apologies for getting you involve also.. *winks* Im just trying to share the fun and love... wakakaka~~ Fee, thanks for the birthday gift.. Liyana, the birthday cake. Eleena, for being never fail in laughing at my clumsiness.. I guess you still remember what i did at the beach station when ive just arrived.. haha! So silly.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Ladies, thanks again for making it a blast.. Im hoping for the next outing but a complete one.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Me, loving you girls manymany...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-2162299270063218283?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2162299270063218283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/14-10-2009-picnic-cum-gathering-cum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2162299270063218283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2162299270063218283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/14-10-2009-picnic-cum-gathering-cum.html' title='Picnic with Poly cliques'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StdCqZ57SgI/AAAAAAAAA0g/qHmVjj5CSvM/s72-c/14102009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-7855860734187980359</id><published>2009-10-15T13:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:18:41.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Stav3Z5_tVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/vDxby0kWBRM/s1600-h/fad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392690970204550482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Stav3Z5_tVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/vDxby0kWBRM/s400/fad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I shall update about the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;B-L-A-S-T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;that i had yesterday real soon ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Stat5SH2ioI/AAAAAAAAAzo/P2TpIn0vqig/s1600-h/fad.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-7855860734187980359?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7855860734187980359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-shall-update-about-b-l-s-t-that-i-had.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7855860734187980359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/7855860734187980359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-shall-update-about-b-l-s-t-that-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Stav3Z5_tVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/vDxby0kWBRM/s72-c/fad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-4012059631274300187</id><published>2009-10-15T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T01:38:50.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Real You!</title><content type='html'>I guess my care towards you ends till here.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i cant stand it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whats up with you and all.&lt;br /&gt;It seems that you've changed.&lt;br /&gt;Its not the old you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;You take advantage when theres a chance for you to do so.&lt;br /&gt;You hurt my heart each day.&lt;br /&gt;Theres always this one thing that you shall do or say, simply just to hurt my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Now i just cant be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I wont talk much.&lt;br /&gt;Nor i wont care about whats up with you and all.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, im getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;Sick of all your actions.&lt;br /&gt;You look for me when u're in pain and trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I pick you up, each time you fall.&lt;br /&gt;I defend you as much as i could.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end, you create stories about me to others.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou so much!&lt;br /&gt;Now i've really know the real  you..&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thanks for all the pain that you've given me each day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-4012059631274300187?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4012059631274300187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/real-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/4012059631274300187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/4012059631274300187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/real-you.html' title='The Real You!'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-6546519075769061068</id><published>2009-10-12T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:27:16.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving you..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StMPIi7yIfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/wPBoYlgeoP0/s1600-h/P9210377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391669818383540722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StMPIi7yIfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/wPBoYlgeoP0/s400/P9210377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StMJKZrk8FI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/rfOr6mvlF2Y/s1600-h/b3f4078b2dfc03e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I guess every human yearns to have a beautiful life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Or perhaps, a wonderful one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Attachment is finally over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Great that finally i can have a good rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But still, im feeling sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Sad that i have to leave that place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;3weeks is preity fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Theres a lot that ive learnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Those things that i do, those that i said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Im sure that it did leave some impact in those patients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Its so sad to leave those patients after all the bondings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;This includes the staffs over there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;After all, i did learnt a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And those moments, i shall treasure and remember always.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Now i wana share a bit of the things that happen lately..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Urm, Saturday, still jalan raya and all. Nothing much. Didnt manage to tag along with the cousins outing. Im sorry guys.. Speaking about it. I just cant forget the night before, boboy really make me cry on the phone with his words.. Sedih tahuk! Haix, you know that i sayang you so much. So dont question me why i sayang you and all. The main reason is because you're my cousin. And you yourself know that we grow up together since small. His words that night really hurts me. But in the end, he claimed that he's just joking.. Haiyayaya! Wasted my tears only. Whatever it is, i love him, a'an, ima and all so much... They're part of my life. *special people* ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sunday, i spent it with Izzah.. Plan to just go makan. But in the end, we hop here and there. bah! i loike! Theres a lot of things to share and all. But sadly, two of the guys werent there. Went we had our drinks at the coffeeshop, i felt sad suddenly. The reason is because, theres two empty seats beside us. Its actually meant to be occupied by Naufal and Syed. But they were not there. Sad thing... I wonder when will my wish turns into a reality... When darlings???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Today, nothing much.. To the clinic, macdonalds, lastly, shengsiong supermarket. Hahak! On the way home, i just realise that my bro seem to be so scared of minahs!! Serious, this is a no joking matter.. And secondary school minahs summore... Haiyaya. Cute luhh dier.... I just cant stop myself from laughing at the bus stop, when those girls were like looking at me and added on with bro's words... haha! Funny!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Niways, tomorrow i will have to go and get my 3rd dose of injection. Which most probably i shall give it a postpone. Higher chance im going back to my attachment place to meet some people.. Wednesday, picnic with poly cliques.. So on and on......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just cant wait for school to reopens!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till here, i shall update when theres something new or when i have the time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Takecare readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me, loving you manymany! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-6546519075769061068?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/StMPIi7yIfI/AAAAAAAAAzg/wPBoYlgeoP0/s72-c/P9210377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-354389332241067754</id><published>2009-10-07T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T01:20:03.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why things have to come to an end so fast...???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just dont wana seperate myself with the people whom ive build good rapport with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Those words of yours really touches me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im just doing my job..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That is to take good care of you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I never expect you to say that to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thanks for your prayers...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-354389332241067754?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/354389332241067754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/354389332241067754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/354389332241067754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/end.html' title='The End!'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-6847880551854479291</id><published>2009-10-06T00:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T02:04:09.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Theres a lot of things that i wana learn in life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything takes time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope by the end of this year, i will be way much stronger, emotionally.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-6847880551854479291?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6847880551854479291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/hopes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6847880551854479291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6847880551854479291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/hopes.html' title='Hopes'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-5995707322822446910</id><published>2009-10-04T15:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:49:07.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SshQ8C8GxxI/AAAAAAAAAzA/sc6wxquL--M/s1600-h/fadhilah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388645946660144914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SshQ8C8GxxI/AAAAAAAAAzA/sc6wxquL--M/s400/fadhilah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im back here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blogging again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ive been missing for quite some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, Ive got a lot of things to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehs ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;First thing first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Hari Raya is a Blast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;First day, ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Went out with the usually people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Get to meet my loveydovey cousins for a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Then we went our seperate ways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;The 2nd day, was superb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Get to meet and mingle with all the 'kaki gerek'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;I had so much fun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Besides that im happy to see the 5 of us back together and enjoying ourself as a group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;In overall, i had so much fun with my loveydovey cousins on day 2.&lt;br /&gt;God knows how much i love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are the individual pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The rest in facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388645375321178962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SshQayiSA1I/AAAAAAAAAy4/tHoJGgmrSxs/s400/fad+and+darlings+(collage).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;26/06/2009&lt;br /&gt;The day i turn 18...&lt;br /&gt;Its great.&lt;br /&gt;The enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;Planned to go out with loveydovey cousins.&lt;br /&gt;It happened.&lt;br /&gt;But this time round sis and ima did not turn up.&lt;br /&gt;So the group of 5 isnt complete.&lt;br /&gt;But still, i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at people.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i went to mami jan's house.&lt;br /&gt;Meet mami jum, boboy and an..&lt;br /&gt;Then we went of to pasir ris to meet kakak and abg ali.&lt;br /&gt;We went of for makan at a coffeeshop..&lt;br /&gt;Hak!&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the best part.&lt;br /&gt;We had western food like theres no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Then kakak and boboy went to shop.&lt;br /&gt;(their superb plan)&lt;br /&gt;I sat down, like one good girl..&lt;br /&gt;Keeping quite.&lt;br /&gt;Im kinda not in the mood luhh actually.&lt;br /&gt;*i wont talk about it. skip that part*&lt;br /&gt;Then an ask to accompany him to 7 11.&lt;br /&gt;All he did is to bully me.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what he like.&lt;br /&gt;He called me fatty also.&lt;br /&gt;Yesss! Fatty!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmph!&lt;br /&gt;And as rough as he is with his attitude towards me.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Ok so, me and an came back.&lt;br /&gt;After i sat, i turn back.&lt;br /&gt;For i dont know what reason.&lt;br /&gt;And i was stunt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Saw a birthday cake carried by kakak.&lt;br /&gt;Boboy were like smilling all the way beside kakak.&lt;br /&gt;All sang the birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;Like at the coffeeshop!&lt;br /&gt;SUPER embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone were like looking at us.&lt;br /&gt;Hak! Paisey!&lt;br /&gt;Kakak thought i will cry.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;But then im really touched.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt know that they would come out with a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;All i want is a day out only.&lt;br /&gt;But it turn out to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;*cheeky smile*&lt;br /&gt;After which, we headed to chai chee.&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My favourite!&lt;br /&gt;Thats what i want also on that day.&lt;br /&gt;So we had 3 hours of that night spent on karaoke-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun...&lt;br /&gt;Duet with boboy most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;All the love songs are sang by us.&lt;br /&gt;I loike!&lt;br /&gt;Sang a few songs with an also.&lt;br /&gt;Dangdut with mami jum...&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;Abg ali, an, boboy, sang the 'Cari Jodoh' song.&lt;br /&gt;Fuhh! Power!&lt;br /&gt;I had fun laughing at them also..&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Till know, i could still remember those moments.&lt;br /&gt;Fun like hell.&lt;br /&gt;I even forget that i had turn 18 on that day itself.&lt;br /&gt;All i had in my mind is to enjoy, enjoy and E-N-J-O-Y!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for that wonderful day lovies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And not to forget, to those who wish me through msgs, phonecalls, facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou darlings..!&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate it so much..!&lt;br /&gt;Me, loving you peopleso much!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mwackkkks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;;DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SshQOgJa8vI/AAAAAAAAAyw/swDlcx0pJ0k/s1600-h/DSC05156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388645164226638578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SshQOgJa8vI/AAAAAAAAAyw/swDlcx0pJ0k/s400/DSC05156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; So here are the two birthday surprises for this year.&lt;br /&gt;Nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Memorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SshQOaDhlGI/AAAAAAAAAyo/2LV-famcyaM/s1600-h/P9260480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388645162591294562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SshQOaDhlGI/AAAAAAAAAyo/2LV-famcyaM/s400/P9260480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Karaoke session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Now, im 18 already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;Erm, i dont know what i should say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;A lot of things and reminder is playing in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330000;"&gt;..............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im busy with attachment recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Left with 1 more week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time flies really fast huh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall update about it once it have come to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday, went for jalan raya again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess what?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some people just manage to psycho my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the end, dad said, go for driving lisence first than bike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was like . . . . . . . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But at least thank God, im still allowed to get a bike lisence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But i have to go for a car first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haix....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(im seriously not interested with cars)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just cant decide....&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/2201272772261753235-5995707322822446910?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5995707322822446910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-action.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5995707322822446910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/5995707322822446910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-action.html' title='Im back!'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SshQ8C8GxxI/AAAAAAAAAzA/sc6wxquL--M/s72-c/fadhilah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3902838038013221133</id><published>2009-10-02T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:35:08.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too busy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SsTZHvH6bLI/AAAAAAAAAyg/UxnoW-B2jCA/s1600-h/P9260486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387669781173922994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SsTZHvH6bLI/AAAAAAAAAyg/UxnoW-B2jCA/s400/P9260486.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will be back real soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Loves... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3902838038013221133?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3902838038013221133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3902838038013221133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3902838038013221133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/too-busy.html' title='Too busy...'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SsTZHvH6bLI/AAAAAAAAAyg/UxnoW-B2jCA/s72-c/P9260486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-6084376889828825415</id><published>2009-09-17T09:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:30:12.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='standing strong'/><title type='text'>Beautiful lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SrGaN33C8xI/AAAAAAAAAyY/TsrN3-7NeUo/s1600-h/27042008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382252592808260370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SrGaN33C8xI/AAAAAAAAAyY/TsrN3-7NeUo/s400/27042008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You noted those changes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Up to you to think and decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like ive said before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ive nvr change and would nvr wana change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you really think that ive changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jolly well dont blame me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its the surrounding, the situation, that makes me who i am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its not denial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take note of that dearest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im happy with what i have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im happy with the people i know.&lt;br /&gt;Im happy with the friends that i make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At times i know your words are just lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stupid of me to trust those words at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You said im cute, sweet and whatever nodsss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I kept quite or shall either laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im not trying to be arrogant or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The fact that im trying to find those truths behind those words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the end, those lies will still remain as lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ive moved on, dear friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy with my own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So dont bother coming back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Im not evil.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But because i have my own reasons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-6084376889828825415?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6084376889828825415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful-lies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6084376889828825415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/6084376889828825415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful-lies.html' title='Beautiful lies'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SrGaN33C8xI/AAAAAAAAAyY/TsrN3-7NeUo/s72-c/27042008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1688918979932570532</id><published>2009-09-16T09:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T10:00:46.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SrBEF14F24I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/gIGiaVgBENs/s1600-h/P14-09-08_13.27-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381876421860121474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SrBEF14F24I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/gIGiaVgBENs/s400/P14-09-08_13.27-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FADZILAH!&lt;br /&gt;Da tua.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mwuahhh hahahaha~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Semoga kamu dimurahkan rezeki, dimatangkan lagi, blablabla.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*all the positive ones*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happyhappy lahh selalu.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the best for your future endeavours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take Good Care of yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And of course,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ILY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mwacchhhhkkkkks!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;p/s: aku da bli lampu, thankyou tkda ker? Hehes :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1688918979932570532?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1688918979932570532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1688918979932570532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1688918979932570532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SrBEF14F24I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/gIGiaVgBENs/s72-c/P14-09-08_13.27-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2612868351541979487</id><published>2009-09-14T09:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T12:19:16.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday'/><title type='text'>Zul, the Birthday Boy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sq2bSh0IuOI/AAAAAAAAAyI/fX7EvRPp8Ro/s1600-h/P8090253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381127872394606818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sq2bSh0IuOI/AAAAAAAAAyI/fX7EvRPp8Ro/s400/P8090253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HAPPY BIRTHDAY ZULFADHLI!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a.k.a zulbillybug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now u're old already huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Good for you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thanks for being a great friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone nice to talk to and joke around with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I know ive been teasing you so much. Pardon me.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not to forget, thanks for being my mobile music library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Appreciate it so much hor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Niways, may you get the girl that you've been wanting so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Go put in effort ok zul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you want that somebody, you must go against all odds to get her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Be brave, boy. Speak up ok. Learn to start convo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(And tkmo luper aku tau bab aku byk tlg kau dlm hal nie. Huakhuakhuak~~)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wana wish you good luck for your coming exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;May you get the results that you have been hunting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Remember your promise that you gonna balance both issues well. So make sure!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;All the best for your future endeavours.&lt;br /&gt;Takecare! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sq2ZwSUdt4I/AAAAAAAAAyA/fjYVn-15wog/s1600-h/P7210319.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sq2YYouWO3I/AAAAAAAAAx4/8bZJEPWtcU4/s1600-h/P8080125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381124678793706354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sq2YYouWO3I/AAAAAAAAAx4/8bZJEPWtcU4/s400/P8080125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Ive been getting weird dreams this few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess ive been missing those people so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its been so long that ive last met my bestbuds, sweethearts, darlings &amp;amp; loveydovey cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I miss them so much..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And, both of my grandfather have been appearing in my mind lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God knows how much i miss them and been wanting to meet them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They no more here on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But still, my prayers will always be with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love you both so much &amp;amp; i miss you.. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, lets change the tone.&lt;br /&gt;Sis have been pestering me to buy the lampu kelap-kelip.&lt;br /&gt;Im considering it adik.&lt;br /&gt;I thought of buying it also.&lt;br /&gt;I love it!&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;And I wana buy Black roses too.&lt;br /&gt;We’ll have to look for it at Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;Its beautiful adik.&lt;br /&gt;So Gothic.&lt;br /&gt;But then, my money again??&lt;br /&gt;Curtain ive bought.&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t you buy the lights then?&lt;br /&gt;Hehs ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ok, if I go buy the lights you go buy bunga api ok.&lt;br /&gt;But if like only the three of us.&lt;br /&gt;Wont be happening though.&lt;br /&gt;I miss those past moments adik.&lt;br /&gt;If only, they were still here with us.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you miss them too?&lt;br /&gt;So anybody else wanna join us?&lt;br /&gt;Huakhuakhuak~~&lt;br /&gt;Ok sis, lets go geylang!&lt;br /&gt;*smile wide wide*&lt;br /&gt;But when?&lt;br /&gt;How about those pimples on your face?&lt;br /&gt;You ok with it?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Jokejoke.&lt;br /&gt;*peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;To bestee, cheer up ok my dear. Its ok to cry darl. You know I did that too right. Cry when angry, sad, pissed off, lonely, missing people. We're both sensitive. Both emotional. I just want you to take note of this. Despite those problems you have. Those obstacles you're facing, dont just cry my dear. Talk to me. Just like what you usually do before. You know im always there for you right. Anytime. Im proud that you're able to be strong. The fact that you still smile despite the pain that you kept in you. But please, talk to me, share with me your problems. As promise, we gonna share all the ups and downs together right. I know you cant tolerate sympathies. But me, being here as your friend, I'll be there for you always. My promise. You dont have to regard it as sympathy nor consolation. Im doing my job as a friend. Take it as a duty. My dear friend, dont get puzzled much and dont run away from reality. You have me. Just like the old fadhilah. The one that will always listen to all your problems and complains. The one who will hug you tight when youre down. I love you so much and I couldnt bear to see you being like this always. Meet me during one of your off days. We'll talk things out. Takecare dearest. Imysm! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll always be that pillar to support you each time you're falling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;To you lilsis, Ive regard you as my own sister. I dont want you to be sad though. The fact that people come and go. You have to learn from it. At times, you must remember. Certain guys are like that. They grab all the girls that they can grab. And at one point of time, they'll take only one and abandon the rest. And they also like to put we girls into their test. So be careful. I just dont wana see you being hurt again my dear. I hope that you will use what that had happened as a learning point. Remember, we girls can fall for guys easily, but you must not pin high hopes on them too. Cause it might hurt you in the end. I believe you're strong enough to get yourself out of this situation. God will be able to help you. InsyaAllah. Its a matter of time. If you need anybody to talk to you can count on me or any of your girls ok. Now, focus more on your exams. It will determine your future. Guys aside first. Tkcr girl.. We shall meet again when the time comes or perhaps after the exams are all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes if you love somebody, you have to let him go.. If he comes back to you, he's yours.. If he doesnt, he never was...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Till here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Tkcr everybody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Much love, fadhilah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-2612868351541979487?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2612868351541979487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-zulfadhli.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2612868351541979487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2612868351541979487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-zulfadhli.html' title='Zul, the Birthday Boy.'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/Sq2bSh0IuOI/AAAAAAAAAyI/fX7EvRPp8Ro/s72-c/P8090253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1742798183653413913</id><published>2009-09-12T08:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:45:33.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desires</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Im so dead bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Ive got tons of things to do at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;But yet im still not in the mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;I just have the tendency not to do things when im not in the mood to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Its bad you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;That habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;But then, its like got stuck into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Its being stick to my mindset already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;I have the urge of going out from yesterday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Yesterday's plan was cancelled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Thanks to sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;She refused not to go out because of her pimple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Like...... Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Feel like going to coffeeshop to have a drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Also no company.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Like seriously, i have to get out of this house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;At least a day will be fine to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;I wana go to eastcoast beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;To witness the evening blue sky, the endless sea, sunset...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;I need those peaceful moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;To get rid of this restlessness feeling in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;To be able to think well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;To search for suitable solutions towards those problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;I really need that moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Besides that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Im hoping so much that An will just beep me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;And we shall go out together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;All cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Im hoping hard you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;I have to meet them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;And can somebody bring me out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;To a place where i can witness the beauty of nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;Anywhere that is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;As i know, this heart have been wanting to admire mother nature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BFF, you're so funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cant i just simply say that i miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the fact that you know i dont have a boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont force me to go and have one either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You know me well enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And you know my limits towards trusting people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Especially guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're a guy yourself, so you know what im trying to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If i say i miss you, i really do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im not just trying to spark a conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But because i miss your presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1742798183653413913?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1742798183653413913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/desires.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1742798183653413913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1742798183653413913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/desires.html' title='Desires'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2049345893803913346</id><published>2009-09-11T09:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:58:07.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Presence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally bought baju raya! Ok, im not really that excited though. In fact im not looking forward for this year raya. Why? The only reason is Attachment. Yesterday went of to geylang. Alight at City Plaza then went straight to First Lady. Me and Sis did some choosing of clothes and colours. So we manage to compromise. Had everything settled. And the best part is, i got this damn nice pink baju. Suker~~~ The colour was like a Vooom! Sweet.. Ok apparently sis wants a pink one also. But her size doesnt allow her to have a pink one. Hehs. Sorry for you hor! But she took white instead. And the white one is quite nice though. So pure... I'll stop here. I dont want to elaborate further. Long story uhhhhh.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Darling Bestee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As i was blogging yesterday, bro called me. I ignore him cause im just toooooooo lazy to go out of my room just to attend to him. And as i know he is apparaently at the kitchen window and witnessing the group of mat-mat playing takraw at my estate. So i thought he wana tell me soemthing about that bunch of people. But then, bro came to my room and said, "Tadi naufal lalu". And guess what, i run all the way to the kitchen *semangat face* and stood by the window. Look around. But then, i was late. Naufal went of already. Pissed off. Really am. Feel like crying. Complain to my sister. And i guess she feels weird though. Coz i tell her that i feel like crying. Of course lah, i miss this bestfriend of mine, who was in a total silence for like almost a week. I continue blogging with dissapointment. And then i received a message. Guess from who? Its Naufal! *smile wide wide* He said that he just walk by my house and he did explain why he did not reply my msgs. Its ok fal, i understand... But dont keep quite for long days lah. I miss your goodnight messages ya'know!  Text text text, and i feel satisfied ok! After so much waiting, he finally came back. Yeah! Miss you bestbud. Should meet up soon aite... And as you know, fadhilah sayang kamu! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here i am again at home. Blogging, facebook-ing. Then later make kuih. And after buka, i'll be going off. Yeah. Meeting some people. And tomorrow, can you just make it happen An? Puhlease, puhlease, puhlease.. I wana meet all of you. Have a day out with you people. I wana hug my cousins tighttight. I want the 5 of us to gather. I wana meet 'whatever' sister. Matrep a.k.a donaldduck. Miss them so muchhh. Tomorrow, please make it happen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Im growing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So dont test my patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I might look nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But i can be nasty when i flare up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont want that to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coz you might hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And i hate to do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So better still dont play around with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-2049345893803913346?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2049345893803913346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/presence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2049345893803913346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/2049345893803913346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/presence.html' title='Presence'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-1139045551127122568</id><published>2009-09-10T20:40:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:32:57.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iftar and Birthday'/><title type='text'>Boooom~~! Nice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First of all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqkKBYP09rI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qhHBKDLtPzc/s1600-h/P8090185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379842248675751602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqkKBYP09rI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qhHBKDLtPzc/s400/P8090185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KHAIRULZAMAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now u turn a year older...&lt;br /&gt;Da TUA!&lt;br /&gt;Huak! :x&lt;br /&gt;You've been a nice Guy and a Friend too.&lt;br /&gt;Fun to talk to and joke around with.&lt;br /&gt;And also the fact that you've been a great 'hired' cameraman to me all this while.&lt;br /&gt;I wana wish you good luck for your studies.&lt;br /&gt;May you get the results that you really want.&lt;br /&gt;All the best for your future endeavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i wana share about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;@ Atiqa's crib.&lt;br /&gt;We're invited to her house for break fast.&lt;br /&gt;The USUAL people.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone came at different timing.&lt;br /&gt;But still we manage to break fast on time.&lt;br /&gt;The food were SUPERB!&lt;br /&gt;V. Delicious~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Atiqa's Mum who did the cooking.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously speaking, i got a change in my mood.&lt;br /&gt;'Stuck up'!&lt;br /&gt;Some knew the reason.&lt;br /&gt;I know some were sad about it.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing i like about them is they're strong.&lt;br /&gt;Strong enough to show that they're fine about whats going on.&lt;br /&gt;Fine with the surrounding.&lt;br /&gt;Whereas me, the usual fadhilah.&lt;br /&gt;Got really &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;freak out&lt;/span&gt; with. . .&lt;br /&gt;But then i manage to talk to gf on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;(thanks for the listening ear babe&amp;amp;thanks for cheering me up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later i sat with Naz.&lt;br /&gt;Talk with her for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, ok, here comes the best part.&lt;br /&gt;Atiqa's Mum switch off the lights.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to ask her why.&lt;br /&gt;But my heart stop me though.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly.....&lt;br /&gt;I see lights walking steadily out of Atiqa's room..&lt;br /&gt;In the dark.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;Its a birthday cake!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A surprise birthday celebration for the September Babies.&lt;br /&gt;Huhurr~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I was damn shock.&lt;br /&gt;Lips sealed. Heart beating faster.&lt;br /&gt;The surprise, so NICE ok..&lt;br /&gt;Like no suspicious thing or what then suddenly got birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;I loike!!&lt;br /&gt;Like duhh, who wont like a surprise right?&lt;br /&gt;So The Old Babies were called up..&lt;br /&gt;Im so shy.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, feel like tearing down.&lt;br /&gt;But i manage to control this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;(Lau tk standard, mesti nangis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Huak! ;X&lt;br /&gt;Step smilingsmiling.&lt;br /&gt;Praying hard that those tears wont roll down.&lt;br /&gt;Call me crybaby?&lt;br /&gt;By all means...&lt;br /&gt;Coz im sensitive and emotional.&lt;br /&gt;Hehes ;D&lt;br /&gt;So, we had the bdae song, cake being cut and eat.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky im not being bashed or anything..&lt;br /&gt;Cream not on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Great!&lt;br /&gt;Unlike those unlucky ones. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Then we played BINGO.&lt;br /&gt;Funny jokes.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, when theres Nabeel.&lt;br /&gt;There will always be jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Even if it is lame.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone still laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Funnehhh! I loike!&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget.&lt;br /&gt;We camwhored a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Atiqa's mum disturb me.&lt;br /&gt;Like, again......&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;(InsyaAllah, i'll print your photos a.s.a.p. ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After that, we left.&lt;br /&gt;Guys went home but we ladies chilled at mac.&lt;br /&gt;Talktalk.&lt;br /&gt;Let things out.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I did enjoy that day.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the day peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Atiqa&amp;amp;Mum.&lt;br /&gt;Atiqa&amp;amp;Nisa for the cake and surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thankyou dearests..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL WHO REALLY MAKE THAT DAY A BLAST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mwahhhs!&lt;br /&gt;;DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the photos.&lt;br /&gt;The rest in Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqkIKAZ7xcI/AAAAAAAAAxY/EKJqT8CmFL4/s1600-h/DSC05666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379840197871257026" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The fact that people will change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And we have to accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eventhough it really hurts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-1139045551127122568?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1139045551127122568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/boooom-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1139045551127122568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/1139045551127122568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/boooom-nice.html' title='Boooom~~! Nice!'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqkKBYP09rI/AAAAAAAAAxw/qhHBKDLtPzc/s72-c/P8090185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3711097151335675362</id><published>2009-09-09T10:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:49:30.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iftar'/><title type='text'>Lets Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can upload pics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;02/09/2009, Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Had Break fast with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Zaman, Fauzan, Nisah, Atiqa, Shafiq, Andi, Fadd, Raha, Firdaus, Rasul, Hydir, Kamal, Zul, Nabeel, FarhanS, Sheila, Siti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Open table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;Happening..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;A BLAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcaEuK4QSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/8I7ZoUk3sQw/s1600-h/P9020393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379296948332806434" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcXfHWwCBI/AAAAAAAAAtw/zD673p8AE68/s320/P9020381.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcXeLSMGmI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2479ZYUWBGE/s1600-h/P9020399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379294087109941858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcXeLSMGmI/AAAAAAAAAtg/2479ZYUWBGE/s320/P9020399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcXdliol_I/AAAAAAAAAtY/2lNdLlPIJUg/s1600-h/P9020390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379294076978370546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcXdliol_I/AAAAAAAAAtY/2lNdLlPIJUg/s320/P9020390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcXepl4-iI/AAAAAAAAAto/1x7AQDG08dQ/s1600-h/P9020398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379294095245638178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcXepl4-iI/AAAAAAAAAto/1x7AQDG08dQ/s320/P9020398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;01/09/2009, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Went back to BGSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Met up with peoples and teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Headed to Orchard and then to Geylang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Break fast @ walking pathway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;And had a walk around the Bazaar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Nothing much at Geylang though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;But then, we all went to buy 'dengdeng' before heading home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;Nice! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcVpB3gTtI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/sf8bsegIFso/s1600-h/P8310361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379292074537406162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcVpB3gTtI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/sf8bsegIFso/s320/P8310361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcVoluVt9I/AAAAAAAAAtI/HPJn4DhtXnc/s1600-h/P8310357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379292066982770642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcVoluVt9I/AAAAAAAAAtI/HPJn4DhtXnc/s320/P8310357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcUzB_D8pI/AAAAAAAAAtA/PqaVkdBMTrQ/s1600-h/P8310368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379291146856166034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcUzB_D8pI/AAAAAAAAAtA/PqaVkdBMTrQ/s320/P8310368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcUygCRG4I/AAAAAAAAAs4/OVgXAq7y7hU/s1600-h/P8310373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379291137742805890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcUygCRG4I/AAAAAAAAAs4/OVgXAq7y7hU/s320/P8310373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*p/s: The rest of the pics in facebook. Hehs ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3711097151335675362?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3711097151335675362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-recap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3711097151335675362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3711097151335675362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-recap.html' title='Lets Recap'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Wh4NP0qY_P4/SqcaEuK4QSI/AAAAAAAAAuI/8I7ZoUk3sQw/s72-c/P9020393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-3892494803952332559</id><published>2009-09-08T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T21:27:38.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>homeSICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger, again, problem...&lt;br /&gt;Nemind nemind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so bored.&lt;br /&gt;Really bored.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going out, but now? where? with who?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, im sick of staying at home and doing those cleaning job.&lt;br /&gt;Ok wait, speaking about cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;I manage to clean my room...&lt;br /&gt;With the help of my family members.&lt;br /&gt;Now, im left with arranging back those stuffs of mine.&lt;br /&gt;And done..!&lt;br /&gt;I just love to see Pooh all around my room. I loike! ;D&lt;br /&gt;And the poster of Hydir standing tall and nice on one of the cupboard. *fanatik*&lt;br /&gt;How i wish this room is painted in HOT PINK! Mwach! Sure niceeee..&lt;br /&gt;But right now the colour itself is pink.. But not HOT enuff uhh. Huak! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana update about the break fast session for that two days.&lt;br /&gt;But, soon uhh.. When the perfect time comes.. ;DD&lt;br /&gt;Aniways, i was informed that this Sat, COUSINS DAY OUT!&lt;br /&gt;HappyHappyHappy! Like Finally!&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait...&lt;br /&gt;But i cant get so excited... (Sekali tk jadi, fad jugak sad nanti)&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE MAKE IT HAPPEN! &lt;br /&gt;I have to meet them badly...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hug my loveydovey cousins tighttight.&lt;br /&gt;Miss them so much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlings? Sweethearts?&lt;br /&gt;When we gonna meet people???&lt;br /&gt;I wanna a day out with Izzah, Naufal and Syed.&lt;br /&gt;Another day out with Lutfiah (++++ Naufal too if fya wants bt i think she will say yes).&lt;br /&gt;A day with Maizaitul, my BUSY sister.&lt;br /&gt;Poly cliques, Hadi, Fuad...&lt;br /&gt;I miss them also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being happy doesnt mean everything is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;It means that you decided to look beyond the imperfections...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2201272772261753235-3892494803952332559?l=the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3892494803952332559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/homesick-blogger-again-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3892494803952332559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2201272772261753235/posts/default/3892494803952332559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-gift-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/homesick-blogger-again-problem.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>Fadhilah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10289393563354635921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2201272772261753235.post-2324726831491223154</id><published>2009-08-30T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:33:47.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;School holiday starts already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Like two days back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Exams finally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A BIGBIG YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt
