<?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-3643134823474949369</id><updated>2011-12-31T03:51:08.720-08:00</updated><category term='lovey-dovey'/><category term='oing'/><title type='text'>living in their shadows...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>198</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3724891737531801109</id><published>2011-11-15T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T06:25:30.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's the one that got away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://notthebiggestloser.com/blog/wp-content/motherdaughter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 343px; height: 450px;" src="http://notthebiggestloser.com/blog/wp-content/motherdaughter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She left me 18 years ago yet she is still around.Deep down i feel the pain of knowing  she chose not to get to know me. I couldn't remember when was the last time i saw her. Probably 7 years ago. We met only few hours. The last time I talked to her was a year ago.That would be the second time we talked in that year.It was when her husband passed away. I know it has been a tough time for her and to make things worse I couldn't be there. Its hard for me to decide. Ayah would probably feel disappointed if i suddenly when to see her.I couldn't blame him for that. I know he always tries his best to be both, mum and dad. To play her role. It killed me when she said i should stop keep in touch with her when I told her I couldn't be there for her that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the only way for me to know about her is by stalking her daughter's facebook. By doing that, i know she is doing fine. I admit that Im a bit jealous to know how happy she is with her new children, daughters and sons..her new life. I never thought that i would feel heartache when i saw what she wrote to her daughter.Its simple but maybe i was over reacting.She said, "Good night dear. I'll cook your favorite food tomorrow." I kept on asking myself..she is a part of me. But does she know anything about me other than my name? Like what is my favourite food,what is my hobby..all the basic thingy.Then as my sister keep on saying, 'She has a new life. Why do u think she wants to look back at her past? I mean us'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone said that I look exactly like her and i have to admit that by looking at her pictures.Im no more a little girl that she left 18 years ago. I have grown up. I wish she is able to see how mature I am now and how I look like rite now.I wish i could talk to her. But im still waiting for the right time.Its never about the ego.Im just afraid. Afraid of talking to her might lead me to be dependent. Somehow she had taught me to be independent.If only she wasn't the one that got away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3724891737531801109?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3724891737531801109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3724891737531801109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3724891737531801109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3724891737531801109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/11/shes-one-that-got-away.html' title='She&apos;s the one that got away'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-5438096830899004929</id><published>2011-10-02T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T08:07:51.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bodyrock Challenge</title><content type='html'>Lets work it out peeps.Honestly, im not very good in following any diet. Besides, Malaysia has so much tasty food and living with my parent doesn't help at all.lol. Gonna start my new work out routine starting on this month onwards.Used to do 100 push everyday but for the new challenge gonna be more on my abs.Will post more pics on the new workout soon..What i need right now is to stay focus and a good motivation!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics of me practicing yoga at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FYaCtMHaNQ/Toh7xZU_1vI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2Jq2uwzQS4c/s1600/p20110607-162300-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FYaCtMHaNQ/Toh7xZU_1vI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2Jq2uwzQS4c/s320/p20110607-162300-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658909020333790962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Virasana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2K6d5I6pqM/Toh6imflOZI/AAAAAAAAATw/m9OuxUTsAoo/s1600/p20110607-162413-1-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b2K6d5I6pqM/Toh6imflOZI/AAAAAAAAATw/m9OuxUTsAoo/s320/p20110607-162413-1-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658907666658179474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-5438096830899004929?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/5438096830899004929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=5438096830899004929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/5438096830899004929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/5438096830899004929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/10/bodyrock-challenge.html' title='Bodyrock Challenge'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5FYaCtMHaNQ/Toh7xZU_1vI/AAAAAAAAAT4/2Jq2uwzQS4c/s72-c/p20110607-162300-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8102760044061278907</id><published>2011-10-01T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T02:57:02.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww..Silly you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2008/stupid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 425px;" src="http://www.babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2008/stupid.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what hurts the most..the fact that somebody was sneaking around my back or the fact THAT someone lied about it straight to my face..duhh.This is so YESTERDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What i mean is being lied straight to my face when i know every bit of the truth.C'mon u shud plan smtg better than that lie. It was too obvious but then I didn't feel the pain. I dunno why. I shud feel sad and a bit of angry but it seems that im totally immune. I kinda realise that i shouldn't bother much about it as obviously through that lie, it shows that we have different level of maturity. You are so childish.No wonder you still stuck in nowhere while everyone around you already move on with a better life. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Im not stupid..Im just not YOU~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8102760044061278907?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8102760044061278907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8102760044061278907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8102760044061278907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8102760044061278907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/10/awwwsilly-you.html' title='Awww..Silly you'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3300438746560152144</id><published>2011-09-04T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T19:58:07.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priority VS Option</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://maxcdn.googletutor.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/priority.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 380px;" src="http://maxcdn.googletutor.netdna-cdn.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/priority.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you spend too much time on holding on to someone who treats you like an option, you'll miss out chances on finding out the one who will put you as a priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3300438746560152144?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3300438746560152144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3300438746560152144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3300438746560152144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3300438746560152144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/09/priority-vs-option.html' title='Priority VS Option'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-2974321945533012320</id><published>2011-08-12T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T09:21:38.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen to Bob Marley</title><content type='html'>"You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give.&lt;/span&gt; Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there." -Bob Marley&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-2974321945533012320?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2974321945533012320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=2974321945533012320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2974321945533012320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2974321945533012320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/08/listen-to-bob-marley.html' title='Listen to Bob Marley'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-1062796023751078520</id><published>2011-08-08T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T00:27:24.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BERSATU 2008</title><content type='html'>      It was nearly three years ago when he entered my world. There was no magical chemistry shared and no fairy tale first meeting. It was simple and realistic. We were in the same Frisbee team representing our club back then in Auckland. We met few times during the training but there were not much talk as we were from different crowd. Few weeks later, our team went to Wellington for the Bersatu Game 2008.He was cute and friendly in his boyish charm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-ash1/v295/67/100/503530526/n503530526_3601347_4588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-ash1/v295/67/100/503530526/n503530526_3601347_4588.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;BERSATU GAME 2008.He is always the one who got my back. Even in our first pic together, he was there behind my back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks I accepted a friend request from him. By doing so, I had not expected an adventure to develop. A romance. The text and YM started out superficial. Surface level. But as time went on, and with each response the text and YM started to form depth, insight and understanding. Revealing and exposing ourselves. I started to know him. And him knowing me. I could sense something as everyone around us was kept talking about him to me. He started to comment my facebook and did few moves.I slowly started to fall for him. For his dreams, his thoughts, his passions. I kept this to myself, how silly it was to fall for someone that I just met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be nearly a month till I went out with him after few times of him asking me out. He was true to what I had thought him to be. I was nervous to be around him. He gave me butterflies. But I pretended to be cool.We walked down the city, as we questioned on each other likes, loves, dislikes,dreams. Everything. One night while I had my first pizza in Auckland's Pizza Hut,he gave me a look that I would never forget. Nobody ever looked at me that way. With such desire. Such admiration.I wish I could have seen me through his eyes.We had a talk for nearly 3 hours. Till the restaurant closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2163/178/108/826569307/n826569307_1201789_5860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 402px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2163/178/108/826569307/n826569307_1201789_5860.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Albert Park, 2009. During the Lantern Festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned home and later he text me saying,'Never in my life, I had that kind of talk with a girl. Guess I really fall for you.' I was very excited but I still played hard to get. The YM continued. The friendship deepened. My feelings intensified. It was more than a crush. He was a boy I was madly and deeply in like with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later we went on our first date. He took me to a music shop as I wanted to learn on playing the guitar. He bought me my first guitar's pick that I still keep in my drawer. He played and gang my favourite song in that shop.Yes, cliche but I was over the moon. Few days later, we start see ourselves always doing many things together.Talking. Laughing. And of course ready for an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/39868_419363410495_659645495_5327775_5128748_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/39868_419363410495_659645495_5327775_5128748_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times Square, 2010. Had blast during the AND1 tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Auckland, I had found a city I was in love with and a boy that had and still captivate my heart, mind and body. I had not thought it was possible for me to like someone this much. To feel this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows me well.All aspects of me. The good, the bad and the ugly. And he is still sitting there next to me. He is a genuinely good, simple, tender hearted man with flaws and faults I am clearly aware off. And I will still by his side. I want him, with his shortcomings and imperfection. All of him. I had never felt my heart to be so fragile and delicate. There is nothing more in this world that I want than for him to ask me to stay. This is obviously more than a seasonal fling. More than just a summer romance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/281680_10150274643589308_826569307_7384268_5310632_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 640px;" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/281680_10150274643589308_826569307_7384268_5310632_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kuala Lumpur, 2011. In his favourite car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until now, we are happily together. Yes, there were and there will be ups and downs between him and me. We both never promise there will be sunshine everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear You, thank you for making me laugh when I'd almost forgotten how to :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-1062796023751078520?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1062796023751078520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=1062796023751078520' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1062796023751078520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1062796023751078520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/08/bersatu-2008.html' title='BERSATU 2008'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-1169818529998680360</id><published>2011-08-05T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T04:11:09.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sweet Thought :)</title><content type='html'>[3:52:52 PM] faliq idrus: u nk masak aper today??&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:06 PM] mintymints87: suma dh masak&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:08 PM] mintymints87: settle&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:10 PM] mintymints87: hehe&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:15 PM] mintymints87: i tgh basuh baju ja&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:21 PM] mintymints87: mantap x?&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:39 PM] faliq idrus: oh&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:41 PM] faliq idrus: awal nyer masak&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:43 PM] faliq idrus: x sejuk ka&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:48 PM] faliq idrus: kang x best mkn&lt;br /&gt;[3:53:56 PM] faliq idrus: u goreng sayur awal2 ka?&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:02 PM] mintymints87: hehe..yg gulai n kuah&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:08 PM] mintymints87: mak i masak awal2&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:15 PM] mintymints87: yg goreng ptg sket&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:19 PM] faliq idrus: ooo ok&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:22 PM] mintymints87: takot kang xdak gas ka apa ka&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:23 PM] faliq idrus: senang sket kan??&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:24 PM] faliq idrus: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:40 PM] faliq idrus: nnti kalo kita da kawin&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:48 PM] faliq idrus: u jgn susa2 masak k?&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:50 PM] faliq idrus: u rehat jer&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:54 PM] faliq idrus: kita beli jer makan&lt;br /&gt;[3:54:56 PM] faliq idrus: ok??&lt;br /&gt;[3:55:01 PM] mintymints87: awwww&lt;br /&gt;[3:55:06 PM] faliq idrus: u kena workout jer&lt;br /&gt;[3:55:09 PM] faliq idrus: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;[3:55:14 PM] faliq idrus: masak xyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I post dis on blog so that i have a proof one day if the BF suddenly changed his mind after we get married LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-1169818529998680360?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1169818529998680360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=1169818529998680360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1169818529998680360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1169818529998680360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/08/sweet-thought.html' title='A Sweet Thought :)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8407698316969663637</id><published>2011-07-02T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T09:32:03.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me FART??</title><content type='html'>I asked the BF whether he misses some parts of me and he said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:08 PM] faliq idrus: not only that&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:11 PM] faliq idrus: but YOU&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:14 PM] faliq idrus: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:15 PM] faliq idrus: most of all YOU&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:18 PM] faliq idrus: ur smile&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:23 PM] faliq idrus: ur giggle&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:26 PM] faliq idrus: ur voice&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:30 PM] faliq idrus: ur fart&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:35 PM] faliq idrus: hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:37 PM] faliq idrus: tipu je&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:41 PM] faliq idrus: u x pnah fart&lt;br /&gt;[7/2/2011 2:33:42 PM] faliq idrus: hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I did and I do fart.Of cos,Im a human. But,totally not in front of u. Im a lady..act like a lady :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8407698316969663637?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8407698316969663637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8407698316969663637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8407698316969663637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8407698316969663637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/07/me-fart.html' title='Me FART??'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8855228528811495472</id><published>2011-06-18T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T07:05:20.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooorayyyyy!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late update.&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I was busy with working or specifically schooling, it just because i was a bit lazy.hehe. BTW, I'm officially a graduate!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/251632_10150210515044308_826569307_6903649_655622_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 479px; height: 720px;" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/251632_10150210515044308_826569307_6903649_655622_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially, a graduate of B.Ed TESOL from The University of Auckland &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247805_10150200834130496_659645495_7538646_1764246_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 720px;" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247805_10150200834130496_659645495_7538646_1764246_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad came eventhough he was not well and he had to travel by bus since it was a last minute decision. I was so happy to have him around that day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248290_10150200834305496_659645495_7538647_984419_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 720px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/248290_10150200834305496_659645495_7538647_984419_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, people say flowers die. But then, my BF was so smart he bought me a bouquet of soap's flowers. It definitely won't die.haha. The BF was really helpful and cool on that day eventhough it was his first time meeting my parent. Thank you sweetheart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/247910_10150200833945496_659645495_7538645_3302154_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/247910_10150200833945496_659645495_7538645_3302154_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254989_10150200618935496_659645495_7537392_2184937_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 480px;" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/254989_10150200618935496_659645495_7537392_2184937_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247290_10150210154302441_528407440_7353431_7712374_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 720px;" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/247290_10150210154302441_528407440_7353431_7712374_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall,the convocation was more like a reunion as it was not that formal. I had so much fun. But then,I couldnt meet most of my friends as everyone had to entertained their families. Congratulation to all of us. We did it. Thank you for everything along the journey in IPBA and Auckland ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8855228528811495472?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8855228528811495472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8855228528811495472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8855228528811495472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8855228528811495472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/06/hooorayyyyy.html' title='Hooorayyyyy!!'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4214291855253597205</id><published>2011-05-02T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:53:42.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skype Date</title><content type='html'>[12:49:11 AM] mintymints87: im heading 2 bed now..&lt;br /&gt;[12:49:13 AM] mintymints87: huhu&lt;br /&gt;[12:49:17 AM] mintymints87: gudnite sayang&lt;br /&gt;[12:49:21 AM] faliq idrus: hehe&lt;br /&gt;[12:49:25 AM] faliq idrus: im there&lt;br /&gt;[12:49:33 AM] mintymints87: where?&lt;br /&gt;[12:49:35 AM] faliq idrus: in ur heart&lt;br /&gt;[12:49:53 AM] faliq idrus: seee&lt;br /&gt;[12:50:03 AM] faliq idrus: im the sweetest person&lt;br /&gt;[12:50:04 AM] faliq idrus: alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4214291855253597205?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4214291855253597205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4214291855253597205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4214291855253597205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4214291855253597205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/05/skype-date.html' title='Skype Date'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8150383516632993247</id><published>2011-04-29T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T10:13:12.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's begin</title><content type='html'>This song makes me want to grab a guitar and start singing to my special someone. Too bad﻿ I suck at both of those ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7Wx4rLhocw/TbrxFXl_X8I/AAAAAAAAATk/EvkoC9LwzMg/s1600/cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 816px; height: 531px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7Wx4rLhocw/TbrxFXl_X8I/AAAAAAAAATk/EvkoC9LwzMg/s1600/cc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're stuck on me&lt;br /&gt;and my laughing eyes&lt;br /&gt;I can't pretend though&lt;br /&gt;I try to hide, I like you&lt;br /&gt;I like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I felt my heart skip a beat&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here and I can hardly breathe, you got me, yeah&lt;br /&gt;You got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you take my hand is just so sweet&lt;br /&gt;And that crooked smile of yours&lt;br /&gt;it knocks me off my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Find my stoup I need to fill me up&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good it must be love&lt;br /&gt;It's everything that I've been dreaming of.&lt;br /&gt;I give up. I give in. I let go. Let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;Cause no matter what I do,&lt;br /&gt;Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine what it'd be like&lt;br /&gt;Livin each day in this life, without you.&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One look from you I know you understand&lt;br /&gt;This mess we're in&lt;br /&gt;you know is just so out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Find my stoup I need to fill me up&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good it must be love&lt;br /&gt;It's everything that I've been dreaming of.&lt;br /&gt;I give up. I give in. I let go. Let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;Cause no matter what I do,&lt;br /&gt;Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we always feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I know we will&lt;br /&gt;and in my heart I know that&lt;br /&gt;you'll always stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Find my stoup I need to fill me up&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good it must be love&lt;br /&gt;I give up. I give in. I let go. Let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;Cause no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Find my stoup I need to fill me up&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good it musIt's everything that I've been dreaming of.t be love&lt;br /&gt;I give up. I give in. I let go. Let's begin.&lt;br /&gt;Cause no matter what I do,&lt;br /&gt;Oh (oh) my heart is filled with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh (oh)&lt;br /&gt;You got me. You got me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh (oh)&lt;br /&gt;You got me. You got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmania.com/you_got_me_lyrics_colbie_caillat.html&lt;br /&gt;All about Colbie Caillat: http://www.musictory.com/music/Colbie+Caillat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8150383516632993247?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8150383516632993247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8150383516632993247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8150383516632993247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8150383516632993247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/04/lets-begin.html' title='Let&apos;s begin'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7Wx4rLhocw/TbrxFXl_X8I/AAAAAAAAATk/EvkoC9LwzMg/s72-c/cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-14668961633764378</id><published>2011-04-10T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T09:57:17.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't need Bruno Mars</title><content type='html'>Woooot wooot!!! Obviously, I couldn't spend time watching Bruno Mars live at KL and yes, thank you so much for all the tweets on how AWESOME he was at the concert (pls do tell me smtg that I don't know *jealous mode*), I had so MUCH FUN this weekend. Despite all the hassles on booking few stuff and the airport's problem,everything was totally PERFECT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending the weekend celebrating the BF's birthday in KL besides went there for getting some important stuff was definitely walking down the memory lane. I mean even it was only just 3 and a half months, I did miss KL so bad. And missing the BF is another pain in the A$$..oops, I mean pain in the heart ;P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After few weeks of trying my best and using the puppy eyes to persuade the big boss @ my dad, I finally got the permission. So, then on Thursday after school,I straight away went to the airport. However, I didn't expect that there would be a traffic jam after the lunch hour.I mean come on, this is ALOR STAR not KUALA LUMPUR.And yet, there was a traffic. .long sigh~ I arrived at the airport 10 minutes before the departure time and to my surprise there were no more people line up and there were people at all. I thought it was probably because people here prefer to go to KL by bus and of course I was Super STUPID, rite?I should be there 30 minutes before the departure time. All the gates were closed already. I talked to the MAS officer and he said I was really late and all the passengers were already on the plane. Damnnnn..at that time, the only thing a girl like me could do is to use my superpower ... dropping some TEARS!!lol. I nearly cried and I knew that the officer could see the tears in my eyes. Suddenly, he called the pilot and told him to wait. He said emergency case.GOSH, thank u so much. I owe u a lot!!Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from KLIA,I took the KLIA express to KL Sentral and I can say that it's totally awesome. I bumped into my BFF,Alia's boyfriend, Yap. He looked a bit different so I was quite afraid to say hi to him..hehe.but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ-M-gxvx9Y/TaHQi4gshqI/AAAAAAAAATM/nhXhxRAEjWw/s1600/tweetalia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ-M-gxvx9Y/TaHQi4gshqI/AAAAAAAAATM/nhXhxRAEjWw/s400/tweetalia1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593981509874517666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alia's BF said my face was berseri-seri when he met me.Its not berseri2 la..its obviously my peluh. I was sweating like tuuuttt carrying my heavy bags ;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KO56VXEKkkk/TaHRYWo5XaI/AAAAAAAAATU/mNfa1SXts4o/s1600/tweetalia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KO56VXEKkkk/TaHRYWo5XaI/AAAAAAAAATU/mNfa1SXts4o/s400/tweetalia2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593982428495044002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was amazing weekend.I had so much fun with 'YOU - KNOW - WHO'.We had a dinner at Tony Romas since he really loves the ribs and I love what he loves. hehe. I also enjoyed watching Hop and Rio at the cinema. As for the birthday present, I gave him something that will remind him about me every second..a watch. I let him to choose as I prefer to give someone a present he or she loves and really2 will use it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my sayang, happy birthday. I love you more than you know.I enjoyed spending the weekend with you.Who needs Bruno Mars if I already have you?Thanks for the awesome weekend :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-14668961633764378?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/14668961633764378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=14668961633764378' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/14668961633764378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/14668961633764378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-dont-need-bruno-mars.html' title='I don&apos;t need Bruno Mars'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZ-M-gxvx9Y/TaHQi4gshqI/AAAAAAAAATM/nhXhxRAEjWw/s72-c/tweetalia1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-5627809131108945113</id><published>2011-04-03T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T09:05:36.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who do you think you are?</title><content type='html'>Trust me&lt;br /&gt;My head always know better than my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQxAHUzScLhgT7XpdEgXbem5p-ln86ugCwKupU8_ssrQD1SzUUIVA"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 233px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQxAHUzScLhgT7XpdEgXbem5p-ln86ugCwKupU8_ssrQD1SzUUIVA" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't take one more step towards you&lt;br /&gt;Cause all that's waiting is regret&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore?&lt;br /&gt;You lost the love&lt;br /&gt;I loved the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I learned to live, half-alive&lt;br /&gt;And now you want me one more time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' round leaving scars&lt;br /&gt;Collecting your jar of hearts&lt;br /&gt;And tearing love apart&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna catch a cold&lt;br /&gt;From the ice inside your soul&lt;br /&gt;So don't come back for me&lt;br /&gt;Who do you think you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you're asking all around&lt;br /&gt;If I am anywhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;But I have grown too strong&lt;br /&gt;To ever fall back in your arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, it took so long just to feel alright&lt;br /&gt;Remember how to put back the light in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed&lt;br /&gt;Cause you broke all your promises&lt;br /&gt;And now you're back&lt;br /&gt;You don't get to get me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jar of hearts by Christina Perry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-5627809131108945113?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/5627809131108945113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=5627809131108945113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/5627809131108945113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/5627809131108945113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/04/who-do-you-think-you-are.html' title='Who do you think you are?'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3693754368470859686</id><published>2011-03-25T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T03:44:26.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey kiddo</title><content type='html'>Last few week weren't the good weeks for me. It was a bit stressful as sometimes I felt that working life does effect my social life.How I wish I could turn back the clock... Auckland and IPBA had really help me to get the fullest of my life. But then stuck at school with a bunch of people who are mostly more 'mature' than me in the staff room and thousand of immature students who keep on testing my patience everyday, has really help me in rising the level of my burn out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, those past few weeks I couldn't help myself of not crying. Yes, I'm lucky to have my family around me as I stay at home. But to tell you the truth, to a certain extent, I really hope that my friends are here around me. Having people who are in the same level and ways of your thinking is good as it's easy to explain so many things to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, one day, the minute I lost hope on everything around me, something happened in my form four class the minute I had finished my lesson. One of my male students (the hardcore and the noisy one)stand up and said, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Teacher, I wish I could have someone like you. If only my parent was like you. You always listen. No matter on what we said. " And all the students in the class kept on saying, 'Yeah, teacher. Its true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just could smile but deep inside me, I felt a huge impact. &lt;br /&gt;I feel needed. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you kiddo ...You not only made my day ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3693754368470859686?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3693754368470859686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3693754368470859686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3693754368470859686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3693754368470859686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-kiddo.html' title='Hey kiddo'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4175011576080978263</id><published>2011-03-25T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T03:12:57.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Would you do the same?</title><content type='html'>Heyloo beautiful people.It has been nearly a month that I left my blog without any update. The truth is I have plenty of ideas. But then,the ideas always come at night where I already sleepy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTU8Ni_oBaRQQXTavqrkAYwxx4FlfeTLr2WpVXwy6-d1w41F8KKyw"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 225px;" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTU8Ni_oBaRQQXTavqrkAYwxx4FlfeTLr2WpVXwy6-d1w41F8KKyw" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me lame, but recently I fell in love with Bruno Mars's songs especially, 'Grenade'. How I wish I could go to his concert on this April 10.I probably will be in KL during the weekend only till 9..pfft. Working does effect my social life peeps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the song. These few days I keep on listening to 'Grenade' and was thinking that the lyric is super AWESOME! Bruno is such a sweet talker. I wanna know who is his GF. It seems that he might has someone who inspire him to write these romantic songs. OH Goshhhh,please and please don't let it turn up to be a guy. It will effing ruin up my brain to know that all these wonderful songs are dedicated for a guy...I'll definitely will puke in my mouth *buekkk*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4175011576080978263?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4175011576080978263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4175011576080978263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4175011576080978263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4175011576080978263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/03/would-you-do-same.html' title='Would you do the same?'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3009141768083923466</id><published>2011-02-23T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T05:55:09.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Twisted Love</title><content type='html'>He didn't like the way I walked.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't like the way I talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said I was dumb and embarrassed him.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? Why am I grim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more friends. No calls from them.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? Why am I grim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't flirt with that dude.&lt;br /&gt;Am I vulgar and crude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with the way I dress?&lt;br /&gt;My hair, make-up? Do I really look like a mess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I need to change all that wrong with me,&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? What will I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silent treatment -- he's in control.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad. Why don't I feel whole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must've done something wrong to him.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? Why so grim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember happy days...&lt;br /&gt;Only his possessive, jealous ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a push, a little shove...&lt;br /&gt;Is this it? Is this love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was true...&lt;br /&gt;People who love you don't hit you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love shouldn't mean I need to be hit.&lt;br /&gt;Not once or twice, not one little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should change all that wrong, you see,&lt;br /&gt;There'd be nothing left of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm better now. I dumped the jerk.&lt;br /&gt;And starting to regain some of my former perk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can laugh again and enjoy my life.&lt;br /&gt;It's much easier without all that strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he doesn't make you feel good about who you are.&lt;br /&gt;Run. Run. Run so very far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Judy Terando-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3009141768083923466?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3009141768083923466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3009141768083923466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3009141768083923466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3009141768083923466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/02/twisted-love.html' title='A Twisted Love'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-350279845973055509</id><published>2011-02-15T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:06:47.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhedWX748Hw/TVtbJkw3uLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/c2fRAy5-B64/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhedWX748Hw/TVtbJkw3uLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/c2fRAy5-B64/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574149183846725810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-350279845973055509?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/350279845973055509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=350279845973055509' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/350279845973055509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/350279845973055509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/02/school-matters.html' title='School Matters'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhedWX748Hw/TVtbJkw3uLI/AAAAAAAAAS0/c2fRAy5-B64/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-9160436609572528125</id><published>2011-02-12T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:38:51.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Far So ?</title><content type='html'>Good?&lt;br /&gt;Great?&lt;br /&gt;Bad?&lt;br /&gt;Gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n33/n168633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 475px;" src="http://img1.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n33/n168633.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,life so far is so la la~ Neither very good nor very bad. &lt;br /&gt;But, it seems that I gradually learn to be more grateful ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-9160436609572528125?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/9160436609572528125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=9160436609572528125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/9160436609572528125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/9160436609572528125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/02/so-far-so.html' title='So Far So ?'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8957032362778324919</id><published>2011-02-07T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T08:21:30.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>Dear 'What-So-Ever', &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may drink, smoke, drugs and think your "hard". but in 2 years,while I've a job,a car,money and you don't, I'm gonna laugh in your face!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8957032362778324919?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8957032362778324919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8957032362778324919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8957032362778324919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8957032362778324919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/02/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6545355296424617293</id><published>2011-02-02T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T07:20:26.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyberlove</title><content type='html'>Hello beautiful people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Internet love story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyberlove is about couples who met via online chat or social networking like FB, Myspace, Friendster ( Goshh.. Do u still have ur friendster's accout? duhh~)and etc.Personally, its really hard for me to trust any kind of love story involves the Internet especially the one involves with LDR (LDR=Long Distance Relationship).In past few years, I had a perception that Internet romance was a bizarre method.Don't think the only danger to your emotions is the lies your partner may tell. Its a need to consider on safety.However, years came by now I do believe that Cyberlove works BUT only to a certain extent.Once again, COMMUNICATION plays such a large part in Cyberlove.  Words that convey feelings have enormous effect. Well, for a real date, we usually fix our hair and our clothes to meet our partners, But then, on the internet we polish our intellect, imagination and personality. This reveals the true inner beauty of a person if she or he is sincere in that relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://english.cri.cn/mmsource/images/2007/02/05/cybers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 241px;" src="http://english.cri.cn/mmsource/images/2007/02/05/cybers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,cut it short. The reason I do believe in Cyberlove is because my sis engages with this kind of relationship for about 3 years and yet she still happy with her relationship. They met each other on FB where they didn't have anything in common. Both of them are totally different. At the 1st stage of their relationship, I was a bit skeptical because I had a bad view on Cyberlove and I was afraid that it would hurt my sis badly. Today,eventhough she only met her partner for few times (due to the distance), they are still so lovey dovey ;) Now, her partner is quite famous, *coughDJHOTfmcough* but he still treats my sis well. He did mention about my sis when he was on air. And the best thing about my sis is that she always low profile about her BF ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6545355296424617293?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6545355296424617293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6545355296424617293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6545355296424617293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6545355296424617293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/02/cyberlove.html' title='Cyberlove'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4488712383873926696</id><published>2011-01-30T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T07:32:11.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashton's Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cinecultist.com/archives/hot%20bod!!!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 485px;" src="http://www.cinecultist.com/archives/hot%20bod!!!!.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Sending sweet nothings on Twitter and Facebook is also fun. In some ways, its no different than sending flowers to the office - you are declaring your love for everyone to see. Who doesn't like to be publicly adored? &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;- Ashton Kutcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : But then please stop telling people on how sweet your BF/GF is every half an hour. Just text , tweet or write to his/her wall. Not that I'm jealous, its a bit annoying sometimes ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4488712383873926696?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4488712383873926696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4488712383873926696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4488712383873926696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4488712383873926696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/ashtons-advice.html' title='Ashton&apos;s Advice'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3876670923965509249</id><published>2011-01-29T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T08:09:17.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"When a Man Loves a Woman"</title><content type='html'>Like always, in every American Idol season, there would be a bit of typical "Idol" manipulation, a heartstring-tugging ploy used often in the early rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this is probably the most emotional American Idol story of Chris Medina, whose tragic tale about his fiancée's car crash elicited a strong response from the judges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TUQycKgvYhI/AAAAAAAAASg/Opj6xHbHgAY/s1600/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TUQycKgvYhI/AAAAAAAAASg/Opj6xHbHgAY/s400/chris.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567630498776179218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't consider Chris Medina to be an extraordinary singer and compare to most of the idols, he is not in their level ... YET.His voice is not that special compared to most the idols but then like Steven Tyler said to Chris's fiancee, "I swear he sings so good cos he sings to you"..it sounds so good cos he sings for his love one ;) I do believe he'll likely go far on the show because of he is a genuinely nice guy with a big heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost cried when he said, "What kind of a guy would i be if i walked out when she needed me the most". I think it's normal for a woman to treat her man like this but it's really hard to find a man who have the courage to treat his lady like Chris did.Overall, I only wish that he will stay the same eventhough he'll get famous and yes he is. People change to a certain extent ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3876670923965509249?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3876670923965509249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3876670923965509249' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3876670923965509249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3876670923965509249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-man-loves-woman.html' title='&quot;When a Man Loves a Woman&quot;'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TUQycKgvYhI/AAAAAAAAASg/Opj6xHbHgAY/s72-c/chris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-2436382061958769709</id><published>2011-01-28T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T08:54:23.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fully do you commit yourself in a relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you dare to commit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hanksthinktank.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/Commitment.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 554px; height: 468px;" src="http://hanksthinktank.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/Commitment.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, COMMITMENT doesn't scare me, the thought of committing to the wrong person does.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is worse than knowing at the end, he meant everything to you and you meant nothing to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-2436382061958769709?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2436382061958769709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=2436382061958769709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2436382061958769709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2436382061958769709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/commitment.html' title='Commitment'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-9061210703799386393</id><published>2011-01-26T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T08:16:14.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Rule</title><content type='html'>If a guy paused his video game to text you back, marry him ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Same goes if he was watching TV, movie or doing some stuff in his room. A simple text like, 'I'm doing smtg. TTYL', will be great instead of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, if he chooses to ignore you, don't worry. Never stress about what's gone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentlemen never be a cheapskate! Cheap men are like cheap mascara. Both run when women cry. -Rick Warren&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-9061210703799386393?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/9061210703799386393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=9061210703799386393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/9061210703799386393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/9061210703799386393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/simple-rule.html' title='A Simple Rule'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3678693125983511966</id><published>2011-01-25T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T07:59:35.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things on Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10 Things you would never have guessed about ME:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Phg7M6DS_OQ/TRyK7uhDT3I/AAAAAAAABO8/dbuzAc4CWTA/s400/2650706697_6f88cb7aaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Phg7M6DS_OQ/TRyK7uhDT3I/AAAAAAAABO8/dbuzAc4CWTA/s400/2650706697_6f88cb7aaf.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. I tore my ligament twice on the same foot. And both happened in New Zealand (during Frisbee's training in Auckland and during the Bersatu Game in Wellington). In Auckland, the physio asked me not to join the Bersatu Game and I had to follow the therapy for 6 weeks.But then, my stubbornness led me to another incident which involved an ambulance in Wellington.lol.It was very annoying especially when you have to walk with a pair of crutches and everyone was looking at you with their 'sympathy eyes'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love Travel Discovery and Cuisine TV. I wish I could travel around the world and helping people. Hoping that my dad will kind enough to reconsider ASTRO again so that I able to watch Discovery Channel AGAIN!!. He terminated ASTRO since the twin boys have to seat for UPSR this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I can’t drive a car... YET!! Call me lame but I don't give a damnn.If only Malaysia were more like Europe or at least Auckland, public transport and scooter would be my best friends. And yes, of course walking sounds great too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have 2 secret ambitions, a writer and a fashion designer. Gimme 5 years to show you something ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm the most quite person among my siblings. yeah, you probably ROFLYAO rite now. Yes, I admit I talk a lot and really outgoing but then among all the debaters and story tellers in my family, I'm the quite one.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TT7sZOslkyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/n2A2ckiTANM/s1600/jessica%2Balba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TT7sZOslkyI/AAAAAAAAASQ/n2A2ckiTANM/s320/jessica%2Balba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566146107662504738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I love ANYTHING related to workout and my current obsessions these few months are yoga and hundred push ups. I do yoga around half to an hour a day while the hundred push ups usually 3 times a week. For the push ups, I normally will force myself to do hundred push ups in a time. Mind you, I'm not trying to be skinny.In fact, I hate to be skinny.I just want to tone my body.As I don't think I able to have a body like Kim Kardashian, Jessica Alba will be great ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I have a LOT of teddy bears and all of those were given by friends and secret admirers (lol) when I was in high school. I think around 25 to 30 teddy bears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I could never turn vegetarian – why were we made carnivores otherwise?My resolution for past years was to be a vegetarian but then on the very first day of New Year itself, I always ended up eating MEAT..sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Since I was 21, I never ask my parent for money. When I was in Auckland, I relied on the scholarship and my salary working part time in Uni. Then, when I came back to Malaysia, I still got a scholarship and got some saving in my account till now.This is a part of myself that I'm really proud of.I don't ask for money but then if my parent give me some, it will be very rude for me not to take ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/1/19/B-i3.jpg/200px-B-i3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 301px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/1/19/B-i3.jpg/200px-B-i3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10. I want to be the next Asha Gill, she is a Malaysia-based model, television host, deejay, veejay, writer, producer, film director, and women's rights activist. I want to be a Superwoman!!Despite the fact that the time is running out, I definitely love to see myself having good times doing something I really love to do. For that, I have to find a partner who is superSporting and outgoing and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I have successfully found him.&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHA bet you guys know who he is ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3678693125983511966?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3678693125983511966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3678693125983511966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3678693125983511966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3678693125983511966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-on-me.html' title='Things on Me'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Phg7M6DS_OQ/TRyK7uhDT3I/AAAAAAAABO8/dbuzAc4CWTA/s72-c/2650706697_6f88cb7aaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-2656166255269158480</id><published>2011-01-21T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T08:38:26.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>High School of Mine</title><content type='html'>3 Things I'll always remember when I was a student:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My name was the first name on the 'Rekod Kesalahan Pelajar Asrama' when I was in Form 3. I was caught 'fly' not 'high'(lmao) by the warden on the first week of school.It was a usual thing for me when I was in high school. My friends and I was quite popular in hostel for our 'good' attitudes ;)I believe that my future students won't expect that I was a trouble maker years back. A teacher should be a good actress though.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs190.snc1/6370_106695332299_774287299_1973809_4894999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 414px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs190.snc1/6370_106695332299_774287299_1973809_4894999_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic was taken when I was in Form 3 and I loved to wear a bandanna or a cap when I was in the hostel..Poyo rite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love sport and games especially sprint race distance like 100m and 4 by 100m and I entered numbers of those when I was in primary till back in college. When I was in Form 1, I was selected to represent my red house (Semarak Api)to run for a 100m.But, I was too scared as I knew that my competitors would be my friends who have pairs of long legs and of course muscular bodies compared to me which was and still SHORT. Therefore, what I did was hiding myself in my locker in the hostel. I could hear the MC called my name few times during the sport day. As a result, my friend had to replace me as they couldn't find me. This is very exclusive people as I never tell anyone about this till now. I'm so SuperSorry teachers and friends. I was too innocent at that time.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs195.snc1/6573_117356982318_556952318_2148451_1828442_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 402px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs195.snc1/6573_117356982318_556952318_2148451_1828442_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to find me in this pic ..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Due to my level of IQ, I often been transferred to different classes when I was in high school. Not the good ones though. When I was in Form 1, I was in the 2nd class, form 2, 3rd class, form 3, 5th class. But then, when I was in Form 4 and Form 5 since it depends on your subjects for SPM. Mind you, I took 11 papers for SPM. The funniest part of everything was my dad came to my school when I was in form 3 and that was the 1st time he came for the report card day.So, he thought that I was still in the 2nd class just like when I was in form one. He then went to the 2nd class and asking for me. Obviously, he was pissed off when my teacher said,'Najmin? I know her.She is not from this class. You have to walk to the end of the building to her class'. My teacher tried to be polite as possible and trying not to say like, 'Najmin? Definitely not from this class.Too 'clever' to be in this class.She is in the last class, 3D,'. But then, thanks to my teachers and of course my parent for showing the light when I was in Form 5 so that I turn up to be the person I am right &lt;br /&gt;now ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:I still remember what did my science teacher said to me. She said that I won't get A for her subject, science,for PMR as I always skipped her class by 'lepaking' at the toilet.I also loved to eat nasik lemak in my classroom when she was teaching at the front.And yes, Ive got 7As and a B for her subject. I could see her smiled at me when I took my result.Till now, I always remind my students and brothers on the importance of the relationship between a teacher and a student.Do respect your teacher if you want 'Berkat' in your study :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-2656166255269158480?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2656166255269158480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=2656166255269158480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2656166255269158480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2656166255269158480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/high-school-of-mine.html' title='High School of Mine'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-1605502107061558786</id><published>2011-01-19T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T09:20:40.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chris Brown &amp; Rihanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://popularjunk.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/rihanna-chris-brown-mtv-movie-awards-20082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://popularjunk.files.wordpress.com/2010/07/rihanna-chris-brown-mtv-movie-awards-20082.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first and the last (it should be the only) concert I've been to when I was in Auckland was a concert performed by Rihanna and Chris Brown. If I'm not mistaken, it was a week after my first Eid (Aidilfitri) in Auckland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a text from my BF. He told me that Chris Brown was going to Auckland. I was so excited that I still save the text in my hp till now (ok, by now I haven't change my hp for quite numbers of years..dammmn. Will getting a BB soon. Depending on how soon I get the posting.lol)I didn't expect that Rihanna would come along at first. Knowing that, I worked harder and ask my Boss to give me more shift. By that time, I looked like a part time student and a full time worker.I worked for 40 hours for a weeek. Double shifts a day from 8a.m to 4 p.m and from 7p.m to 11 p.m  and taddaaaaaa..I bought the tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TTMRXgH427I/AAAAAAAAARo/GaUxJbTi3SM/s1600/231020081017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TTMRXgH427I/AAAAAAAAARo/GaUxJbTi3SM/s400/231020081017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562809060190378930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.acdn.us/image/A3026/302647/300_302647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://i.acdn.us/image/A3026/302647/300_302647.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tullamarineshopping.com.au/uploadfile/yp/thumb/201003/20100313022346317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://www.tullamarineshopping.com.au/uploadfile/yp/thumb/201003/20100313022346317.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, the funniest part was, I've got a call two days before the concert telling me that i won two free tickets to the concert.lol. I entered a lucky draw in my workplace.I didn't expect that I would get the ticket minus the fact that I kept on asking people whether they wanted their receipt for the 'V' drinks or not so that I could use the receipts and wrote down my name for the lucky draw.FYI,'V' is one of the famous energy drink in NZ but my stomach couldn't handle it well. I prefer the colourful Vitamin drink compared to 'V'. When I was in Auckland, I didn't spend much money on drinks as I always got free drinks. Thanks to Munchy Mart ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the concert. The concert was really amazing and memorable. I don't think you are able to see both of them together anywhere in these few years as they are not in a good term rite now.It would be much fun if only I could memorize every single word for every song ;( Here some random pics during the concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs185.snc1/6169_126935715495_659645495_2933534_366040_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 603px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs185.snc1/6169_126935715495_659645495_2933534_366040_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs185.snc1/6169_126935735495_659645495_2933535_6316803_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 473px; height: 603px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs185.snc1/6169_126935735495_659645495_2933535_6316803_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TTMX6uCQupI/AAAAAAAAASA/m6qLhNKzE1w/s1600/281020081035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TTMX6uCQupI/AAAAAAAAASA/m6qLhNKzE1w/s400/281020081035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562816262290061970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TTMXR4d9CXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/MM--0s41RFQ/s1600/281020081042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TTMXR4d9CXI/AAAAAAAAAR4/MM--0s41RFQ/s400/281020081042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562815560715929970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TTMWMINetNI/AAAAAAAAARw/QAaTFdCMRf8/s1600/281020081041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TTMWMINetNI/AAAAAAAAARw/QAaTFdCMRf8/s400/281020081041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562814362350957778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-1605502107061558786?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1605502107061558786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=1605502107061558786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1605502107061558786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1605502107061558786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/chris-brown-rihanna.html' title='Chris Brown &amp; Rihanna'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TTMRXgH427I/AAAAAAAAARo/GaUxJbTi3SM/s72-c/231020081017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7457064441009542827</id><published>2011-01-16T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T07:04:33.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Love and Good Bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qIId-fvnpQ/SIkuizZDiRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/b9FGIOGVyTM/s400/48121-easily-demonstrated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qIId-fvnpQ/SIkuizZDiRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/b9FGIOGVyTM/s400/48121-easily-demonstrated.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: Your new girl friend is pretty. (I bet she stole your heart)&lt;br /&gt;BOY: Yeah, she is. (But you're still the most beautiful girl I know)&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I hear she's funny and amazing. (All the stuff I wasn't...)&lt;br /&gt;BOY: She sure is. (But she's nothing compared to you)&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: I bet you know everything about her by now. (Just like you used to know eerything about me)&lt;br /&gt;BOY: Only the stuff that count. (I can't remember what she says when I think of you)&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: Well... I hope you guys last. (Cause we never did)&lt;br /&gt;BOY: I hope we do too. (Whatever happened to me and you?)&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: Well I have to go. (Before I start to cry)&lt;br /&gt;BOY: Yeah me too. (I hope you don't cry)&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: Bye. (I still love you)&lt;br /&gt;BOY: Later. (I never stopped)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7457064441009542827?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7457064441009542827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7457064441009542827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7457064441009542827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7457064441009542827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/of-love-and-good-bye.html' title='Of Love and Good Bye'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3qIId-fvnpQ/SIkuizZDiRI/AAAAAAAAANQ/b9FGIOGVyTM/s72-c/48121-easily-demonstrated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6530644351471940793</id><published>2011-01-13T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T03:07:41.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Posting and Chilling</title><content type='html'>49 days has passed.And yet, im still at home.Doing nothing.I'm tired when people keep asking me when, where or anything related to the posting because me, myself have no idea about the posting too. Few weeks ago, i would feel like an idiot or a loser when people asked me about posting. The truth is all 129 students in my cohort also don't have any news about our posting. Today,my feeling towards posting is indifferent.I'm tired of waiting and to be honest I have less motivation to teach. I prefer to be at home. Chilling and doing the house chores :P Now, I'm quite occupied with my daily routine. And my dad keep on calling me as his new bibik ;( Mind you,  I prefer to be called maid instead of bibik. Make it more interesting, how about '&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;french maid&lt;/span&gt;'? roflmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fashionrevue.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/41r68rv2v2l_ss500_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://fashionrevue.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/41r68rv2v2l_ss500_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 am  - wake up&lt;br /&gt;10 am - play wif the babies and chiko and feed them &lt;br /&gt;11 am - fold all the clothes,wash all the dishes, prepare lunch, sweep and mopping the floor.&lt;br /&gt;2 pm - feed babies and chiko&lt;br /&gt;3 pm - wash clothes &lt;br /&gt;5.30 pm - yoga and push ups time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 pm - feed babies and chiko&lt;br /&gt;8 pm - watching tv and my internet time&lt;br /&gt;10 pm - feed babies and chiko again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And usually my sleeping time is around 2 a.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,u can say that this routine is quite bored and i felt the same too. But, its ok.im used to it rite now. Being at home sometimes can be quite interesting especially when u don't have to spend much of your own money.lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6530644351471940793?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6530644351471940793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6530644351471940793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6530644351471940793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6530644351471940793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/of-posting-and-chilling.html' title='Of Posting and Chilling'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7244479805980875558</id><published>2011-01-11T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T07:35:50.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are too Sweet too handle</title><content type='html'>Okay, on the previous entry I wrote about PMS. A syndrome which quite hard for me to handle. I wrote about PMS since I was going through it tonight. A bit depressing. But, you know what? I think I found my solution already. A thoughtful and a sweet text for my loved one simply able to help me ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will always remember this -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi I nk ckp I luv u,hopefully dis msg arrive at 11.11pm on 11.01.11 hehe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSx3p_FiXXI/AAAAAAAAARY/PpQIp37SUcw/s1600/290520102023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSx3p_FiXXI/AAAAAAAAARY/PpQIp37SUcw/s200/290520102023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560951203088719218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u sweetheart..&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there will be a few problems along the way especially during the time of the month, but I do LOVE u too!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7244479805980875558?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7244479805980875558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7244479805980875558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7244479805980875558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7244479805980875558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-are-too-sweet-too-handle.html' title='You are too Sweet too handle'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSx3p_FiXXI/AAAAAAAAARY/PpQIp37SUcw/s72-c/290520102023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-517200789976366606</id><published>2011-01-11T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T06:55:15.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.mylot.com/userImages/images/postphotos/1918688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 322px;" src="http://images.mylot.com/userImages/images/postphotos/1918688.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever, I've got PMS, I'll normally stress out.I hate the feeling.I wish I could do something about this instead of trying too hard to be positive. But, I read that most of women suffer of this stupid + annoying syndrome.For people around me, I'm so sorry that sometimes I'll be a bit harsh and hard to understand when I've got my PMS.Trust me,I'm so sorry. I'm trying my best not get affected by the syndrome :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMS - Possibility Min Stress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-517200789976366606?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/517200789976366606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=517200789976366606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/517200789976366606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/517200789976366606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/little-black-dot.html' title='PMS'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-1447355175738859341</id><published>2011-01-09T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T10:36:50.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It won't only be a dream ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSn_3rJumqI/AAAAAAAAARI/SzJiC6yue7A/s1600/dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSn_3rJumqI/AAAAAAAAARI/SzJiC6yue7A/s400/dream.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560256546907003554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinkin about you, thinkin about me.&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin about us, what we gonna be?&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes, yeah, it was only just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;So I drive on back, down that road.&lt;br /&gt;When you comin back? No one knows.&lt;br /&gt;I realize, yeah, it was only just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at the top and now was like I'm at the basement.&lt;br /&gt;Number one spot and now you found her a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;I swear now I can't take it, knowing somebody's got my baby.&lt;br /&gt;And now you ain't around, baby I can't think.&lt;br /&gt;Shoulda put it down. Shoulda got that ring.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I can still feel it in the air.&lt;br /&gt;See your pretty face run my fingers through your hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lover, my life. My baby, my wife.&lt;br /&gt;You left me, I'm tied.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I knew that it just ain't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I be ridin man I swear I see your face at every turn.&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to get my usher over, I can't let it burn.&lt;br /&gt;And I just hope you notice you the only one I yearn for.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss you when will I learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't give you all my love, I guess now I got my payback.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in the club thinkin all about my baby.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, you was so easy to love. But wait, I guess that love wasn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin through it every time that I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm missin, wishin you'd pick up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;But she made a decision that you wanted to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I was wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-1447355175738859341?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1447355175738859341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=1447355175738859341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1447355175738859341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1447355175738859341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-wont-only-be-dream.html' title='It won&apos;t only be a dream ;)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSn_3rJumqI/AAAAAAAAARI/SzJiC6yue7A/s72-c/dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6832536661479225351</id><published>2011-01-09T01:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T02:05:59.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Along The Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSmIaxmJFgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Q63SCROi1ig/s1600/kecik%2Bkuning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSmIaxmJFgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Q63SCROi1ig/s400/kecik%2Bkuning.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560125208536880642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011&lt;br /&gt;It has been 17 years.And yet I'm still counting. I'm still thinking and of course I'm still trying to let it go. People say time heals everything. Still time has not prove me anything so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who to blame. It was so long ago, but I know somewhere along the line, it happened because of me. You were really in love and married a very kind and lovely man, But then,I came to your life and suddenly all things got matters.Money,relationship, style ... which you've got to change because of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people said, it's too painful to loss their moms because of death when they were still young. But,at least, they know and everyone around them knows that their moms loved them. In my case, you left me. You chose to leave. I don't know what hurts the most. The thought that I don't have the chance to know you or the thought of knowing you chose better not to know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I saw some Year 1 students went to school for the first time. It always reminds me of you. To tell you the truth, it hurts me badly whenever the memory comes across my mind. I wish you were there on my first day of school like other parents will do. At least, to send me to school.I had to admit that I was the one who woke myself up, ironed my uniform (got my first scar on my arm)and packed my stuff into my school bag.Thanks God, u left my school file on the table so that I could register my own self on my first day at school. Since the Year 1 students had their schooling on the evening session, I had to decide whether I wanted to go to school or to take care of my little sister at home since I always had to take her from the nanny's home at 12 p.m. It was a hard decision to make by a 7 year old girl. Contemplating of going to school but still worried about my sister. But then, I went to school since I couldn't resist the temptation of looking at my friends walked to school with their uniforms hand by hand with their mums and dads. I asked my sister to stay at home and helped her to sleep before I off to school. She was 4 years old back then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to school by myself and registered my own self. When the teacher asked me, 'where is your mum?', I just could give her my forceful smile. During the day, I just felt like going home. Not because I hate to be at school, but I'm worried about my sister. When the teacher said that I could go home, I walked quickly and found out that my sister was waiting for me at the gate school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSmHFIcW5NI/AAAAAAAAAQo/gvyLjXDjE08/s1600/wadakecik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSmHFIcW5NI/AAAAAAAAAQo/gvyLjXDjE08/s200/wadakecik.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560123737201108178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear sister, &lt;br /&gt;At that moment, you gave me a hope. You gave me a 'spiritual security'..knowing that someone still watching out for me. You probably don't have any idea about this as you were still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Mum, &lt;br /&gt;Most people around me keep on saying I should call you. They said we should keep in touch. The elders said its wrong for me to ignore you.I just can smile and say I will.Nobody knows about this as I keep it. They can say anything but they won't feel the pain that haunting me till now. I just want you to know. I don't blame you.There was no one to blame. Make it simple... it was wrong time and wrong place for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear 'future me', &lt;br /&gt;Today,I promise myself that one day when I get married ,I'll try my very best not to be the best mum in the world but a mother for my children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6832536661479225351?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6832536661479225351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6832536661479225351' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6832536661479225351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6832536661479225351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/along-line.html' title='Along The Line'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TSmIaxmJFgI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Q63SCROi1ig/s72-c/kecik%2Bkuning.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8617871797072858969</id><published>2011-01-06T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T08:34:46.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because</title><content type='html'>Just because you treat me this way&lt;br /&gt;doesn't meant I have to give all up&lt;br /&gt;it hurts&lt;br /&gt;but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;Glad to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm just another option for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8617871797072858969?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8617871797072858969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8617871797072858969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8617871797072858969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8617871797072858969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-because.html' title='Just Because'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7961473319160459557</id><published>2010-12-30T00:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T00:55:32.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Friendly House Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.virtualfunzone.com/slike/misc/Cat_Friendly_House_Design/Cat_Friendly_House_Design4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 560px; height: 865px;" src="http://www.virtualfunzone.com/slike/misc/Cat_Friendly_House_Design/Cat_Friendly_House_Design4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.virtualfunzone.com/slike/misc/Cat_Friendly_House_Design/Cat_Friendly_House_Design2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 560px; height: 809px;" src="http://www.virtualfunzone.com/slike/misc/Cat_Friendly_House_Design/Cat_Friendly_House_Design2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7961473319160459557?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7961473319160459557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7961473319160459557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7961473319160459557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7961473319160459557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/cat-friendly-house-designs.html' title='Cat Friendly House Designs'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6075153943268068004</id><published>2010-12-18T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T00:23:55.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TQ3A0tqZGMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MeG6GuSeWLo/s1600/rihanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TQ3A0tqZGMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MeG6GuSeWLo/s320/rihanna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552305927460821186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'm not Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;I HATE the way you lie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6075153943268068004?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6075153943268068004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6075153943268068004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6075153943268068004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6075153943268068004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TQ3A0tqZGMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/MeG6GuSeWLo/s72-c/rihanna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-2716148790290770635</id><published>2010-12-17T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T05:33:52.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>At The End</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Those ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;chances we didn't take &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relationships we were afraid to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decisions we waited too long to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are always be our biggest regrets ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-2716148790290770635?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2716148790290770635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=2716148790290770635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2716148790290770635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2716148790290770635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/at-end.html' title='At The End'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-539511519357314507</id><published>2010-12-15T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T23:05:52.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>News Straits Times :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TQm45zgRxHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Y7aAaC9-XFU/s1600/nst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TQm45zgRxHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Y7aAaC9-XFU/s400/nst.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551171318928491634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the update on the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally happy :)&lt;br /&gt;Not really mind about the voucher..hehe&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of thanks for the BF for his patience in capturing most of my pictures and of course for this lucky picture too!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-539511519357314507?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/539511519357314507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=539511519357314507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/539511519357314507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/539511519357314507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/news-straits-times.html' title='News Straits Times :)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TQm45zgRxHI/AAAAAAAAAPc/Y7aAaC9-XFU/s72-c/nst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3665158222021336075</id><published>2010-12-14T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T07:32:48.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOME :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TQeLQF_U6MI/AAAAAAAAAPM/MuN8m9iujvo/s1600/nst5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TQeLQF_U6MI/AAAAAAAAAPM/MuN8m9iujvo/s400/nst5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550558174359382210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it peeps..Gonna tell u guys soon about this :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3665158222021336075?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3665158222021336075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3665158222021336075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3665158222021336075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3665158222021336075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/awesome.html' title='AWESOME :)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TQeLQF_U6MI/AAAAAAAAAPM/MuN8m9iujvo/s72-c/nst5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-784229916045154060</id><published>2010-12-13T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T09:11:56.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://davidwallphoto.com/images/%7B17C8B7F1-7C81-43AE-B429-25E8AE3CB699%7D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://davidwallphoto.com/images/%7B17C8B7F1-7C81-43AE-B429-25E8AE3CB699%7D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know why I’m still so stuck &lt;br /&gt;in summer, autumn, winter and spring&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm so surprised&lt;br /&gt;So much wasted time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help replaying all those memories&lt;br /&gt;The time was brief &lt;br /&gt;but perhaps it was better that way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get over it &lt;br /&gt;Move on with life&lt;br /&gt;But first please&lt;br /&gt;Stop weighing me down&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;keeping my feet from leaving the ground&lt;br /&gt;Do let me fly and go around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minty &lt;br /&gt;2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-784229916045154060?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/784229916045154060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=784229916045154060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/784229916045154060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/784229916045154060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/stuck.html' title='Stuck'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7364790426898494291</id><published>2010-12-11T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T10:40:03.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl, A Guitar and A Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gearpipe.org/i/GirlPlayingGuitarOutside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 306px;" src="http://www.gearpipe.org/i/GirlPlayingGuitarOutside.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Auckland (yeaahhh..just another story of my 'abroad moment'),I did heaps of part time jobs and my first one was working as a waiter in Nandos. I'm not sure how long I worked there but it wasn't more than a month. It was quite hard and tiring besides having a fussy manager. But then, it offered a lot of money and I got free meal before I went back home. And when the first time I got my salary, I was super HAPPY:P as the manager gave directly the cash to my hands. Few days after I got the money, I went to K-Road with my friends and I decided to buy a guitar. Long way before I went to Auckland, I had this kind of feeling ... I wanted to learn at least one music instrument before I die. Therefore, I bought the guitar at one of the shops in K-Road. Besides, most of my housemates play guitar very well and of course they did help me a lot with the guitar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another interesting story behind ' me and the guitar' was on how the guitar helped me closer to the person I'm deeply in love right now ;) Before we started our 'lovey-dovey' relationship, we used to chat a lot (not much now... huhu). Then, one of the topics was about learning how to play a guitar as he loves to play guitar and he plays very well. So, he used to send me few chords till it came to our first date when he asked me out to show me the music shop near his house since I did tell him that I needed to buy my first guitar pick.So, after we had sushi at the Atrium, we went to the music shop. And FYI, one of the reasons he was the one who caught my heart and of course "still is', was because there was a moment he played a guitar and sang a song to me in that shop... CLICHE`!! I know but who care, rite? How many guys sincerely and bravely can do that for you in front of other people? and I still remember the song, 'Mimpi Yang Sempurna' by Peterpan. After that, he chose a guitar pick for me ..my first guitar pick. I still keep it till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4224082/guitar,hey,there,delilah,love,couple,legs,j-b944ef65457c1fe4d573d525c86746e7_h_thumb.jpg?1286317947"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 200px;" src="http://s3prod.weheartit.netdna-cdn.com/images/4224082/guitar,hey,there,delilah,love,couple,legs,j-b944ef65457c1fe4d573d525c86746e7_h_thumb.jpg?1286317947" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then,when I was in Auckland, I didn't have a lot of time to play the guitar though..studying, working, travelling, dating..hehe..and more excuses. Still, Faliq helped me a lot. He showed me the chords and how to do plucking. But mind you.. He was very firm and strict when he taught me.huhu. When he went back to Malaysia (few months earlier than me), I learned hard to play the guitar as I wanted to show him that I could play better. .So, the guitar always seated near my bed. After working and went to Uni, I spent my much time in my room playing with the guitar. Actually, it was quite a depressing moment for me as I couldn't handle LDR (Long Distance Relationship)very well. We did so many things together and it was painful to see yourself alone to move on..But definitely not NOW. I'm happy even we are hundred kilometers away since we TRUST each other a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually I lost her few days ago. Somebody stole my guitar. I left her in my room as I had to go back to my hometown. I did lock my room and my locker. I asked Faliq to take her from my room and the minute he text me, "call I jap", I knew that something bad might happen to my guitar and yes, somebody took it away. It was really painful and I couldn't stop crying for a moment. Thanks Faliq for trying hard to comfort me by kept on saying,'You still have Faliq'.And yes, I do have you and Im so grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the guitar, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me... you always means something for me eventhough there was a moment I didn't touch you for a quite numbers of days. There was a time I just left you at the corner of my room and there was a period I left you in my locker. Still, you mean a lot. You always there when I was alone and was there when I was truly deeply happy. Thank you for the great memories of me and you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7364790426898494291?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7364790426898494291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7364790426898494291' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7364790426898494291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7364790426898494291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/girl-guitar-and-memory.html' title='A Girl, A Guitar and A Memory'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4567422977624732764</id><published>2010-12-09T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T09:08:31.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Him and Her</title><content type='html'>IMHO,  among couples, I do believe that every GF really wants to have the courage to say to her BF that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you break my heart, the pain never really goes away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I miss you, I'm hurting inside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When I says it's over, I still wants you to be mine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, its not always about Men and their EGOs.. We have ours too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/kmh/lowres/kmhn186l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/kmh/lowres/kmhn186l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4567422977624732764?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4567422977624732764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4567422977624732764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4567422977624732764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4567422977624732764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/him-and-her.html' title='Him and Her'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-288715598534151461</id><published>2010-12-09T08:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T08:08:47.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Had No Other Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i55.tinypic.com/n6xh8o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 499px; height: 395px;" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/n6xh8o.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-288715598534151461?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/288715598534151461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=288715598534151461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/288715598534151461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/288715598534151461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/if-i-had-no-other-way.html' title='If I Had No Other Way'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i55.tinypic.com/n6xh8o_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4776937865930253106</id><published>2010-12-06T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T00:44:13.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kittens update!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, as u know,my Chiko has gave birth to 6 loveliest babies ( me and faliq call the kittens, babies). 4 of them are red/ginger and another 2 are calicos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The updates : According to my Mr. Strong :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Today, the babies will be 10 days old&lt;br /&gt;2. One of the calicos has blue eyes ..wow!!&lt;br /&gt;3. One of the red/ginger is very hyperactive. He/she tends to walk out from the cage. This reminds me of Chiko when she was 3 months..She really loved to jump!!&lt;br /&gt;4. Chici (Faliq's kitten a.k.a Chiko's partner in crime a.k.a the father of the babies) starts to mingle around the babies now. He sometimes goes to the babies and takes a look on them. Before this, he seemed not interested and left Chiko to do all the parent jobs..LOL&lt;br /&gt;5. Chiko enjoys wetfood now.&lt;br /&gt;6. Chiko prefers to breastfeed the babies in Ibu's room..adoiiiii!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I miss Chiko, Chici and the babies ( I haven't get any chance to see them yet) soooo MUCH!! But then, knowing that all of them are in the good hands, I feel grateful and happy. Thank you Faliq for your space, time and kind. I owe you so much.Thank you for being my SuperAWESOME BF ;) and I'm officially missing him too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: will ask Faliq to upload the babies' pics soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4776937865930253106?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4776937865930253106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4776937865930253106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4776937865930253106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4776937865930253106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/kittens-update.html' title='Kittens update!!!!'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6944508299593761644</id><published>2010-12-06T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T06:00:27.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/chrischee18/SPLI2I8coUI/AAAAAAAAFXg/xqlmTU20VGE/s800/boh-green-tea-bags.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/chrischee18/SPLI2I8coUI/AAAAAAAAFXg/xqlmTU20VGE/s800/boh-green-tea-bags.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pros&lt;br /&gt;1. Clear acne&lt;br /&gt;2. Weight loss&lt;br /&gt;3. Feel fresh&lt;br /&gt;4. Clear kin&lt;br /&gt;5. Inexpensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cons&lt;br /&gt;1. The taste :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is u dont hve to throw the tea bag instead u can use the green tea to make ur facial mask and facial scrub :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6944508299593761644?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6944508299593761644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6944508299593761644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6944508299593761644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6944508299593761644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/current-obsession.html' title='Current Obsession'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/chrischee18/SPLI2I8coUI/AAAAAAAAFXg/xqlmTU20VGE/s72-c/boh-green-tea-bags.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6407483297919784450</id><published>2010-12-05T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T09:34:32.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achievement for Today</title><content type='html'>1. Did yoga for an hour - sitting series. &lt;br /&gt;   Need to improve on crane pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did push up 5 reps - 20 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did squat 5 reps - 40 times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6407483297919784450?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6407483297919784450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6407483297919784450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6407483297919784450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6407483297919784450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/achievement-for-today.html' title='Achievement for Today'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3559589295838700300</id><published>2010-12-05T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T05:13:10.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bali Love Myth</title><content type='html'>Even since I was in high school, I always wanted to go to Bali.But, till now I haven't have any chance to be there. I always view Bali as a place where you can explore and experience various of wonderful scenery besides get to know the unique culture of Bali. Last year, I did come out with a plan to Bali but then 'The Big Boss" a.k.a my dad didn't allow me to as he was afraid of the earthquake. FYI,Bali is in my list of places I have to go and probably will be the place I spend my honeymoon. Mind you,I won't off to Bali with my BF as I'm quite conservative in terms of superstitious. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Have you heard about the Bali myth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are stories of how couple dated for 10 years, some survived years of long distance relationship, some were engaged, but all broke up eventually after their last holiday together to Bali, mostly within half a year (6 months). Happened to couples who are not yet married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently there’s an old folks tale about a princess who was abandoned by her prince on the island, and she was so distraught she put a curse on unmarried couples who visits the island. (Probably the jerk took off after ‘doing’ her, and she’s cursing all couples who have pre-marital sex on the island!!!) That make sense right?  Sighhh. But still,if it weren't true,it does help to decrease pre-marital sex (maksiat) to happen in Bali among those who believe the myth :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tamarabrooks.typepad.com/tamarabrookscom/images/2008/08/09/ubud_hanging_gardens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 527px; height: 250px;" src="http://tamarabrooks.typepad.com/tamarabrookscom/images/2008/08/09/ubud_hanging_gardens.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3559589295838700300?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3559589295838700300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3559589295838700300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3559589295838700300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3559589295838700300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/bali-love-myth.html' title='Bali Love Myth'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8777257708532343450</id><published>2010-12-04T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T10:55:45.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thing I Miss the Most About Auckland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Independence!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being able to walk alone anywhere, anytime around the city especially Queen St, Hight St and even K-Road (but walking in K-Road alone at nite is not that safe though..Aucklanders should know this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v348/178/108/826569307/n826569307_796121_8715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 403px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v348/178/108/826569307/n826569307_796121_8715.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss to lay down on the grass and have the smell fresh of grass after few hours working. I did lay down on the grass few minutes before I went home after working in Munchy :)U should try this... Its like a free spa .lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPpxIdI1XjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/m-k1s17GyBQ/s1600/Picture%2B184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPpxIdI1XjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/m-k1s17GyBQ/s320/Picture%2B184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546870281134759474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being able to go around Auckland alone by bus. I loved to go to Newmarket and Onehunga (Dressmart of course ..duuhhh). Sometimes to shop some new dresses or just random activity after I had my class or after work. By this time,u should know that I only had few classes a week.On my final semester, I only had two days of classes a week.Jealous much??hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPpwJpQ9BmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/on8owmmdSZU/s1600/Picture%2B010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPpwJpQ9BmI/AAAAAAAAAN8/on8owmmdSZU/s320/Picture%2B010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546869202058282594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-Zac Efron at the bus stop..NICE!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss being able to walk and do my grocery shopping at Foodtown, Taiping and Warehouse.I just could go there at night alone when suddenly I felt like eating Oreo ice cream or chocolates (they always got sale on Cadbury Chocolate Bars). When Faliq was around , I went to Foodtown and Taiping more often. I enjoyed spending my time browsing the net, found new recipes and cooked dinner for him and me. For that, he would spend more time at my place (see?its easy to keep a man around..just fill up his tummy :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPpzI_3ZzPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PnNx_Xiu3JA/s1600/04092008921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPpzI_3ZzPI/AAAAAAAAAOM/PnNx_Xiu3JA/s320/04092008921.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546872489480146162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  - Faliq cooked for me too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I miss walking.Just walking and walking and walking around the city. I miss walking to my Uni where I had to go through numerous wonderful buildings and numbers of friendly people. I miss being able hoping in and out the free bus around the city and the link bus (the green bus). I didn't have to rely on any mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPpt2v-6WOI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AbNq4qcfQo4/s1600/08052008665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPpt2v-6WOI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AbNq4qcfQo4/s320/08052008665.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546866678420887778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, Here in My Home ... I mean Malaysia, driving license is everything and a car too. Its hard to get into public transport except if u live near the LRT station. But then u still have to walk under this kind of humid weather. And even if u have the driving license and u are able to drive, still there are few series of unfortunate events - parking tickets, paid fines, searching for a car park, traffic jams ...arrrghhhh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agree?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8777257708532343450?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8777257708532343450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8777257708532343450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8777257708532343450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8777257708532343450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/thing-i-miss-most-about-auckland.html' title='Thing I Miss the Most About Auckland'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPpxIdI1XjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/m-k1s17GyBQ/s72-c/Picture%2B184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-2240452395732529371</id><published>2010-12-02T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T08:27:37.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPfI4T5DtAI/AAAAAAAAANs/NYRfAGzmejw/s1600/official.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPfI4T5DtAI/AAAAAAAAANs/NYRfAGzmejw/s320/official.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546122335867876354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I may not get to see you as often as I like. I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night. But deep in my heart I truly know, you're the one I love, and I can't let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-2240452395732529371?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2240452395732529371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=2240452395732529371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2240452395732529371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2240452395732529371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-night.html' title='Good Night'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPfI4T5DtAI/AAAAAAAAANs/NYRfAGzmejw/s72-c/official.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-739078600862384243</id><published>2010-12-01T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T09:01:52.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Takes Two to Tango</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.brisbanetimes.com.au/ffximage/2008/11/07/Argentina_Tango_wideweb__470x310,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px; height: 310px;" src="http://www.brisbanetimes.com.au/ffximage/2008/11/07/Argentina_Tango_wideweb__470x310,0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can sail on a ship by yourself&lt;br /&gt;Take a nap or a nip by yourself&lt;br /&gt;You can get into debt on your own&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of thing you can do on your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can laugh like a loon by yourself&lt;br /&gt;Spend the lot, go to pot on your own&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of thing you can do alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it takes two to tango, two to tango&lt;br /&gt;Two to really get the feeling of romance&lt;br /&gt;Let's do the tango, do the tango&lt;br /&gt;Do the dance of love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-739078600862384243?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/739078600862384243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=739078600862384243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/739078600862384243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/739078600862384243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/12/takes-two-to-tango.html' title='Takes Two to Tango'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7691196512081859735</id><published>2010-11-30T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T08:44:59.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the way you are</title><content type='html'>Depression, low self esteem, insecurities and fear are just some of the things that keep women from discovering just how amazing they truly are :)&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7691196512081859735?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7691196512081859735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7691196512081859735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7691196512081859735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7691196512081859735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just the way you are'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3099791805544817367</id><published>2010-11-30T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:40:55.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a DREAM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.crunchgear.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/polaroid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 543px;" src="http://www.crunchgear.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/polaroid.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Im going to be a career woman (woman?girl?), saving rm100 a month for a year should be enough for me to buy this childhood's dream of mine, right? I really want a polaroid for a long time. But then, saving rm 200 can get me an ipad, my adult's dream.hehe.Ipad or polaroid??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3099791805544817367?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3099791805544817367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3099791805544817367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3099791805544817367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3099791805544817367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-dream.html' title='I have a DREAM'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7307733255853851553</id><published>2010-11-29T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T09:40:39.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><content type='html'>When I was in secondary school, I remember my teacher saying something like&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; “The friends you make during the last 5-6 years of your life as students are likely to be the ones who’d stay in touch with you throughout your whole life our of pure friendship. They’re likely to be the ones you’d remember the most anyway, so cherish them always.”&lt;/span&gt; I seriously hope this is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- taken from Intan's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Its definitely true,Intan :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7307733255853851553?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7307733255853851553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7307733255853851553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7307733255853851553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7307733255853851553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/11/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7390350589375132826</id><published>2010-11-28T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T18:45:25.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Supermom :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPMQkdyO_kI/AAAAAAAAANk/n4XeYKHF51A/s1600/chiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPMQkdyO_kI/AAAAAAAAANk/n4XeYKHF51A/s200/chiko.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544793784879873602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdullilah, on November 27th at 12.05 a.m, Chiko safely gave birth to 6 gorgeous and cutest kittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Red in cats is a sex-linked color, carried on the X gene. Therefore, a male cat whose X carries red will be a red tabby. A female cat who carries one red and one non-red X will be a patched tabby, a tortoiseshell, or a calico (if she also has the dominant gene for white markings). A female cat who is homozygous for red (has it on both X genes) will be a red tabby. This is why you see more male red tabbies than females. This is also why male calicos are so rare: you have to have two X genes to be a calico."&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:Tabby is a color pattern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I did a research for few hours and found dat red or ginger female (chiko) cat is very rare. Only this type can give birth to calico kitten which is also a bit rare (black, white and red in color like 2 of chiko's babies).Approximately one calico in every 3,000 is male.So, it is superduper rare :) i dunno yet whether chiko's calicos are males or females.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder chiko's mom only gave birth to all ginger kittens last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy.. I sound like a geek rite now!! but do google it though. Quite interesting with all the chromosomes thingy..LMAO. As u r so free, google this:&lt;br /&gt;- calico&lt;br /&gt;- female red/ginger cat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : My answer for Faten's question when she asked me why some of Chiko's babies are black not grey like Chici (Chiko's partner in crime :P).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7390350589375132826?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7390350589375132826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7390350589375132826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7390350589375132826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7390350589375132826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/11/supermom.html' title='The Supermom :)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPMQkdyO_kI/AAAAAAAAANk/n4XeYKHF51A/s72-c/chiko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7267917055630883329</id><published>2010-11-28T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T08:37:21.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rambling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPKEsLXPm6I/AAAAAAAAANc/y2FRqLVuYTU/s1600/socialnetworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPKEsLXPm6I/AAAAAAAAANc/y2FRqLVuYTU/s200/socialnetworks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544639985745894306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;thnx addin me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,u probably across this line in any social networks like FB, Myspace, Friendster and etc. FYI, I do have a problem with this line. u know why? 1st, I hate it when a person adds me on the social network and writes 'thanx for the add' as if I were the one who add him or her.. This can lead to a serious confusion. Please and please just say something else likes 'thanks for the approval' or maybe just drop a simple and sweet word, 'Hi'. Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sighhh..I know this post is a bit harsh. The person probably wanna say thanks for adding me to your friend's list :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7267917055630883329?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7267917055630883329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7267917055630883329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7267917055630883329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7267917055630883329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/11/rambling.html' title='Rambling'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TPKEsLXPm6I/AAAAAAAAANc/y2FRqLVuYTU/s72-c/socialnetworks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4974378573286271422</id><published>2010-11-28T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T06:47:45.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at home :)</title><content type='html'>New routine :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To perform all the prayers especially subuh&lt;br /&gt;2. Need to stay awake after subuh and do some house chores&lt;br /&gt;3. Pilates and yoga everyday at 5 after asar. Need to be toned&lt;br /&gt;4. Try not to skip breakfast since always have breakfast outside with the parent.&lt;br /&gt;5. Read more newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;6. Keep on blogging!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4974378573286271422?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4974378573286271422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4974378573286271422' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4974378573286271422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4974378573286271422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/11/back-at-home.html' title='Back at home :)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8189471573257032608</id><published>2010-11-24T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T23:36:28.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just another different word for TIME ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8189471573257032608?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8189471573257032608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8189471573257032608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8189471573257032608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8189471573257032608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3003358330549341362</id><published>2010-11-18T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T00:19:41.929-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Raya ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOYy2LxKffI/AAAAAAAAANU/vqWFRdkMqU8/s1600/110920102845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOYy2LxKffI/AAAAAAAAANU/vqWFRdkMqU8/s200/110920102845.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541172297979297266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOYyH-KPBCI/AAAAAAAAANM/Qsii2VY8TsU/s1600/120920102853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOYyH-KPBCI/AAAAAAAAANM/Qsii2VY8TsU/s200/120920102853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541171504052372514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOYxEni3xVI/AAAAAAAAANE/VZN_3oTt-rk/s1600/100920102814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOYxEni3xVI/AAAAAAAAANE/VZN_3oTt-rk/s200/100920102814.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541170346930455890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be grateful..Yes,I am.But still, as I grow up 'younger', I'm no longer enjoying my Raya that much.. I need the momentum back. WAaa. I bought 5 pairs of baju raya but then I only wore 1 of those and on Raya Haji, I only wore my white tee and pant.huhu.What happen to me?? Raya should be one of the most greatest event of each year...*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : still,I enjoyed'camwhoring' during raya.Cannot upload these in the FB.too VAIN :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3003358330549341362?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3003358330549341362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3003358330549341362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3003358330549341362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3003358330549341362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-another-raya.html' title='Just another Raya ...'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOYy2LxKffI/AAAAAAAAANU/vqWFRdkMqU8/s72-c/110920102845.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-1424007739602308994</id><published>2010-11-15T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T11:19:44.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't you tired of running?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOGHXSRlfTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-KRRRjlyGQ8/s1600/290520102023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOGHXSRlfTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-KRRRjlyGQ8/s200/290520102023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539857850754759986" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Please stop running through my mind :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-1424007739602308994?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1424007739602308994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=1424007739602308994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1424007739602308994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1424007739602308994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/11/arent-you-tired-of-running.html' title='Aren&apos;t you tired of running?'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TOGHXSRlfTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/-KRRRjlyGQ8/s72-c/290520102023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-5640206061083279191</id><published>2010-10-22T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T11:08:57.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I forget :)</title><content type='html'>Scene 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:I always think, why oopsy daisy?not oopsy rosy or perhaps other flowers?&lt;br /&gt;him : ntah..they should have come out with something more sweet la..&lt;br /&gt;me: like what?&lt;br /&gt;him: oopsy minty&lt;br /&gt;me: *blushing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 2&lt;br /&gt;In his car..listened to Fly fm. On the way back to my college. Suddenly, there was the infamous song by Bruno Mars, "Just the way you are". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: You think ada tak a guy who acts like Bruno Mars?&lt;br /&gt;him: What do you mean?&lt;br /&gt;me: I mean, a guy who writes this kind of song every day and nyanyi to his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;him: Issk..mana ada. Tipu la. &lt;br /&gt;me: Then, is there any guy who really appreciates a girl and loves the girl same as this song?&lt;br /&gt;him: Ada.&lt;br /&gt;me: Ya ka?Who?&lt;br /&gt;him: He's sitting next to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-5640206061083279191?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/5640206061083279191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=5640206061083279191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/5640206061083279191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/5640206061083279191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/10/before-i-forget.html' title='Before I forget :)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3677844171948837717</id><published>2010-10-22T10:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T10:52:39.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TMHPVw5TDiI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ctMbreez4U0/s1600/47819_1625989088625_1203477141_1767809_7239105_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TMHPVw5TDiI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ctMbreez4U0/s200/47819_1625989088625_1203477141_1767809_7239105_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530929790197108258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Ayah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Knowing  you care little for a lot of sentimental or emotional praise, I will limit my words of praise by saying  I have, in my life time, meet and known many fine fathers, and have read about many great men , yet, I can truthfully say I am glad  I am your daughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are several reasons why I am glad you are my father.  First, you made my years of childhood and youth a period of life delightful to live over in my memory.  A pleasure I engage in perhaps more than I would if I could see you more often.  You found time to go shopping with me, to send me out meeting my friends, and you let me go further my study far from home. My memory of my fellowship with you during my childhood and youth are crammed with vivid recollections of delightful experiences we had together during those years.  You may not have had the money to give me everything I wanted, but I don't remember about that.  I do remember you giving me something of greater value, fellowship between father and daughter that money cannot buy at any price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have learned is I am much like you.  You instilled in me a self confidence that if I was prepared to work hard enough for something, likelihood I would be successful.   This is no small thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I’ve realized since I was in Auckland is that you are always there for me.  Besides, when I was a teenager and you trusted me to do the right thing. You always trust me till now. I’m sorry that sometimes I did something that hurt you badly. It was not my intention. Trust me all my bad behaviors are all on me and none come from you. Honestly, I’m not a perfect daughter but I’m still learning to be ones. Therefore, I still need you as my guidance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me thank you for all you did for me and the main reason I write this letter is to congratulate you as the new PK. You deserve that for all your hard work. Congratulation Ayah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to let you know I am still Daddy’s girl and proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Your Daughter,&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                 MInty 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3677844171948837717?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3677844171948837717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3677844171948837717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3677844171948837717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3677844171948837717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/10/congratulation.html' title='Congratulation'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TMHPVw5TDiI/AAAAAAAAAMk/ctMbreez4U0/s72-c/47819_1625989088625_1203477141_1767809_7239105_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4198243243530484396</id><published>2010-10-16T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T07:20:46.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll cherish this moment .. always :)</title><content type='html'>I'm having the supper as always after having the dinner wif my friends..here we are again .. Same place, same faces. Thanks McDonald for always having us.. Unsure whether there will be another of this next year :( everyone will hv different schedule ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4198243243530484396?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4198243243530484396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4198243243530484396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4198243243530484396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4198243243530484396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/10/ill-cherish-this-moment-always.html' title='I&apos;ll cherish this moment .. always :)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7828196841622085917</id><published>2010-10-04T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:14:12.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry me a river</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.mannythemovieguy.com/images/drama_queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://www.mannythemovieguy.com/images/drama_queen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through worse ...&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know I'm being a Drama Queen!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7828196841622085917?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7828196841622085917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7828196841622085917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7828196841622085917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7828196841622085917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/10/cry-me-river.html' title='Cry me a river'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-387678952771301804</id><published>2010-10-04T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:53:58.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TKqFHRbLTSI/AAAAAAAAAMc/onhP2YYVDSA/s1600/sylvia+park+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TKqFHRbLTSI/AAAAAAAAAMc/onhP2YYVDSA/s200/sylvia+park+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524374252906302754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Jangan kau bimbang sayang&lt;br /&gt;    Dimana ku berada&lt;br /&gt;    Dengan siapaku bersama&lt;br /&gt;    Jangan bimbang,&lt;br /&gt;    ku tetap kau yang punya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Juga bimbang, sayang&lt;br /&gt;    Dimana kau berada&lt;br /&gt;    Dengan siapa kau bersama&lt;br /&gt;    Jangan lupa kau tetap ku yang punya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;–Malique &amp; Najwa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-387678952771301804?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/387678952771301804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=387678952771301804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/387678952771301804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/387678952771301804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-yours.html' title='Im Yours'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TKqFHRbLTSI/AAAAAAAAAMc/onhP2YYVDSA/s72-c/sylvia+park+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-2975428741326555966</id><published>2010-10-04T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T18:44:50.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Narcissism and Tolerance</title><content type='html'>“I am selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Marilyn Monroe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in a relationship, you need a balance between narcissism and tolerance. When there’s too much of one or the other, the relationship breaks down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it was easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-2975428741326555966?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2975428741326555966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=2975428741326555966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2975428741326555966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2975428741326555966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/10/narcissism-and-tolerance.html' title='Narcissism and Tolerance'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-835238397816753109</id><published>2010-10-02T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T08:43:35.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jJi1T1m-Ex8/TD70j9cPuwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/gnFz6vq1OZA/s320/09-LOVEY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jJi1T1m-Ex8/TD70j9cPuwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/gnFz6vq1OZA/s320/09-LOVEY.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much more &lt;br /&gt;Do you expect from me&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing my best&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only so much&lt;br /&gt;That I can do&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying real hard&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep trying&lt;br /&gt;To please you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;How much more I can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minty mints 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-835238397816753109?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/835238397816753109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=835238397816753109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/835238397816753109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/835238397816753109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/10/awful.html' title='Awful'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jJi1T1m-Ex8/TD70j9cPuwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/gnFz6vq1OZA/s72-c/09-LOVEY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7882334448876633595</id><published>2010-10-01T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T08:13:43.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Cinderella walked on broken glass, Sleeping beauty let her whole life pass by, Belle fell in love with a beast, Pocahontas risked her life for a feast, Jasmine could have had anyone but she chose a poor man, and Ariel, she walked on land.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7882334448876633595?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7882334448876633595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7882334448876633595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7882334448876633595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7882334448876633595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/10/cinderella-walked-on-broken-glass.html' title=''/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4282001773454689885</id><published>2010-09-18T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T22:04:43.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ne-Yo - Mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/sAYuOc7_TKg/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sAYuOc7_TKg?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/sAYuOc7_TKg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn’t stay mad at your loved one for long because you never know when you’re going to die. You should just say what you want to say and let your loved ones know that you love them, because life is short. There’s no point being egoistic and cold-hearted, because you could’ve made such nice memories in that time that you’ve lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to have little arguments, never walk out on each other, or hang up the phone. Please never stay mad for long. These are what Im trying to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know when you’re going to lose a person. And if you do lose your loved ones one day, at least you’re confident that they went knowing they’re loved, and you’re confident that you did everything you had to do when they were alive. Otherwise, the guilt will haunt you forever, and by then, there’s nothing you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4282001773454689885?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4282001773454689885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4282001773454689885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4282001773454689885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4282001773454689885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/ne-yo-mad.html' title='Ne-Yo - Mad'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7399153511899404035</id><published>2010-09-17T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T00:47:40.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of  Chanel and Kain Pelikat</title><content type='html'>I came across one of the posts written by one of my favourite bloggers. She is really down to earth and i always love her writing style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her post was about her brother in law..and he was totally sweet.Wish Mr.X turn out to be more sweetest after we get married *blushing*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother in law called me the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “Do you know if your sister wants anything in particular right now?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “Huhhh??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “As in, I want to buy her something. Has she mentioned any wish-list to you?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “Well…yeah…there’s this one Chanel bag she has been talking about these past few days…But it’s really expensive to buy it in KL!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “It’s OK, anything for my wife.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow…so I did what anybody would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “In that case, she did mention she wanted TWO Chanel bags –”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “Nice try, sis.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, worth the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I wouldn’t trust my BIL to go to Chanel all by himself because he will come out with the wrong bag. So off we went to KLCC. Friday evening traffic greeted us and we were both stuck with each other for what felt like years. Seriously, how do you guys working in KL deal with the traffic there??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got to talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “Why the sudden present?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; “Well I love to make her happy! I have a great wife who takes good care of me, serves me food on the table, gave me two beautiful children and I want to show her how much I love and appreciate her. It’s nice to surprise our loved ones out of the blue. You know, just because!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEN OUT THERE, ARE YOU GUYS READING THIS ?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. My. God. How. Freaking. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either that or he did a big booboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. I’m kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, there I was working my leopard-print stilettos and BIL picks me up in his &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;kain pelekat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “Dude, have some respect!! You’re going to Chanel!!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “What? It’s Friday!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    *slaps forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    “Walk far far away from me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he swiped his card and the very nice saleslady wrapped my sister’s bag, BIL and I wanted to get some food. Too hungry from all the traffic. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opted for KFC. Hahahaha. After spending thousands of ringgit on a bag, that was all he offered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple and low-key, just like my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister was of course OVER THE MOON when he presented her with the bag. And they lived happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story is BE NICE TO YOUR SISTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, seriously….I could have easily said she wanted a pair of socks or a pet iguana or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : FYI, she posted few pictures in her blog and her brother in law was wearing a kain pelikat while both of them were in the Chanel outlet in KLCC..lmao. Cuteness~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7399153511899404035?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7399153511899404035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7399153511899404035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7399153511899404035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7399153511899404035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-chanel-and-kain-pelikat.html' title='Of  Chanel and Kain Pelikat'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8341013697353184264</id><published>2010-09-16T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:53:54.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya holiday :)</title><content type='html'>While i was watching a video on a youtube. Mr. X texted me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Hi yang, watpe?Da kua ngan kawan2?&lt;br /&gt;Me : Hi yang. Xjadila. sbb td i p 2 kenduri and i malas plak nak kua. wat about u? watpa?&lt;br /&gt;Him: I xda watpe gak ..Tunggu u balik huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple and short. He can be really sweet sometimes and I love that :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8341013697353184264?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8341013697353184264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8341013697353184264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8341013697353184264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8341013697353184264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-holiday.html' title='Raya holiday :)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4990755611094460465</id><published>2010-09-15T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T10:22:23.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote marks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:bGifAAD66mgY-M:http://www.weblo.com/communities/images/large/Justin_Bieber_4c21f229af637.jpg&amp;t=1"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 277px;" src="http://t3.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:bGifAAD66mgY-M:http://www.weblo.com/communities/images/large/Justin_Bieber_4c21f229af637.jpg&amp;t=1" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"An ideal girl is someone who is funny who can make me laugh. And someone who has nice eyes and a nice smile." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Justin Bieber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4990755611094460465?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4990755611094460465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4990755611094460465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4990755611094460465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4990755611094460465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/quote-marks.html' title='Quote marks'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-2934278392442081947</id><published>2010-09-13T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:56:37.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tok</title><content type='html'>I came across a beautiful piece of writing about my late Grandma, Tok,written by my uncle. As I went through, I agree with my uncle, Tok likes everybody and never speaks bad about anyone. If at all, she always try to patch up any misunderstanding or quarrel among family members and for all we know the same to her friends too. I believe that several things would be different in good ways if she were still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to read this simple entry on my beloved late Grandma&lt;br /&gt;http://tunku.blogspot.com/2006/05/mak-andak.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, in the writing, my uncle mentioned that Tok has 3 children, Aman,Amin and Aini.I am Amin's daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-2934278392442081947?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/2934278392442081947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=2934278392442081947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2934278392442081947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/2934278392442081947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/tok.html' title='Tok'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3447696753772464422</id><published>2010-09-12T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T07:00:05.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A simple fact</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i55.tinypic.com/6psuc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/6psuc2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3447696753772464422?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3447696753772464422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3447696753772464422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3447696753772464422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3447696753772464422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/simple-fact.html' title='A simple fact'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i55.tinypic.com/6psuc2_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6991530619895491433</id><published>2010-09-12T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T06:53:48.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be more like me !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/GfrIipujxfQ/hqdefault.jpg)"  width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GfrIipujxfQ?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/GfrIipujxfQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowScriptAccess="never" allowFullScreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally&lt;br /&gt;fed up&lt;br /&gt;give up&lt;br /&gt;f*&amp;%ed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do help me. Your cooperation is kindly appreciated.Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  Yours truly, &lt;br /&gt;                                                                  minty mints&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6991530619895491433?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6991530619895491433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6991530619895491433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6991530619895491433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6991530619895491433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/linkin-park-numb-official-video.html' title='I wanna be more like me !!'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6676839760542804278</id><published>2010-09-10T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T22:59:26.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As I become 20s , I'm become more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://rlv.zcache.com/i_love_20s_products_designs_postcard-p239407031834509540trdg_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://rlv.zcache.com/i_love_20s_products_designs_postcard-p239407031834509540trdg_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much competitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports lover &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to engage with serious topics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopelessly romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciates even the littlest gestures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exceptionally intrigued by intelligent and well-groomed men.Humorous is a must!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I enjoy flirting with my eyes and my smile...Opps!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6676839760542804278?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6676839760542804278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6676839760542804278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6676839760542804278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6676839760542804278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-i-become-20s-im-become-more.html' title='As I become 20s , I&apos;m become more'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3193016829034451934</id><published>2010-09-07T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T00:18:37.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do remember</title><content type='html'>I always accept you for the person you are&lt;br /&gt;I will stand by you even through the worst of times&lt;br /&gt; I love you when you're down not just when you're fun to be with&lt;br /&gt; I do not wish to change you into someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- minty 2010 -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3193016829034451934?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3193016829034451934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3193016829034451934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3193016829034451934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3193016829034451934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/do-remember.html' title='Do remember'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7898208628706387695</id><published>2010-09-06T23:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T07:38:34.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything Im Not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I wish I could be a fascinating writer&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be an incredible blogger  &lt;br /&gt;I wish I could capture prodigious pictures&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could play a guitar better&lt;br /&gt;just like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember &lt;br /&gt;Even time is running faster&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna change for a loser&lt;br /&gt;Since I know, I'm always a winner&lt;br /&gt;As I'm everything better not like her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minty mints September 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : The more you try to impress someone, the more you forget who you really are. Start to express yourself. Be the real YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7898208628706387695?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/7898208628706387695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7898208628706387695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7898208628706387695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7898208628706387695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/everything-im-not.html' title='Everything Im Not'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3121615106189748646</id><published>2010-09-01T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T18:04:25.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random sweetness</title><content type='html'>Im a hopeless romantic GF and Im SO lucky to have a BF who knows how to tackle me using sweet words~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3121615106189748646?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3121615106189748646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3121615106189748646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3121615106189748646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3121615106189748646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/09/random-sweetness.html' title='Random sweetness'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6364340794580574968</id><published>2010-08-26T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:11:09.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2452/206/104/659645495/n659645495_1913985_5549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 402px; height: 604px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2452/206/104/659645495/n659645495_1913985_5549.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish those days could come back once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8047354558255285006</id><published>2010-08-26T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T06:27:17.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be honest ...</title><content type='html'>I hate the fact that I am always there for people when they need emotional support, but they turn their backs on me when I need them most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8047354558255285006?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-7978118306332025730</id><published>2010-08-21T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T23:50:38.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't  forget</title><content type='html'>Did you forget&lt;br /&gt;That I was even alive&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget&lt;br /&gt;Everything we ever had&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget&lt;br /&gt;About me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you regret&lt;br /&gt;Ever standing by my side&lt;br /&gt;Did you forget&lt;br /&gt;What we were feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm left to forget&lt;br /&gt;About us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;br /&gt;We were once so strong&lt;br /&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;br /&gt;You can't forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I guess&lt;br /&gt;This is where we have to stand&lt;br /&gt;Did you regret&lt;br /&gt;Ever holding my hand&lt;br /&gt;Never again&lt;br /&gt;Please don't forget&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had it all&lt;br /&gt;We were just about to fall&lt;br /&gt;Even more in love&lt;br /&gt;Than we were before&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;About us&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at last&lt;br /&gt;All the pictures have been burned&lt;br /&gt;And all the past&lt;br /&gt;Is just a lesson that we've learned&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere we went wrong&lt;br /&gt;Our love is like a song&lt;br /&gt;But you won't sing along&lt;br /&gt;You've forgotten&lt;br /&gt;About us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-7978118306332025730?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=7765493488672132407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7765493488672132407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/7765493488672132407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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Only most of my BFFs know about this. Whenever I listen to a song in a car, I will analyze the lyric critically and finally I will end up with some emotional disturbance feelings which lead me to stay quite for a while and just stare outside the window..*weirdo, rite?* lmao. I know and now it becomes some sort of jokes around my BFFs. Whenever, I look outside the window from inside a car, My BFFs will start saying," See,see..She gonna start it." and of coz my number 1 BFF,Mr. X also noticed that. That is why he will definitely will change the radio channel whenever he sees me doin my habit :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3981389422405539716?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3981389422405539716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3981389422405539716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3981389422405539716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3981389422405539716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/08/outside-window.html' title='Outside the window~'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3706286196816058575</id><published>2010-07-26T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:43:52.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Blue</title><content type='html'>FYI, I got chocolates, teddy bears and a panda from the students today and not only students from her form 4 classes.It was completely out of blue =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: why did you give me these?&lt;br /&gt;students: sebab teacher cantik and comel..hehe&lt;br /&gt;me: hehe..thanks * gulp *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, definitely I won't get any of those in 20 years time. When my face is full with wrinkles and gaining more weight..dammit :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3706286196816058575?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3706286196816058575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3706286196816058575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3706286196816058575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3706286196816058575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/07/out-of-blue.html' title='Out of the Blue'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4356276966576520568</id><published>2010-07-13T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:35:43.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection</title><content type='html'>I just started my practicum as an English language teacher for nearly 3 weeks in one of the high schools in this metropolitan city.The school quite big compared to most of the schools in this country.Just imagine, the school has 16 classes for each form..from Form 1A to Form 1S and each class has at least 35 students. Quite pack rite? I have to teach two form four classes,high level and low level of proficiency. Frankly speaking, both classes have their own unique characters..individual differences :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, after i got to know all my students, probably during the second week of teaching, i begun to love this career. Their differences and their characters make me eager to learn more about my students. Hopefully,i can stay the same especially during my first three months of teaching :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: got new nicknames from most of the students, 'cikgu cantik and cikgu comel' ...im flattered *blushing*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4356276966576520568?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4356276966576520568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4356276966576520568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4356276966576520568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4356276966576520568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/07/reflection.html' title='Reflection'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6574397205551995543</id><published>2010-06-22T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:41:12.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practicum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wsc.ma.edu/personalpages/draker/edcom/final/sp07/sectionb/guardian/LessonPlan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 430px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.wsc.ma.edu/personalpages/draker/edcom/final/sp07/sectionb/guardian/LessonPlan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gulp~&lt;br /&gt;I shud be prepared.&lt;br /&gt;I shud find materials and doing some lesson plans.&lt;br /&gt;I shud do all those during my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have only 2 days left.&lt;br /&gt;Omgee.. Im dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6574397205551995543?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6574397205551995543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6574397205551995543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6574397205551995543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6574397205551995543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/06/practicum.html' title='Practicum'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-1225489825360274993</id><published>2010-06-21T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:50:13.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously .. Im confused</title><content type='html'>I lie if I say Im fine rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bullshit!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you damn stupid or what? Is it too difficult for you to notice that Im not okay. Im not an angel and Im not trying to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a mistake by always let you know that I care.Now, I don't give a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Just go away.I shouldn't let you in at the first place..shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You keep on blaming me for everything.You don't blame yourself.I keep it inside and now I feel the burden.I don't want to look back anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:Sorry readers ... Im totally pissed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-1225489825360274993?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1225489825360274993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=1225489825360274993' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1225489825360274993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1225489825360274993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/06/seriously-im-confused.html' title='Seriously .. Im confused'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4483888124599119204</id><published>2010-06-20T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T08:41:07.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TB4zeKKdMQI/AAAAAAAAAME/uwDWjKyI_Ko/s1600/100320101722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TB4zeKKdMQI/AAAAAAAAAME/uwDWjKyI_Ko/s320/100320101722.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484877989401145602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TB4y5in7UrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GRwl-E8K_IM/s1600/090620102039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TB4y5in7UrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/GRwl-E8K_IM/s320/090620102039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484877360312046258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4483888124599119204?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4483888124599119204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4483888124599119204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4483888124599119204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4483888124599119204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/06/thank-you-dear.html' title='Thank You dear'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/TB4zeKKdMQI/AAAAAAAAAME/uwDWjKyI_Ko/s72-c/100320101722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6201911671132170442</id><published>2010-06-14T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T09:36:30.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Poem</title><content type='html'>He had such quiet eyes&lt;br /&gt;She did not realise&lt;br /&gt;They were two pools of lies&lt;br /&gt;Layered with thinnest ice&lt;br /&gt;To her, those quiet eyes&lt;br /&gt;Were breathing desolate sighs&lt;br /&gt;Imploring her to be nice &lt;br /&gt;And to render him paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only she'd been wise&lt;br /&gt;And had listened to the advice&lt;br /&gt;Never to compromise&lt;br /&gt;With pleasure-seeking guys&lt;br /&gt;She'd be free from "the hows and whys"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's a bit of advice&lt;br /&gt;Be sure that nice really means nice&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll never be losing at dice&lt;br /&gt;Though you may lose your heart once or twice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Bibsy Soenharjo, 1968&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6201911671132170442?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6201911671132170442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6201911671132170442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6201911671132170442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6201911671132170442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/06/poem.html' title='The Poem'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8122452039170717910</id><published>2010-06-07T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:56:14.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat hari jadi minty!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs019.snc1/3033_72313319307_826569307_1482803_55903_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 403px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs019.snc1/3033_72313319307_826569307_1482803_55903_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year older&lt;br /&gt;1 year wiser &lt;br /&gt;1 year hotter&lt;br /&gt;1 year sexier&lt;br /&gt;1 year stronger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8122452039170717910?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8122452039170717910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8122452039170717910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8122452039170717910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8122452039170717910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/06/selamat-hari-jadi-minty.html' title='selamat hari jadi minty!!'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-3465888944751517182</id><published>2010-06-06T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:04:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confesssion of  a lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hatiwanita.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/love-you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://hatiwanita.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/love-you.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"actions might speak louder than words, but feeling means more than action"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, when you're in love,you most probably ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANT to hold his hand..you want to smell him, you want him to hold you and tell you that you're perfect just the way you are. you want to kiss him and make him feel good. you want to listen to the music he listens to, just in the hopes that it will help you understand him better. you want to talk to his cat and you want to know everything. you want to put his needs ahead of your own, and you want to do it all so that he KNOWS you love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, sometimes even a highly educated person can be so stupid when he or she fell in love. Always remember ... You should not always put him as your priority if u was only his another option. But then, it is your decision. love game~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-3465888944751517182?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/3465888944751517182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=3465888944751517182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3465888944751517182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/3465888944751517182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/06/confesssion-of-lover.html' title='Confesssion of  a lover'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4426683336731554010</id><published>2010-06-05T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T22:54:53.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another holiday</title><content type='html'>Cuti datang lagi..heheh.well,the holiday gives me a chance to update my blog.basically,i've got 3 weeks of holiday..fuhhh. i prefer to stay at home and have fun with my family. But the most annoying part of every holiday is attending a kenduri..seriously.Sorry to say..i love to go to my friends' kenduri but not to attend other kenduri.Waaa...gtg now. need to iron my baju kurung.got kenduri to attend at 2pm.huhu :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4426683336731554010?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4426683336731554010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4426683336731554010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4426683336731554010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4426683336731554010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-holiday.html' title='another holiday'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-8522575214556624536</id><published>2010-04-28T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T10:35:24.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Ayah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was still 6 years old,&lt;br /&gt;when you would put me on your shoulders and all my problems seemed smaller than me.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could make this better for me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your little girl,&lt;br /&gt;Your daughter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-8522575214556624536?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/8522575214556624536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=8522575214556624536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8522575214556624536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/8522575214556624536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/04/dear-ayah.html' title='Dear Ayah'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-5471914782311606513</id><published>2010-03-24T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T06:32:11.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pet lovers</title><content type='html'>recently,&lt;br /&gt;i just adopted a cat.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;actually my bf took a gud care of her first (yes..SHE) for about 10 days since i went back to my hometown for a holiday.She is so cute and manja.Mind you, she is hyper active but rarely meowingg..LOL.Btw, my bf has a cat too. He has a Persian cat and he calls him chichi ( bcos at fist, he taught Chichi is a girl.haha).He is 4 to 5 months old while mine is 1 month. Currently,she lives in my room and she eats heaps. She reallyyy loves to sleep as well.Her permanent routine is wake up, eat, play, sleep.wait..im so STUPID!! She is a cat and what more she needs to do?study?washing dishes?hahah..btw, her name is Chiko but my friends call her Chika (Chikarooo):P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-5471914782311606513?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/5471914782311606513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=5471914782311606513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/5471914782311606513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/5471914782311606513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/03/pet-lovers.html' title='pet lovers'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-1619726211524379643</id><published>2010-03-19T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T04:00:32.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey !!!</title><content type='html'>LATELY&lt;br /&gt;YOU try to be COOL&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;YOU always look like a FOOL ... to ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds familiar?&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-1619726211524379643?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/1619726211524379643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=1619726211524379643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1619726211524379643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/1619726211524379643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/03/hey.html' title='Hey !!!'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-4285765857494641192</id><published>2010-03-18T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T08:17:45.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet Home</title><content type='html'>Im glad to be home. Even just for a week. Having a chance to see and to hear my brothers and sister laughing, yelling, fighting, joking, eating, sulking and sleeping make me realize how lucky I am to be surrounded by these lovely and energetic people :) I used to be a really homesick person and after few years I thought I am alright but now I dont think so.LOL.I am brave enough to say that as I grow 'younger', I become more family person and I really like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-4285765857494641192?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/4285765857494641192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=4285765857494641192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4285765857494641192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/4285765857494641192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/03/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet Home'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-656069416518904133</id><published>2010-03-18T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T06:49:58.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good friends, Bad friends ... How you define ones? I heart u guys~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6IvUnJScpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/freO478nGDw/s1600-h/27009_1331353799348_1096098682_31016654_662426_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6IvUnJScpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/freO478nGDw/s400/27009_1331353799348_1096098682_31016654_662426_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449970530223551122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6IvPr7KBWI/AAAAAAAAALs/47j4Jxwxl2s/s1600-h/25408_348678092858_620597858_3436682_6344620_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6IvPr7KBWI/AAAAAAAAALs/47j4Jxwxl2s/s400/25408_348678092858_620597858_3436682_6344620_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449970445607109986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6IvLMfbUaI/AAAAAAAAALk/9LimCejYgTg/s1600-h/18876_311620500495_659645495_4062458_5238015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6IvLMfbUaI/AAAAAAAAALk/9LimCejYgTg/s400/18876_311620500495_659645495_4062458_5238015_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449970368449827234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6IvD9Wc1zI/AAAAAAAAALc/PQoiY1ABxGA/s1600-h/16964_300949725783_695930783_3691800_1189595_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6IvD9Wc1zI/AAAAAAAAALc/PQoiY1ABxGA/s400/16964_300949725783_695930783_3691800_1189595_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449970244126562098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6Iuyh0fZmI/AAAAAAAAALU/fFCl9BnyLcY/s1600-h/10217_157341914307_826569307_2508817_4589633_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6Iuyh0fZmI/AAAAAAAAALU/fFCl9BnyLcY/s400/10217_157341914307_826569307_2508817_4589633_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449969944678590050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good friend won't let you fall even &lt;br /&gt;if they are the ones &lt;br /&gt;that push you off the edge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-656069416518904133?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/656069416518904133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=656069416518904133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/656069416518904133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/656069416518904133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/03/good-friends-bad-friends-how-you-define.html' title='Good friends, Bad friends ... How you define ones? I heart u guys~'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/S6IvUnJScpI/AAAAAAAAAL0/freO478nGDw/s72-c/27009_1331353799348_1096098682_31016654_662426_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-343554791863845353</id><published>2010-03-15T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:02:55.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminder ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1388/1051820522_fde160e976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 487px; height: 344px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1388/1051820522_fde160e976.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Yesterday you saw me.&lt;br /&gt; Now you love me. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow you'll ditch me.&lt;br /&gt; Later you'll miss me.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-343554791863845353?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/343554791863845353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=343554791863845353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/343554791863845353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/343554791863845353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/03/reminder.html' title='Reminder ~'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1388/1051820522_fde160e976_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6578468447807757313</id><published>2010-03-03T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T06:40:01.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovey-dovey'/><title type='text'>Once someone said to me ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;" It doesn't matter whether or not I have a GF or you have a BF; I will always be there for you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like 12 years back when we were still childish and had nothing to worry about. Today, I walked pass his house and the memory came across my mind. We had so much fun.Years back,we enjoyed being each other companion. Playing "toi" @ galah panjang, "aci ligan", "ice cream soda" and masak2..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years went by, we grown up and took different paths to pursuit our own dreams. We started apart when i furthered my study in girl school.I became more reserved ... i meant due to the fact that girl school made me be more comfortable to mingle around girls than boys ( not now ..lol). I think the last time we had talked when I was 17. We still met each other after that but we could only say hi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Auckland, I heard a news that he engaged from a girl out of town and got married to the girl. At that time, i thought i will be disappointed. But,i didn't. Guess I have my own and I am really deeply in love with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship teaches us heaps of things. It kinda makes me realizes that you don't have to worry too much. There will be someone for you ... Your true love :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6578468447807757313?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6578468447807757313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6578468447807757313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6578468447807757313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6578468447807757313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2009/12/once-someone-said-to-me.html' title='Once someone said to me ...'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3643134823474949369.post-6113312948143875151</id><published>2010-02-15T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:26:04.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>current obsession :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/celebrityobsession2008/Kim%20Kardashian/kim-kardashian-topless-bikini-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 447px; height: 677px;" src="http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/celebrityobsession2008/Kim%20Kardashian/kim-kardashian-topless-bikini-07.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (she is my idol of a perfect body atm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PILATES&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna be skinny&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tone up my body&lt;br /&gt;chaiyok mintymints!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3643134823474949369-6113312948143875151?l=pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/feeds/6113312948143875151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3643134823474949369&amp;postID=6113312948143875151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6113312948143875151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3643134823474949369/posts/default/6113312948143875151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pudina87-lovemenot.blogspot.com/2010/02/current-obsession.html' title='current obsession :)'/><author><name>lovemenot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06801690492872222376</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7ibrbQIKj8M/SFunK3dxxDI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nQYxLg0GWxg/S220/sapa+ni.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh241/celebrityobsession2008/Kim%20Kardashian/th_kim-kardashian-topless-bikini-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
