<?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-6669432237468735747</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:26:02.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sun didnt come out,again..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8633223893005538832</id><published>2010-10-25T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T06:19:45.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the night is y0ung &amp;&amp; s0 are we..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; ya kn0w, its w0nderfull t0 be a girl, we always always have the right t0 change 0ur mind.. n0t that mucch 0f resp0nsibility we have t0 c0nsider.. we can bacck 0ut anytime we feel like we wanna d0 it.. n0thing is permanent anyway.. ya kn0w, thats the pr0blem with me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lemme sh0w y0u the scenari0..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like this guy, he likes me, then we like s0rta m0ve 0n t0 the next step, then i freaak 00ut.. d0nt even kn0w y.. i kinda realise that we're m0ving t00 fast 0r i even get b0red, well m0st 0f the time, thats the case.. then i just pulled away fr0m him.. fr0m the relati0nship.. then he'll feel s0 unl0ved &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ign0red.. then time and again, he'll tried t0 make this thing w0rk, then he give up = break up.. he m0ve 0n, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; s0 am i..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my life is s0 l0nely, y0u guys.. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya, i make succh a h0rrible h0rrible girlfriend, but i g0tta admit, im a w0nderfull w0nderfull bestfriend.. reaally.. my life is always &amp;amp;&amp;amp; had always been surr0unded by my girlfriends.. we hung 0ut, all the time!! hehe.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; anyway, there's n0thing wr0ng with liking t0 be al0ne.. abs0lutely n0thing.. i L0VE being al0ne at times.. i can always always make my 0wn decisi0n with0ut w0rrying fucking it up.. i d0nt have t0 c0nsider 0ther pe0ple 0pini0ns, suggesti0ns 0r 0ther's 0ption.. i can d0 whatever i want.. whenever i want.. its like a pers0nal freed0m t0 me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i believe , every0ne will have their al0ne time s0metimes.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; im enj0ying every minute 0f it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0 s0me pe0ple, l0ve is a paradise.. its rainb0w everywhere t0 them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my definiti0n 0f l0ve is, its a bittersweet sensati0n, its the p0is0n, but its als0 the antid0te.. its a nerve-wrecking, teeth gritting, finger-nail biting,  brain expl0ding , bl00d russhing, heart p0unding experience.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; thats make me want it m0re &amp;amp;&amp;amp; m0re.. enj0ying the thrill , enj0ying the ride.. ya kn0w the feeling, y0u're at the edge 0f the cliff, getting ready t0 jump (its the bungee jumping, y0u guys.. but the extreme 0ne.. xD) , y0u kn0w, 0ne wr0ng m0ve, y0u're g0nna die.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; that feeling bef0re y0u jump, that terrified feeling, that scares the shit 0ut 0f y0u.. is what keep y0u g0ing.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the feeling when y0u jump, the adrenaline russhh t0 y0ur brain, that thrill, g0nna make y0u addicted t0 the game.. yeaaah .. that feeling baby.. sav0ur every m0ment 0f it.. cause when y0u're tired 0f the game, thats it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8633223893005538832?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8633223893005538832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/10/night-is-y0ung-s0-are-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8633223893005538832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8633223893005538832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/10/night-is-y0ung-s0-are-we.html' title='the night is y0ung &amp;&amp; s0 are we..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-167102133944335177</id><published>2010-10-07T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T06:02:18.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>y0u make me wanna die, i'll never be g00d en0ugh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; sh0w me all the things i sh0uldnt kn0w.. i've everything, all the 0pp0rtunities f0r eternity, that i c0uld bel0ng t0 the night.. everything l00ks better when the light c0mes d0wn, when there's the m00n 0n the rise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-167102133944335177?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/167102133944335177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/10/y0u-make-me-wanna-die-ill-never-be-g00d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/167102133944335177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/167102133944335177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/10/y0u-make-me-wanna-die-ill-never-be-g00d.html' title='y0u make me wanna die, i&apos;ll never be g00d en0ugh..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-962794967107002441</id><published>2010-10-06T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T05:36:06.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im more interested in finding happiness than finding the right label..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why wOuld yOu deny yOurself the oppOrtunity tO lOve someOne? LOve is the mOst beautiful, fascinating, breathtaking, mind-blOwing, nerve-wracking, nail-biting, wOnderful experiences that life has tO Offer. DOn’t pass it up just because you’re scared.. :')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;s0metimes, life is just s0 unpredictable, like l00k at me n0w, i cnt even decide what t0 use f0r my o's, i wanna it t0 l00k this way -&gt;0&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;0r this way -&gt;O hmm.. hahahahs..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aniwei, its been gazzili0n years since i bl0g, s0metimes i just d0nt feel like it, ya kn0w.. bt i d0 what i wanna d0, like what i always tell my friends, cars st0p f0r me nt i st0p f0r em.. hehehe xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and aniwei, when i wanna d0 what i wanna d0, it inv0lve risk.. like what if i died..? 0r pe0ple dies..? bt then S0me things are w0rth the risk, n0, ALL things are w0rth the risk. Y0u have t0 d0 the crazy shit every0ne tells y0u n0t t0 d0, y0u have t0 make bad decisi0ns, run out of m0ney, live 0n a c0uch, get y0ur heart smashed, fall in l0ve with the wr0ng pers0n, n0t sleep f0r days, break s0me b0nes, get s0me scars, dr0p 0ut of sch00l when y0u’re 20, g0 back when y0u’re 24, get y0ur masters when y0u’re 60, start a company, l0se that company, quit y0ur j0b, hit r0ck b0tt0m, start all 0ver..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It d0esn’t matter. N0thing matters but y0u. What makes YOU happy. Freaking d0 it. Take a chance and d0n’t ever look back, d0n’t ever look back . just bec0use, i d0nt wanna live my life later 0n with this lingering th0ught, what if..? i d0nt wanna regret later 0n that i let g0 0f a certain 0pp0rtunity, just bec0use im scared t0 make that leap.. ya kn0w, later, with greying hairs,  at the park, watching kids running ar0und in bliss and j0y, wishing s0 hard, s0 damn hard t0 be able t0 turn back time.. and have this 'what if 20 years ag0, i've this c0urage t0 l0ve and t0 be l0ved, my life w0nt be this miserable then..' but then its t00 late, its t00 darn late.. its just hyp0thetical speech,u guys..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;bt n0w,right n0w, i've this lingering in my head 'what if , me , myself cant accept that certain part 0f me.. the best part 0f me, in my 0pini0n.. G0d's gift.. bt actually, He, Himself resent it if i embrace it.. its n0t a gift i think, its a test, i think.. bec0use i, myself d0nt understand why .. he gave it t0 me..? is it wr0ng if i say it like that..? is it t00 far..? i d0nt kn0w.. im s0 c0nfused.. i think i need help.. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-962794967107002441?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/962794967107002441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-more-interested-in-finding-happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/962794967107002441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/962794967107002441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-more-interested-in-finding-happiness.html' title='im more interested in finding happiness than finding the right label..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-3833973564876009390</id><published>2010-08-15T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T10:25:27.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PE0PLE LIE, EVERY SEC0NDS.. EVERY DAY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Samek0m!!! hahahs.. jst kidding.. the super duper gd 0l' me g0nna d0 it the c0rrect way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ekkhemm, Assalamualaikum..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kinda miss it, ya kn0w.. its funny, n0w, its like i've f0rg0tten h0w t0 give my salaam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all my life, i've been taught &amp;amp;&amp;amp; br0ught up a certain way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been taught Islam waaay bef0re i learn h0w t0 talk &amp;amp;&amp;amp; even, been whispered azan in b0th my ears bef0re i even 0pen my eyes.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; its scary, h0w its fading fr0m my life.. h0w insecured im feeling right n0w, its like i've been pryed 0pen &amp;amp;&amp;amp; left 0ut there, al0ne.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; h0w lonely i feel, s0metimes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-3833973564876009390?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3833973564876009390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/08/pe0ple-lie-every-sec0nds-every-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3833973564876009390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3833973564876009390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/08/pe0ple-lie-every-sec0nds-every-day.html' title='PE0PLE LIE, EVERY SEC0NDS.. EVERY DAY..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-3148843048423445012</id><published>2010-08-05T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:03:07.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EVERYTHING IS MESSED UP N0W.. I D0NT EVEN WANNA TRY ANYM0RE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; D, well, hell0.. its been awhile i p0st s0mething huhh..? hahahs.. ya kn0w d, if i were t0 p0st everything that happens in my life, every single day, my bl0g will be super l0ng, n darn, i can even make a b00k 0ut 0f it.. a 500 pages? n0, i think n0t, it'll darn mucch mucch m0re.. s0metimes, i d0nt even kn0w h0w t0 start..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, my life used t0 be mucch mucch m0re simpler than this.. i d0nt even kn0w h0w n0rmal feels like.. n0rmal day, n0rmal..? hmm, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; s0metimes i think that its a n0n-existing thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-3148843048423445012?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3148843048423445012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/08/everything-is-messed-up-n0w-i-d0nt-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3148843048423445012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3148843048423445012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/08/everything-is-messed-up-n0w-i-d0nt-even.html' title='EVERYTHING IS MESSED UP N0W.. I D0NT EVEN WANNA TRY ANYM0RE..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4120009627491957005</id><published>2010-07-13T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T23:51:13.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BE READY HEART, F0R PARTING, BE READY BRAVELY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; This m0rning, i fucked up big time.. when umii &amp;amp;&amp;amp; abii sl0wly started t0 believe in me again, t0 trust me again, i fucked it upp.. why must this happen t0 me, ab0ve all the c0mplexity &amp;amp;&amp;amp; c0mplicatedness, hecticcness, why must ths happen.. 0h my~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahh, f0r fuck sake..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0h my, i cursed al0tt.. st0pp it kay.. hmmphh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thinkk n0w im in depressi0n already.. dnt feel like g0ingg h0me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt at times, i feel like running h0me t0 the warmth 0f umiii hugg, bt f0r the frst time i hesitated whether she'll hug me bck..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0h my.. s0metimes, i just felt tht its better t0 fall 0ff the 100th st0rey high building than t0 fall in l0ve.. its less painful, aint it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna g0 back t0 my childh00d badly..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4120009627491957005?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1883325260174942118</id><published>2010-07-03T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T09:57:59.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'VE 0NLY REALISE N0W THAT,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY BL0G IS SUPER DUPER UBER LAME~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahs.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; guess what..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im pr0ud 0f that! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1883325260174942118?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1158927141753928905</id><published>2010-07-03T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T09:53:01.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Y0U MAY THINK THAT Y0U'RE FALLING IN L0VE, BUT I, I MAY THINK THAT IM BEING CAGED..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear D, well.. i guess t0day was 0kay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehs.. it was really 0kay.. really..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0day, hell, i ate al0t..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i meant n0t just t0day.. this wh0le week!! al0t 0f western + junkk f00d = t0tal fatness !! 0h my.. i've t0 watch my diet n0wadays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0r im g0nna turn int0 a t0tal fatty f0r real..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i missed my j0gging these few days.. i miss it.. hmmph, been busy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really need t0 j0g n0t t0tally bec0use 0f my unc0ntr0lled diet.. bt m0stly bec0use i need t0 thinkk, i need it, t0 feel the rush.. the adrenaline rushing thr0ugh my veins, my bl00ds russh t0 my brains.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the perspiring, the sweats.. everything ab0ut it.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i thinkk, i reaally need it bec0use when i run, i just felt that im running away fr0m everything.. fr0m every pr0blems i've.. fr0m every0ne that is causing insanity in my life.. its like im running away fr0m the w0rld.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it felt great.. f0r a m0ment there, i felt like im free.. im free fr0m every0ne, everything, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; hell, fr0m all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;w0w, it just felt great, but then.. its just f0r a m0ment there.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; after that, i felt like im crusshed d0wn, back t0 Earth with a great thump! haaisshh.. bt D, it felt great, even if its f0r a m0ment, f0r a sec0nd.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; im sav0uring every m0ment 0f it when im d0ing it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everytime, its 8 o'cl0ck sharp, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; im at h0me, i felt a great magnet is pulling me t0 my 'l0nely' park.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; at the end 0f the day, i find myself running t0wards it.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'd ch0se my 'l0nely' park 0ver the sh0pping mall.. my 'lonely' park 0ver the theme park, name it.. disney land? anything.. i still ch00se my 'l0nely' park.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, i ch00se my freed0m, my pers0nal freed0m 0ver guys.. thats what ive realised t00.. its just that, i think, being attached is such a hassle..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like my freed0m being snatched away &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it suff0cates me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, its been raining a l0t lately.. the rains, w0w! my m0m always says it 'barakah' when its rain, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i think s0 t00.. bt im n0t really a fan 0f wetness.. this wet wet thing.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt say it sucks, rains can be very w0nderfull at times especially in singap0re, summer all year l0ng &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the h0t weather thr0ugh &amp;amp;&amp;amp; thr0ugh but it can be a t0tal pain in the ass when i f0rg0t t0 bring my umbrella (always) &amp;amp;&amp;amp; when im wearing slippers.. i've t0 walk like a penguin f0r the rest 0f the day, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it sucks..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but y0u kn0w D, whats s0 great ab0ut rains, besides what they usually like t0 say, ab0ut the rainb0ws &amp;amp;&amp;amp; stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0 me,whats s0 great ab0ut it is the atm0sphere after the rains, its n0t h0t, its n0t wet.. the temperature is just right.. well, in fact, the temperature is just perfect..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like t0 walk, real sl0wly, after the rain.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the c0ld wind carressing my skin.. the temperature.. everything ab0ut it, is just s0 perfect, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'd always wished that time will st0p f0r awhile &amp;amp;&amp;amp; just let me enj0y the m0ment a lil bit l0nger..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1158927141753928905?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1158927141753928905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/07/y0u-may-think-that-y0ure-falling-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1158927141753928905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hides&lt;br /&gt;She just keeps it bundled up and never lets it sh0w&lt;br /&gt;She can't take much m0re of this, but she can't let it g0&lt;br /&gt;Ah, that's 0kay, she d0n't want the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things she says, br0ken inside &lt;br /&gt;With0ut s0me0ne t0 hear her cry&lt;br /&gt;She slips off int0 a dream, ab0ut a place to hide&lt;br /&gt;And that's 0kay, she d0n't want the w0rld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Th0se w0rds he never spoke,&lt;br /&gt;H0ld her like the mem0ries 0f all the times bef0re&lt;br /&gt;She tried t0 show him l0ve, while he w0uld 0nly ask f0r more&lt;br /&gt;But it's 0kay, she d0n't want the w0rld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S0ftly in her sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Pictures 0f the life she's l0nging f0r sl0wly appear&lt;br /&gt;She's seen them all bef0re but s0meh0w never quite this clear&lt;br /&gt;She just smiles, she d0n't want the w0rld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brand new m0rning shines, she wakes up al0ne again, this time to face the day&lt;br /&gt;She swears this time t0 make it, as she simply walks away and it's 0kay...&lt;br /&gt;She d0n't want the w0rld &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1486325227142904584?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1486325227142904584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/06/0pen-w0und-she-hides-she-just-keeps-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1486325227142904584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1486325227142904584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/06/0pen-w0und-she-hides-she-just-keeps-it.html' title=''/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2804587993754414131</id><published>2010-06-21T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T10:43:40.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EVERYTHING SEEMS S0 FRAGILE, THEN WE REALISE THAT WE'RE SPECIAL..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;al0t 0f things happend in my life.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; all 0f it happen s0 fast..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all the insanities, the craziness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heartaches.. headaches.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it simply suff0cates me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt then, its nt fair t0 0nly say all the bad things aite.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;th0se m0ment that lights me up, makes me smile.. it simply cl0uds evrything else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im living every minute 0f my life with0ut regrets, bt s0metimes i d0 regret s0me 0f my freaking decisi0ns..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like 0ne, kn0wing a certain ppl in my life tht causing all the insanities s0me pe0ple have 70% 0f trust, 0thers perhaps 50% ..? but me, im running 0n empty .. y0u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; r0ck my stable life like hell, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; then just simply g0es away, with0ut even l00k backk. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; during that pr0cess, i've l0st my s0ul.. s0me part 0f me, that is just s0 imp0rtant .. the essential thing 0f being human.. my heart.. i didnt really l0st it, i just , it just seems s0 hard t0 trust..s0me pe0ple have 70% 0f trust, 0thers perhaps 50% ..? but me, im running 0n empty .. y0u guys.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2804587993754414131?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2804587993754414131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/06/everything-seems-s0-fragile-then-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2804587993754414131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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burn&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I like&lt;br /&gt;The way it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-3487756894910766768?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3487756894910766768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-gonna-stand-there-and-watch-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3487756894910766768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3487756894910766768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; he also gave us the capacity t0 l0ve,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0 want t0 t0uch each 0ther,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0 want t0 kn0w that y0ur heartbeats accelerating with excitement whenever i l00k at y0u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; y0u're trying t0 make it s0 much harder and m0re c0mplicated as if its n0t en0ugh that all 0f humanity c0mplicates it already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0 l0ve is als0 t0 accept rejecti0n..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0 understand that y0u're g0ing t0 get hurt, y0u're g0ing t0 suffer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y0u're g0ing t0 cry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0day y0u marry &amp;amp;&amp;amp; y0u live happily ever after? false!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bec0use if i've learned s0mething after all 0f these years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"n0thing Last f0rever.."~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4776022174485045357?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4776022174485045357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/06/ey-alaaa-cut-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4776022174485045357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4776022174485045357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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ley..hehehehs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i d0nt even kn0w why im here in the first place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the tut0rial r00m is freaking c0ld lei!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn c0ld!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shivering fr0m just n0w sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haaiisshh, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; damn n0isy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haaaaaaaiiiiiii..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cnt wait t0 get 0ut fr0m here.. :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i miss th0se w0rds, "lets get y0u 0ut fr0m here.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want it s00 baaaaaad.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suddenly feels like crying right n0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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ME..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-453169269200668031</id><published>2010-05-08T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T10:39:19.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS NICE TO KNOW, THAT PEOPLE ARE DYING EVERYWHERE, EVERY MINUTE &amp;&amp; IM ENJOYING EVERY SECOND OF IT.. :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Umii, it seems that just yesterday i was lying 0n y0ur lap &amp;amp;&amp;amp; y0u was playing, caressing my hair, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i was 0nly 5 years 0ld.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; in tw0 days, in 0nly tw0 days time, i'll be 18.. 0mg, h0w time flies!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;h0w i miss the 0ld times, when y0u really pampers me.. sh0wering me with all y0ur l0ve.. me, the inn0cent, angelic me, wh0 still s0 pure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the me, wh0 0nly with y0ur gaze will be shaking fr0m head t0 t0e with fright..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the me, wh0 fr0m day t0 night will listen t0 y0u, 0nly t0 y0u, n0t t0 this satan-w0rshipper musician..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the me, wh0 really, truly respect y0u &amp;amp;&amp;amp; really mean it, with my acti0n..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;umii, y0u'll be w0ndering.. where's yaya'd g0ne t0..? where's my lil 0l yaya'd dissapeared? the 0ne i'd raised her t0 be..? the 0ne i watched 0ver her sleeping when she'd her nightmares, waking up in the middle 0f the night crying..? the 0ne i take care 0f when she fell ill &amp;amp;&amp;amp; cant evn swall0w the rice p0rridge i c00k f0r her..? the 0ne i kissed her f0rehead when she went back h0me crying when she fell d0wn her bike f0r the first time she tried t0 ride 0n 0ne..? umii, y0u must want that yaya right..? wh0 always s0 happy.. c0nstantly laughing.. even at the lame-est j0ke ever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;umii, i want t0 g0 back in time..we've been s0 happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;umii, i miss y0u.. i really am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n0w suddenly, i feels like running t0 y0u &amp;amp;&amp;amp; hug you.. hug y0u s0 tightly.. when i came back h0me fr0m w0rk just n0w, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; l00king at y0u, the sleeping y0u.. i felt like crying.. y0u l00k s0 peaceful, umii..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; unbelievably beautiful.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; y0u're sleeping s0 s0undly &amp;amp;&amp;amp; in bliss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please wake up umii.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; tell me that y0u'll never leave me! ahh, im s0 scared right n0w.. umii, mayb, im the w0rst daughter ever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i kn0w, y0u l0ve me, right umii.. it just that y0u're dissap0inted in me.. bt i need t0 tell y0u umii, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; mayb, i'll never have en0ugh c0urage 0r i'll ever tell y0u.. i really l0ve y0u, l0ve y0u s0 muchh.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; give me the chance t0 fullfil my resp0nsibility as a daughter &amp;amp;&amp;amp; take care 0f y0u, f0rever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;f0rever &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ever.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;happy m0ther's day umii..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please d0nt ever ever leave me, umii.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i l0ve y0u, f0rever.. f0rever &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ever.. :'))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-453169269200668031?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1701223215192013441</id><published>2010-05-05T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T10:28:08.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LETS G0 T0 A PLACE WHERE IT IS ALL SIMPLER THAN THIS..~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; There c0mes the time, im scared 0f the blackness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the blackness 0f the beautiful night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the blackness 0f my 0wn r00m..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; simply the blackness 0f my 0wn fear, being al0ne..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im n0t relevant anym0re..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;idk D, i've bec0me m0re sensitive n0wadays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like i feels that the wh0le w0rld is picking a fight with me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me against the wh0le w0rld..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant get chided, even a lil..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG.. -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1701223215192013441?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1701223215192013441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-g0-t0-place-where-it-is-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1701223215192013441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1701223215192013441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-g0-t0-place-where-it-is-all.html' title='LETS G0 T0 A PLACE WHERE IT IS ALL SIMPLER THAN THIS..~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-6993000417478836012</id><published>2010-04-30T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T05:50:43.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AFTER I'VE L0ST S0METHING, 0NLY THEN I REALISE, THAT WE'RE SPECIAL..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; D.. i'm feeling awwful right n0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've just w0ke up fr0m my sleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'd an awful nightmare..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very very awful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i w0ke up in tears..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; its very heart-wrenching..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i d0nt wanna g0 back t0 sleep anym0re..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Bad dreams Bad dreams g0 away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sweet dreams sweet dreams here t0 stay.." x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've t0 d0 it 3 times before it really works.. -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i d0nt believe in it just s0 u kn0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Rand0m.. i heard this s0mewhere..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-6993000417478836012?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6993000417478836012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-ive-l0st-s0mething-0nly-then-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6993000417478836012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6993000417478836012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/after-ive-l0st-s0mething-0nly-then-i.html' title='AFTER I&apos;VE L0ST S0METHING, 0NLY THEN I REALISE, THAT WE&apos;RE SPECIAL..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-439493886540972690</id><published>2010-04-29T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T08:13:10.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DREAMIIINNGG, &amp;&amp; IM FALLING..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; It seems, it was just yesterday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Th0se days are g0ne &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it was just mem0ries..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-439493886540972690?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/439493886540972690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/dreamiiinngg-im-falling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/439493886540972690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/439493886540972690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/dreamiiinngg-im-falling.html' title='DREAMIIINNGG, &amp;&amp; IM FALLING..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-5966473117410910938</id><published>2010-04-26T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:58:19.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CAN WE PRETEND THAT AIRPLANES IN THE NIGHT SKY LIKE SHOOTING STARS, I CAN REALLY USE A WISH RIGHT NOW..~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Heys D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its raining cats &amp;amp;&amp;amp; dogs here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kinda like the wet weather..its s0 c00ling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the chill, even after the rains..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its kinda makes my day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya kn0w D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'd a shitty day yesterday..with abii, with umiii..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt t0day, they all act as if yesterday didnt even exist..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its kinda suckks.. ya kn0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after all the yelling.. the stares.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the 'l00k'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l00king at me, as if i've dissap0inted them big time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;th0se eyes, i can never ever forget them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya kn0w after the big, huge ruckus..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ran away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ran away fr0m them, fr0m 'h0me', fr0m everything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just walked, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; walked..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; walked 0n by..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; atlast, i reached my 'sp0t'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the l0nely park..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just sat there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;f0r h0urs &amp;amp;&amp;amp; h0urs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just sat there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stare int0 n0thingness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared, 0f myself..when i've s0mething g00d, i feel c0mpelled t0 destr0y it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared, i've already destr0y it ya kn0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the trust, the 'family'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i kn0w, umiii, abiii, felt utterly dissap0inted in me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; they never feels the same f0r me again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i d0nt even kn0w if they still l0ve me, if it really exist..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; they 0nly kn0w like a part 0f me, 0nly A part 0f the real me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its ugly, inside, ya kn0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll never c0me 0ut, i swear.. bec0use they are like my family ya kn0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its hard t0 be ar0und pe0ple ya kn0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; they are like the 0nly pe0ple im c0mf0rtable be ar0und with..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O God, if l0ve &amp;amp;&amp;amp; happiness really exist , in this Real World, please let it stay.. Right Here, Right n0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-5966473117410910938?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5966473117410910938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-we-pretend-that-airplanes-in-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5966473117410910938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5966473117410910938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-we-pretend-that-airplanes-in-night.html' title='CAN WE PRETEND THAT AIRPLANES IN THE NIGHT SKY LIKE SHOOTING STARS, I CAN REALLY USE A WISH RIGHT NOW..~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8839591801537987311</id><published>2010-04-25T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:12:15.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FMLFMLFMLFMLFMLFMLFMLFMLFML!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Fuck My Life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aaaaarrrgggggghhhhh!!!!!!! im s0 s0 s0 mad right n0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TsskkTsskkTsskk :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D.. talk t0 me D.. i nid s0me0ne t0 talk t0.. Why is it s0 hard t0 live D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; why is it, it is s0 fucking Damn hard t0 understand me..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why abii..? why umii..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just fucking understand me, will ya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; trust me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is it s0 damn hard..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i d0nt ask f0r y0ur attenti0n..i kn0w it already, i w0nt get it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt just fucking trust me!! will ya..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; d0nt judge me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; never ever ever ever c0mpare me with them!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im n0t y0ur 0ther children.. im me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y0u 0nly have 0ne hidayah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0nly 0ne..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i kn0w it already..im different..im the bad 0ne..im the r0tten 0ne..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt.. umiii, abiii.. im still so y0ung..s0 very y0ung.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; still c0nfuse..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt 0ne thing im certain ab0ut.. i l0ve y0u guys..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l0ve y0u guys very much..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; this wik, is such a shitty wik..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cnt believe it, its already been 0ne wik, since schl re0pens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;uurghh.. 3 pr0j!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cnt believe it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feels like killin myself right now.. -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8839591801537987311?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8839591801537987311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/fmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8839591801537987311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8839591801537987311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/fmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfmlfml.html' title='FMLFMLFMLFMLFMLFMLFMLFMLFML!!!!!!'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-7800608650099705082</id><published>2010-04-01T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T06:10:37.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM NOT READY TO LOST YOU, BT I DONT EVEN GOT THE CHANCE TO SAY THAT..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;atlast.. D, atlast..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he say it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"n0, i trust y0u n0 m0re..ever since that day.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, he didnt say it t0 my face..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when he said that.. its kinda give me this sinking feeling..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like my heart sank in.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; then *speechless*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt then, aba.. i kn0w, why..bec0use its simply, i misplaced ur trust..i d0nt blame y0u..its my fault..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im s0rry.. i'd rather y0u spank me, 0r hit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just d0nt give me this silent punishment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-7800608650099705082?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7800608650099705082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-not-ready-to-lost-you-bt-i-dont-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7800608650099705082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7800608650099705082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-not-ready-to-lost-you-bt-i-dont-even.html' title='IM NOT READY TO LOST YOU, BT I DONT EVEN GOT THE CHANCE TO SAY THAT..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2761546381726256842</id><published>2010-03-22T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:47:05.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEING IN DENIAL, WILL IT HELP..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dearr D,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya kn0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;atlast! atlast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've t0ld lala..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;awww, she is such a sweetheart~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya kn0w what!! i just feels like screaming right n0w!!! have i really l0st my mind D..? :'((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im angry right n0w!!! im really am!!, bt D,i d0nt know, wh0 im being angry with..with myself..? bt damnit D! i didnt asked t0 be like this..t0 feel like this.. why 0 why..?~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im a h0peless case am i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, D.. ya kn0w, im s0 glad i've Lala as my friend.. she really didnt freak 0ut 0r anything.. bt, she.. ya kn0w what she said..? hahahs! she t0tally think that its just my mentality.. she said that if i think im really am, then i'll really be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"dyh, kal0 k0 slalu pikir macam g2..begituulaaa yg akan terjadi.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really..?? really D..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya kn0w D..wh0 needs a life..?? when what we're seeing is n0t real..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i 0nly believe it if i see it with my eyes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can feel it in my hands..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l0ve..? i can't see it..i cant feel it..it just left a tingling feeling in my heart &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it just pass me by..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it just pass me by...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2761546381726256842?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2761546381726256842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-in-denial-will-it-help.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2761546381726256842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2761546381726256842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-in-denial-will-it-help.html' title='BEING IN DENIAL, WILL IT HELP..?'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8543998033713332108</id><published>2010-03-13T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:01:08.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF YOUR HEART IS COLD, MY SHEETS ARE WARM..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Deaaaar D,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heyya! XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im nuts, aint i..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ermm, ya kn0w D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just n0w i've been thinking.. if i d0nt have anything t0 d0, i'll think..t00 much thinking is bad f0r y0ur health, ya kn0w D..hehe..s0 well, this th0ught pass me by..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is n0thing but a cycle, hmm D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyday is just a repetiti0n 0f any 0ther day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;every day y0u'll be d0ing the same thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y0u'll eat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drink,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;breath~ Duhh.. -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the same 0l' thing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; 0f c0z, hehe, s0lat.. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; ya kn0w D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have y0u ever've any regrets..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya kn0w, last night, at ab0ut 3am, i asked myself that question..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"dyh, f0r all these 17 years y0u've lived, l00king back, d0 you've any regrets..?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thinking back, thinking hard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it t00k me a l0ng time f0r me t0 answer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i smiled t0 myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"n0..i d0nt have any regrets.. ya kn0w, f0r all these years.. i've always been given tw0 ch0ice, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the decisi0n is always mine..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; t0 me, my decisi0n is always the best 0r sec0nd best, f0ll0wing my idi0tic head 0r my em0ti0nal heart..s0 i d0nt have any regrets.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; y0u kn0w D, all these years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's always s0me0ne f0r me t0 c0nsult in when i d0nt kn0w where t0 g0, which directi0n sh0uld i f0ll0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Umi&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Aba.. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8543998033713332108?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8543998033713332108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-your-heart-is-cold-my-sheets-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8543998033713332108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8543998033713332108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-your-heart-is-cold-my-sheets-are.html' title='IF YOUR HEART IS COLD, MY SHEETS ARE WARM..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8812162460122184355</id><published>2010-03-13T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T21:44:32.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAUSE, I KNOW THAT YOU KNOW, YOU'RE ALL OVER ME NOW.. XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; In the space between what's right and wr0ng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y0u'll find me right here waiting f0r y0u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all y0ur f0rtresses g0 d0wn in the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0 the dawn i'll see y0u thr0ugh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8812162460122184355?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8812162460122184355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/cause-i-know-that-you-know-youre-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8812162460122184355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8812162460122184355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/cause-i-know-that-you-know-youre-all.html' title='CAUSE, I KNOW THAT YOU KNOW, YOU&apos;RE ALL OVER ME NOW.. XD'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4898027912505869201</id><published>2010-03-09T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T05:06:30.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEYYY PAPA, CAN Y0U HEAARR MEEE..??~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Deaaar D,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahh..al0t 0f things happened t0 me, ya kn0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till i d0nt kn0w where t0 start..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt ya kn0w D,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've start j0gging..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeaa, its n0t that i've gr0wn fat 0r s0mething..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahs..bt i do've gain s0me weight..XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt i'm n0t a m0rning pers0n, s0 i jog late at night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its n0t that late..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its ar0und 8+ t0 9+..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared to jog that late,myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, its just i l0ike t0 run.. i cant think when i run..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i l0ike my sweaty self..hehe seeexxxaaayy..XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n0w, whenever i need to 'runaway'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i run, 0r yea, listen to music..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats my only escapade..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt its very peaceful, ya kn0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially the place where i jog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the tranquility..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like im the 0nly pers0n alive whenever im there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4898027912505869201?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4898027912505869201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/heyyy-papa-can-y0u-heaarr-meee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4898027912505869201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4898027912505869201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/heyyy-papa-can-y0u-heaarr-meee.html' title='HEYYY PAPA, CAN Y0U HEAARR MEEE..??~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-6395131487376012463</id><published>2010-03-03T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:48:17.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Phiiiiiieeeeeew!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at last &amp;amp;&amp;amp; alassst..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EXAM DABESSSHH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGOMGOMG..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK GOD.. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nak blang tuu je..hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;papai..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-6395131487376012463?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6395131487376012463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/phiiiiiieeeeeew-at-last-alassst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6395131487376012463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6395131487376012463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/03/phiiiiiieeeeeew-at-last-alassst.html' title=''/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1884171401528642665</id><published>2010-02-17T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T07:29:48.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~HANDS SEALED WITH KISS~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; so the little infant fell int0 a deep sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;among Grey ashes in the flames,Shining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, 0ne then tw0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Surfaces, numer0us 0f y0ur faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A th0usand dreams trickle back t0 Earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0n the night when the silver eyes were trembling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the Shining y0u was b0rn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acr0ss milli0n 0f years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the prayers have already returned back t0 earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll c0ntinue t0 pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please best0w up0n this child,my l0ve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;up0n 0ur j0ined hands,leave a gentle kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll c0ntinue t0 pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1884171401528642665?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1884171401528642665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1884171401528642665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1884171401528642665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='~*~HANDS SEALED WITH KISS~*~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-6171025011994386540</id><published>2010-02-16T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T08:22:51.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>**IT'S NOT EN0UGH, &amp;&amp; IT'LL NEVER BE ENOUGH..***</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;**MUMMY.. L00KING AT ME,TELL ME WHADDYA SEE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES, I'VE LOST MY MIND..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DADDY.. L00KING AT ME,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WILL I EVER BE FREE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE I CROSSED THE LINE?***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh, D? ya kn0w,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've ever asked myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what exactly life wants with me? i kn0w the reas0n why we're here,i kn0w it already..i've been taught ab0ut it even bef0re i kn0w h0w to talk..but putting the religi0us stuff aside..i've been searching f0r s0mething but even myself, me, i d0nt kn0w what i've been l00king f0r, a certain answer &amp;amp;&amp;amp; even at night, with0ut realising it..i've p0ndering ab0ut it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe, its true..i've a certain issue with myself.. -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i've en0ugh ya kn0w, they keep telling me that these all are just a phase..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it'll g0 away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i'll just have t0 let it g0 huhh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but ya kn0w D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;s0metimes when i'm 0utside, i f0und myself l00king f0r y0u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im s0me0ne wh0'll never let g0 huhh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahs.. -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-6171025011994386540?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6171025011994386540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-en0ugh-ill-never-be-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6171025011994386540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6171025011994386540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-en0ugh-ill-never-be-enough.html' title='**IT&apos;S NOT EN0UGH, &amp;&amp; IT&apos;LL NEVER BE ENOUGH..***'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8266977749611093867</id><published>2010-02-11T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T06:30:17.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~Ooo, WANNA SUFFOCATE, NO MORE..~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; **It feels like the End..**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahah! exaggerating as usual uhkk yaya..hahahs:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haish, everytime, when the exam is c0ming,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll feel l0ike this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my head'll spin,i'll have a nasty nasty headache..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my stomach'll twist in pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it feels like there's a knife,a serrated knife stabbing my heart again &amp;amp;&amp;amp; again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;leaves me tattered &amp;amp;&amp;amp; t0rn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8266977749611093867?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8266977749611093867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/ooo-wanna-suffocate-no-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8266977749611093867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8266977749611093867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/ooo-wanna-suffocate-no-more.html' title='~*~Ooo, WANNA SUFFOCATE, NO MORE..~*~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8445375265479388471</id><published>2010-02-07T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:26:01.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~ NO MORE YOU,WHAT IMMA GONNA DO..? ~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Hmm, typical sunday m0rning..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0thers w0uld m0st pr0bably be at 0rchard..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dating.. watching m0vies 0r s0mething..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh, im such a h0mey pers0n..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me? i prefer lazing r0und at h0me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the 0nly time i can slip in all day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;w00h00!:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye! ZzzzZzz~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8445375265479388471?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8445375265479388471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-more-youwhat-imma-gonna-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8445375265479388471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8445375265479388471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-more-youwhat-imma-gonna-do.html' title='~*~ NO MORE YOU,WHAT IMMA GONNA DO..? ~*~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-7021568618267316406</id><published>2010-02-03T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:14:38.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*~ YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME~*~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im Daamnn B0red!!! mama, help me..~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Save me fr0m this b0redom! ughh.. -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTF? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dammmnn B0redd, s0 0ut of b0red0m, i bang my head against the keyb0ard &amp;amp;&amp;amp; d0 the bangra dance!! ahh..wth.. -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll always bull-shitting when im b0red..so put up with me yea..uhuhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suddenly feels like talking ab0ut first l0ve..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..cnt believe my first l0ve breaks my heart t0 pieces..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crussheed it, trampled on it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haissh..s0metimes guys are just s0 s0 s0 hard t0 understand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt wth, i've forgotten b0ut it anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've m0ve 0n, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; then i met you.. *winx*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still remember, what you said t0 me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You want my Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My future,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My present,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've to accept &amp;amp;&amp;amp; f0rget b0ut my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Past.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; Right now, i cant f0rget MY past..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never can i walk to the MY future..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never Can I M0ve 0n..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But wth -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sh0uldnt be w0rrying b0ut that n0w, cn w0rry b0ut it later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what sh0uld i d0 now, D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my exams are just ar0und the c0rner..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; serious shit! i've n0t prepare f0r it yet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea Rite, Early-Preparation= Yaya???!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~Pigs, Goats, Dogs, Cats, Lamps, TV can fly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*bangs head against the keyboard,again..*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ara, im not that bad..hehe:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahahh!! bt, all my projs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-my programming proj, yurpie, i've present it already..hehehe:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*thumbs-up!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- my-nt-wrking-PCB-dingd0ngbellcircuit-finally-wrking!!!g0nna hand it in t0 teacher t0m0r0..!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*tw0 thumbs-up!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-my creativity pr0j, present it already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*three thumbs-up,using my-left-foot-thumb-t00!!!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahas..s0, all th0se bala'-g0ne!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dissapears int0 thin air..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, s0 g0nna study real hard, f0r my upc0ming exams..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chaiy0!!yaya!!chionggg!!! *y0ssh!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;say it t0 me D,"y0u can d0 it, Yaya..Becouse, its y0u.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-7021568618267316406?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7021568618267316406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-know-you-love-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7021568618267316406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7021568618267316406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-know-you-love-me.html' title='~*~ YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME~*~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-6770726003573496297</id><published>2010-02-03T06:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T08:28:07.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED ALLAH IN MY LYYFEE~ &amp;&amp;&amp; I NEED HYYM THE MOST RIGHT NOW~~~:''((((</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~WISHING THAT HEROES, THEY TRULY EXIST~*~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"T0 hell, with all the stares..th0se pe0ple gave us..they're just jealous &amp;amp;&amp;amp; g0t no life.." Ooo, h0w i l0ng to hear th0se w0rds again D,.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just n0w, with0ut realising it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just crushed s0me0ne hearts t0 pieces..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He'd sacrificed al0t f0r me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt,Opps,i did it again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've really to watch my temper &amp;amp;&amp;amp; keep it in check.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gt issues with it,Damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like hell, Lyfe is beautifull D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But D, i've been searching for peace, t0night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;th0ught that my sleeping family &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the night's tranquility would give me that, But D, it didnt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t0night is so serene..But i just feel something is amiss in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an Unsettling feeling that something is missing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like a JigsawPuzzle,with a l0t 0f h0les..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-6770726003573496297?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6770726003573496297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-allah-in-my-lyyfee-i-need-hyym.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6770726003573496297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6770726003573496297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need-allah-in-my-lyyfee-i-need-hyym.html' title='I NEED ALLAH IN MY LYYFEE~ &amp;&amp;&amp; I NEED HYYM THE MOST RIGHT NOW~~~:&apos;&apos;(((('/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-5484668860469433675</id><published>2010-01-27T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T07:36:34.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D.. THERE ARE TIMES, I JUST PANIC &amp;&amp; SO SO SCARED THAT I JUST WISHED THAT I JUST LAY DOWN &amp;&amp; DIED..~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~TAKE ALL OF MY PAINS AWAY,D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOGETHER WITH ALL OF MY MEMORIES,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY JOY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY HAPPINESS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COZ, I DONT NEED ALL THAT WHEN WHAT IM FEELING RIGHT NOW IS ONLY UNHAPPINESS~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Just n0w, its s0 cha0tic!!! there's a labtest &amp;amp;&amp;amp; me N ika, we panic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we d0nt kn0w what the hell is going 0n..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; lucky~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just n0w labtest is kinda familiar with the lab last wk, s0 ~lucky!!*peace*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..bt still we're like the last 0ne t0 finisshh bt heck-care!!at least we finishhh it,right D??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; damnitt, t0m0r0 we're g0nna have thisss BIG quiz that c0ntribute upt0 20% t0 0ur 0verall marks at the end 0f 0ur semm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhk, shhaiisshh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; u kn0w, satuuu balaa' aruu lepass!!! we just had 0ur presentati0n for 0ur creativity pr0j!!! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; its a success!!! bt i think i w0nt ace my creativity this sem.. :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i skippd a l0t 0f class &amp;amp;&amp;amp; lec this sem!!!haiisshh..kinda regret it n0w..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thinkk my attendance-20%, i got 0!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u knw y D..? c0z everytime we 'cab0tt' our class, tcher will deductt 10% from our 20%, s0 just think ab0ut it huh, i 'cabott' like 8-9 times already..hmmphh..dont even need a calculat0r..hahs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yaya!!! w0t happen t0 y0u this semm..???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmpphh..letss C..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im very busy these past few days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-a minipr0j, for my programming..its 0ur final sem proj &amp;amp;&amp;amp; its a big one!! if i flunked this one- i 0fficially fail this m0dule..'ve to retake it next sem..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i've to rush it 0ut- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as-usual-a-last-min-girl-i-am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'ve to present it to teacher next tues..haiishh =_=''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-PCB-prototyping, a pr0j t00..bt g0nna d0 it 0nly t0m0r0.. as in only Start d0ing it t0m0r0  -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ape nak jadie!!!yaya!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-my elective pr0j..its a gr0up pr0j by the way, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; im in Thinking Skills &amp;amp;&amp;amp; pr0blem s0lving.. im just l0ikke a sleeping partner, didnt evenn inv0lve in this 0ne..haiishh, i just nt g00d in teamw0rkk..ahhs~Bt WTHH huhh D..d0nt even care t0 get inv0lve in..they're d0ing fine with0ut me btw..hahs.. =_=''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the last 0ne, the c0ming examination!! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; yeahh, this is the biggestt &amp;amp;&amp;amp; kepale bapakk &amp;amp;&amp;amp; datokk for all the pr0blems 0f all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*W0t t0king y0u,yaya?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;h0w i wisshh, my elective teach me h0w t0 s0lve this pr0blem 0f mine,yeahh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-5484668860469433675?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5484668860469433675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-there-are-times-i-just-panic-so-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5484668860469433675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5484668860469433675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/d-there-are-times-i-just-panic-so-so.html' title='D.. THERE ARE TIMES, I JUST PANIC &amp;&amp; SO SO SCARED THAT I JUST WISHED THAT I JUST LAY DOWN &amp;&amp; DIED..~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-844081349426417122</id><published>2010-01-16T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T07:19:31.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~MY MOON BELONGS TO YOUR SUN..~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~i just wanna recognise ur beauty is not just a mask~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, it seems that all my friends are giving Up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they all seems to give Up with this Life..Whats up with that..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, is it Okay..to just gave up &amp;amp;&amp;amp; lay back, just watch as the stars collide infr0nt 0f y0u..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; d0 n0thing at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, h0w can??whres the will &amp;amp;&amp;amp; strength t0 g0 0n with this life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where d0es it lead to??where will it lead us to??!! d???!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D.. i'd a huge fight, with Bernie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my p0ly friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to me, as a matter 0f fact, im not in the wr0ng, at all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im inn0cent, trapped in a situation that points me as a culprit, sandwiched between friends..which way to go..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where can i g0..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;s0 i'll go my 0wn way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, ya know, its not eg0-istic 0r eg0-centric 0r anything like that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt this situation, -unreasonable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-childisshh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; so un-logical!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=bullshit.. what's upp with that??!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thts the why..haiisshh -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, enough bout that, dnt wanna cuss so much in my blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; ya kn0w D, humans are all so untrust-w0rthy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just can trust them n0 m0re..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sin is a tool, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; lies is the handle that holds them all in~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya kn0w, the terms 'whiteLies'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its the worst kind of lies~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yet, it was t0ld s0 0ften, that pe0ple believes that its definitely 0k &amp;amp;&amp;amp; n0rmal, t0 d0 that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hw can it be 0k???!!! its still a lie, damnit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-844081349426417122?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/844081349426417122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-moon-belongs-to-your-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/844081349426417122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/844081349426417122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-moon-belongs-to-your-sun.html' title='~MY MOON BELONGS TO YOUR SUN..~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1127561773327199214</id><published>2010-01-11T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T08:23:12.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~YOUR HOPES, YOU DRREAMS.. YOUR EVERYTHING..~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; ~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY ARE WE SO AMBITIOUS, IN THIS WORLD THAT IS SO VICIOUS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM JUST LOOKING FOR AN ANSWER, IN A WORLD THAT ANSWERS NONE OF THEM AT ALL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O i w0nder, is there s0mebody who stills believes in love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, its just so hard to just keep believing in something than seems non-existant..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bt D.. yesterday, somehow, Lala suddenly text me s0mething Em0-ish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yea rite, she called me Emo..wth -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she seems like giving up on life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too many just too many problems..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life is nothing bt problems right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats what u ever told me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its killing you, just to breathe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of our problems, burdens In Life will only dissapear, when we breath our last..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats what you told me right..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lala told me that i've a very sweet life, a loving &amp;amp;&amp;amp; caring family.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; she'd none of that, For 17 years, she'd lived this life without love from her family.. A place she called home, bt is nothing bt only walls,that can keep her safe from burglars, rooftops, that can only keep her from the scorching sun &amp;amp;&amp;amp; rains.. bt what she needs, she really-really needs..is nowhere to be found in that 'home'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she told me that im very fortunate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all this life, she've been frantically looking for, searching for, even a glimpse of love, she can get..bt she gets nothing at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im very lucky right D..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bt D, can someone love..? feels fortunate that she's been loved..? when she didnt believe in it..? can that LOVE reach her heart, when her heart is nothing bt an empty shell, that is void of love..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes right D, someone can be very desperate-in search of True Love.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; they will feel very content &amp;amp;&amp;amp; will desperately hang on to some temporary shelters that will only crushed them &amp;amp;&amp;amp; left them all tattered &amp;amp;&amp;amp; torn with damaged hearts that will took them their whole life to heal it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a Sad Sad life, Right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1127561773327199214?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1127561773327199214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-hopes-you-drreams-your-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1127561773327199214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1127561773327199214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-hopes-you-drreams-your-everything.html' title='~YOUR HOPES, YOU DRREAMS.. YOUR EVERYTHING..~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-7505301539784950068</id><published>2010-01-10T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T06:30:25.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~HMM..I GUESS ITS TOO LATE FOR ME TO WISH U GUYS HAPPPPY NEWWWW YEAR!!!:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  ~Is there s0meb0dy, wh0 stills believes in l0ve..?~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhh, its been a l0ng time huhh D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehs..:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, hell0!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..im s0 s0 stressSsSsSs rite now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;urgghhh, ever-piling pr0jects!!! + the c0ming lab test = MADNESS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahahs:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared, my brain cant take the stress &amp;amp;&amp;amp; damage into nothingness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; tadah! Brainless Yayayaya..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ughhh, when the stress is piling up, i almost forgot engliss..wahahas -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yea rite, wth..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm, bt im really scared D, these things, all these things is all new to me, my parents hope, Dreams &amp;amp;&amp;amp; everything , i carry them on my shoulder..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u know, the last time, if i messed up, at my last school..its kinda ok, ya know, mayb, cos the fees is not that high..nt that expensive ya know, bt this time, if i messed up, OMGOMGOMG!! wow! ya know, with greater achievement we've,there's always comes a bigger responsibility, with every age we live..as long as the clock is ticking, the time is moving forward.. there's always time i fell down, i fell down so hard.. so hard, i feel like i cant get back up, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; at that time i thinks about giving up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt then i remember, that's not how im raised, umie never teaches me about giving up..i used to look up to that love..i look up to umie &amp;amp;&amp;amp; aba, no matter how sad or disheartened i am to this vicious world, whenever i'm reminded that whenever i'll going home to umie &amp;amp;&amp;amp; aba, it perks me up..cheer me up instantly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya know D, i always, always pray that they wont leave..~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-7505301539784950068?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7505301539784950068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmi-guess-its-too-late-for-me-to-wish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7505301539784950068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7505301539784950068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2010/01/hmmi-guess-its-too-late-for-me-to-wish.html' title='~HMM..I GUESS ITS TOO LATE FOR ME TO WISH U GUYS HAPPPPY NEWWWW YEAR!!!:))'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4825907447123969550</id><published>2009-12-21T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T09:01:47.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~HE ATE MY HEART~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Msn-ing with iqah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs..den she told me its been a long tyme since..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya horr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i totally forgot!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wahahas..u've been forgotten..wht telah happen,D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,its scary.. huh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whn i realise tht our memory is fading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cnt even remember ur face tht much anymore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been like what..?2 yrs already huh,D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;niwei...i'd a lot of fun web-cam-ing with iqahh n nad!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;misshhh them so muchhh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~lalalalalallala~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4825907447123969550?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4825907447123969550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-ate-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4825907447123969550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4825907447123969550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/12/he-ate-my-heart.html' title='~HE ATE MY HEART~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-464007909202662184</id><published>2009-11-25T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T07:23:46.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; heys D! hehes:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,apparently, just finished watching 'triangle' movie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow!!! at first i thought the movie could be a decent one!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt actually, its great!!!mind-****ing great dude!!!hehs:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahs...well,actually today itself is-not-so-great day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;idk why D..it just that,im laughing,giggling..bt i didnt really had fun,today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes right D, i dont know what i wants in life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yeah, today, im tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again..im always tired,idk know why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, D..i've been having gastric pains, again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been a long time since i'd one ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,it was like what, 2,3 years already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt Darn! its really hurts sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it hurts till i puke..vomits i mean..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; its getting nastier by days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no breakfast=gastric pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;late lunch=gastric pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;late dinner=gastric pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;late supper=gastric pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, duhh~hahahs:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what, now even my stomach wanna discipline me about punctuality &amp;amp;&amp;amp; stuff??what the heck!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'd enough of U-controlling-my-life stuff, come one..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who's in control right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really dont need people telling me what to do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiisshh..well O well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is life i guess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, D, last night, i've this lamest dream in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its very lame ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dreamt, im at the bus stop,board a bus,forgotten what's the bus number,&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i tap my ez-link card bt a beep is heard,well,its to tell people that they'd to top-up their card..so that was all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yada~that was all!!that's my dream!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how lame can it be D!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it can really be bizarre like im on top of a tower,a very tall tower, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i jumped off..what the heck!!??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs..yeah..bt D, my imagination can be very over-exagerated,there's a time,im at the bus-stop,waiting for my bus,minding my own business,&amp;amp;&amp;amp; then i saw a very big dog coming my way,towards me, a dog, a 'najis mughollazah' coming towards me!!!so i said to myself, if the dog comes any nearer, like one foot away from me, i'll kick it so hard &amp;amp;&amp;amp; when its bounce back,laying unconcious beneath me, i'll stomp on it so hard that its head will crush underneath me, its eyes probably will sprung out from its eye-socket &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it'll probably be a bloodbath &amp;amp;&amp;amp; bloods flowing out from its body &amp;amp;&amp;amp; my feet will stain with its blood..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; then the owner probably will look at me unbelieve-ably,eyes wide open,jaws wide open too..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; maybe there'll be tears flowing down her chin..then she'll like break down in front of me..crying for her lost..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then after that,i'll be on my way to the police,for murdering-intentionally a dog,probably a bitch..coz we'll never know the gender of that thing..untill unless mayb u're dog specialist..?hahs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then i cant go to jail-underage,so maybe i'll be sent to the girls home..bt i killed a dog right..??nt some human-being so my mistake is not that huge, so maybe,i'll just be under probation or something..then the next thing is, i saw that dog walk pass by me,serenely..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yeah, PAAP!!im back, to this world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; wow!!!what a wild imagination!!hahs:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-464007909202662184?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/464007909202662184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/heys-d-hehes-wellapparently-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/464007909202662184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/464007909202662184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/heys-d-hehes-wellapparently-just.html' title=''/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-5500775338244373871</id><published>2009-11-11T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T08:16:08.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN,WIRE-WRAPPING SUCKS BIG TIME!!IM FREAKING HATE IT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; damn it, D! walliou!!haiishh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im damn tired sia, can life be this tiring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been a long time since i've a long deep &amp;amp;&amp;amp; late slip..haishh..im a darn late waker ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my average waking time is 2 pm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt haish..:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya know, my sis just told me a bitter truth..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she said,i've to cut down drinking green tea coz it contains some chemical that kills a certain cells in my body &amp;amp;&amp;amp; its like a slow death..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt ya know,i'll die without greentea,instantly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so how..?a slowdeath or an instant one..?hahahs:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im out 24/7..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wk days, im schling, wk ends, working!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant believe it myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im this hardwrking maa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt the economy financial force me to this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cnt believe it affects my family, darn! it affects everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; D, hw can i ever be happy,this way..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..yeah,whatever..right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is living this life,its purpose is to be happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya know,the differences between u &amp;amp;&amp;amp; me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've a purpose of life..i've a reason to be living here,in this world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sole reason/purpose of my existance here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u kept telling me, that the purpose of ur life is hard to find..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt mine,its crystal clear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt ya know my problem is..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i keep denying it,ignoring it &amp;amp;&amp;amp; forgetting it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; sometimes, i hesitates against it!masyalaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt ya know, its like this everytime,everytime when i like wanna overstep a certain boundaries,the 'yellow-line', there'll be something pulling me back &amp;amp;&amp;amp; guess what it is,D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 lil words,'A-B-A'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like his word drilled in my mind &amp;amp;&amp;amp; etched in my heart sia..hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know why,bt everyday when before im going to schl or work,he'll always without fail remind me of Him..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; even there's one time,i'd 'pajamas party' at Lala's house, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; crashed there, he gimme a wake-up call to perform my morning prayer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya know, all this life,he's always been there for me..ya know D,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've always been surrounded by my family..they're always there ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i wake-up every morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i come home after a tedious day at schl/work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i lazing around at home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can i ever live without them, D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the day,they're gone,so do i..:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;an empty shell i'll become..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they're my hands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my legs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they're not a part of me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the whole lot of me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-5500775338244373871?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5500775338244373871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/damnwire-wrapping-sucks-big-timeim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5500775338244373871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5500775338244373871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/damnwire-wrapping-sucks-big-timeim.html' title='DAMN,WIRE-WRAPPING SUCKS BIG TIME!!IM FREAKING HATE IT!!!'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-501873996220022160</id><published>2009-11-05T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T07:09:51.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE LAST MINUTE GIRL I AM~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; haisshh..Im so stress!!!Guess what D, sometimes i think im so clever i simply amaze myself!!!hahaha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow, we're having maths quiz, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; yea right, i havent even starts anything yet~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; dont 'pandang hine' at this quizs, it actually contribute up to 20% to our Grades at the end of our sem! wow!! it can really pull me down sia, if i ever Goofy-ing around!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; D, just now, out of nowhere Cherry cried..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; like a stupiiid idiot,i just look at her..dont know what to do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she cried bitterly &amp;amp;&amp;amp; pitifully..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really dont know what to do in a situation like that..-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; D, i think right my memory is failing me~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i once had this great memory ya know, i can remember things easily &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it'll last like what, forever..bt now..i forgets things easily &amp;amp;&amp;amp; sometimes i've to jot it down..'Alamak!!kecikk2 da nyanyok!!??'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-501873996220022160?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/501873996220022160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-minute-girl-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/501873996220022160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/501873996220022160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/11/last-minute-girl-i-am.html' title='THE LAST MINUTE GIRL I AM~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-5020873446763100097</id><published>2009-10-28T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T09:09:29.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~SOMETIMES,IM JUST TOO TIRED..I CANT BE BOTHERED ANYMORE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"LEAVE ME ALONE", "YOU ARE ALREADY ALONE.." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uwaah!! so so tired sia..hahas..dOnt know why..having a bad flu!!&lt;br /&gt;sial laa..haiishh..well, FYI, schl reOpens already!! its been a wk since..&lt;br /&gt;its not that im lazy or something but, damn it! im busy sia..&lt;br /&gt;haissh.. dont know why..&lt;br /&gt;im freaking hate schl, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; its official!!&lt;br /&gt;i hate my elective!! Damn it!!&lt;br /&gt;its not that i chose it anyways, but i thought mayb i would come to like it ya know,in times..bt..its only been a wk, so mayb, give it some time ya, yaya..&lt;br /&gt;anyways D, U ever told me that, all ppl are bound to change right?&lt;br /&gt;one of my friend, told me that im changed.. -_-''&lt;br /&gt;is it..? i dont feel anything..bt D, if im changed..im not me anymore right..? im the totally another person, its like im looking at a familiar face in the mirror but she's a stranger..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Guess what D, just know i just had an earful from Aba..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"tuulaa, baek sngt!" i know you've said that, if you're here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmphh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually, alot of things have happened..untill i dont know where to start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna tell you alot of things..sometimes, when i wanna tell you..i felt like rushing to my lappy &amp;amp;&amp;amp; tell you all those stuff bt i cnt be bothered..hahas..so i saved it,making sure i make a mental note of it,bt when the time comes,it dissapeared!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually D, im very tired now..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; there's a lot of things going on in my mind that i cnt slip..bt i dont know what it is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, ya know..sometimes when you're too tired, from a whole day at schl &amp;amp;&amp;amp; when you come back home expecting peace &amp;amp;&amp;amp; quiet bt there you're,standing infront of someone that keep babbling on &amp;amp;&amp;amp; on..hw do u feel sia? i felt like i wanna explode!! shitdamnit sial!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh..:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know already..u dont have to repeat ur words right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..enough of that, there's something else i wanna tell you, hahs!are all guys stuuuupiiiiiiiid!!!they totally pisssed me off sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; D, how is it feels, to be used by someone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does it hurts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-5020873446763100097?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5020873446763100097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimesim-just-too-tiredi-cant-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5020873446763100097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5020873446763100097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimesim-just-too-tiredi-cant-be.html' title='~SOMETIMES,IM JUST TOO TIRED..I CANT BE BOTHERED ANYMORE..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-9075994148087696870</id><published>2009-10-17T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:45:15.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TRAGEDY, IT SEEMS NEVER ENDING..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; D,it seems like its getting harder to believe..in anything..evrything seems to fade in time..mayb im just getting lost in my selfish thought..but D,i wanna know what its like..to really be loved by anybody..they really loves us for what we are,not who we are..is such love really exist..it seems that they're nonexistant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just now is my sayu-est moment..i sent off two of my friends at the airport..these two friend of mine has always been with me since P1,ya know..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; like almost all of my friends cried..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But D, i felt sad too..but i dont know why, i just cant cry..my tears just didnt wanna rolls off my cheek..its just like the day my grandma die..i felt a loss but i didnt cried that day..or the day after that.. Fiz said i didnt have any feelings-unemotional..but they kept calling me Emo..hahs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah.wth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, actually i envied them..ya know, they know what they wants in this life &amp;amp;&amp;amp; they're not scared to persue them.. they can go as far as to leave all their loved ones to be able to reach their heart desires &amp;amp;&amp;amp; dreams..im not like them,ya know..i dont know what i want &amp;amp;&amp;amp; always wanted..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i always,always do things half-hearted &amp;amp;&amp;amp; if it requires sacrifices..i'll let it go or just simply forget it! im too scared to let go of some things becouse i dont wanna lose them while im on it..hahs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i dont really know what life is actually..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mayb i'll just be here forever,talking to you..under the safe zone with umi..someone with drives is really something,right D? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-9075994148087696870?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/9075994148087696870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/tragedy-it-seems-never-ending.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/9075994148087696870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/9075994148087696870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/tragedy-it-seems-never-ending.html' title='THE TRAGEDY, IT SEEMS NEVER ENDING..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-464898044064708592</id><published>2009-10-15T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T03:01:39.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW, IM BOUND TO THE LIFE YOU'D LEFT BEHIND.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I'm so tired of being here, suppressed by all my childish fears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your presence still lingers here and it won't leave me alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-464898044064708592?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/464898044064708592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/now-im-bound-to-life-youd-left-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/464898044064708592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/464898044064708592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/now-im-bound-to-life-youd-left-behind.html' title='NOW, IM BOUND TO THE LIFE YOU&apos;D LEFT BEHIND.'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-3441025216918623519</id><published>2009-10-08T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:14:58.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK AT ME, &amp;&amp; TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im not gonna live forever, but im gonna fly straight to the sky &amp;amp;&amp;amp; light it up like the mighty sun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs..yeah whatever~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..D, guess what? just now i deleted all SSss's text mxges..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's getting engaged soon :((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt know it from his mouth, bt other's..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've been contacting each other from we're in P6 till now, bt he never mentioned it, not even once..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know D, i've always been there for him, always..from he's single &amp;amp;&amp;amp; keep on changing his Gf..till now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im kinda pissed when he do this to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; when i asked him this..ya know what his reply..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"yaya, are u angry?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wth!!?? im angry, for what sial?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs..im pissed &amp;amp;&amp;amp; hopping mad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..idk..are all guys are so fickle-minded..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well D,i've ever liked him,ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i told him, that i liked him bt it just that i wanted him to atleast know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he told me that he likes me too, bt as a lil sis..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs..wth..yeah he's older than me &amp;amp;&amp;amp; so on..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt he wanted to keep in touch..always contacting each other..bt at the same time, he keeps on confessing to me that he misses me &amp;amp;&amp;amp; loves me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt really take it seriously becouse at that time, he's attached..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt at a corner of my heart,im happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know, im so naive! hahs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt i do really like him! he's so mean, right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know, becouse of him..everytime a guy confess, i didnt really take it seriously..i'll be like, 'wth,is he serious? or is it some kinda joke?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt really believe in ever-lasting love..i've ever told you that, right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt im hoping it to atleast happens once in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-3441025216918623519?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3441025216918623519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-at-me-tell-me-what-you-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3441025216918623519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3441025216918623519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-at-me-tell-me-what-you-see.html' title='LOOK AT ME, &amp;&amp; TELL ME WHAT YOU SEE?'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1482920884597909258</id><published>2009-10-05T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T09:45:47.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEN THIS HEART BEATS IT'S LAST,MY LOVE FOR YOU WILL DIES OUT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; hmmmphht! just now, i came in late for work!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;becouse of A!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs..well, its kinda my fault too..i met her, becouse i clock in at 3 so we met beforehand, to puff &amp;amp;&amp;amp; to take something from her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..yeah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's addicted.i influenced her.yippee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'sesat lagikk menyesatkan!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas. you know D, i've started this since im in primary six.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz..but D,life's too short to not do this &amp;amp;&amp;amp; do that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're a living/dead example.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its too soon,just too early..right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,putting that aside.. you know D.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been a long while right..? since i'm own by anyone but i prefer it this way.. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz..a few more weeks, im back to school!! arggh!! F*** that place..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;issyy!! astaghfirulla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'tak btol yaya nie ekk, da maki abeh sebot name Allah'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;issyy.. better than nothing but i feels that i need to let it out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..my brain are bound to suffer in that place..sorry,brain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gomenne!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just thinking bout it,makes me suffer enough already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..bt then, its nobody fault..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its MINE!!MINE ALONE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;becouse i was the one who wants to continue in that place..but D, its only becouse i wanna escape..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from where?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;career's life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont wanna work now.. i just feels that im not ready,yet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i dont know when the hell im gonna be ready.. in like what? 10 years??20 years??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but right now, im working..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, its hard, so hard that its painful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the pressure,the environment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tired too, i think i've lost a lot of weight..oh yeah?hmmpphht!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;poly, its like my route to escape, it came by &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i grabbed it without realising that its actually a commitment! how i hate it, to commit to anything &amp;amp;&amp;amp; anyonne!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but without noticing it, harsh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now, i cant go back. but im gonna move forward, im not a skipper nor a coward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1482920884597909258?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1482920884597909258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-this-heart-beats-its-lastmy-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1482920884597909258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1482920884597909258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-this-heart-beats-its-lastmy-love.html' title='WHEN THIS HEART BEATS IT&apos;S LAST,MY LOVE FOR YOU WILL DIES OUT'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-454393874898088772</id><published>2009-09-29T05:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T05:28:40.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM DEPRESSED~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; D,im truly really depressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;idk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did i do something wrong just now?or is something's gonna happen after this?or is it,me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my heart is just so heavy as if something humongous is on top of it &amp;amp;&amp;amp; there's a lump in my throat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, actually there's someone very very nice with me now..he's a very very nice guy.. he's always with me,looking out for me.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; whenever im feeling lonely &amp;amp;&amp;amp; empty, i would call him to fills in the void.. bcoz somehow my heart &amp;amp;&amp;amp; mind truly understands that you're no longer with me now, they began to erase &amp;amp;&amp;amp; seal you away.. but D, somehow, this feels aint right.. i feel like im using him &amp;amp;&amp;amp; take him as ur substitute.. but i know, deep down,he can never replace you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im feeling confuse now, D..im scared if he gave up on me, coz im not letting you Go.. if he walks away..But D, i still cant let you go.. you're so important to me,D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-454393874898088772?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-5075969273676328515</id><published>2009-09-27T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T08:19:12.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE'RE TOO FAR OUT TO TURN BACK..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I whisper to the moon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;return back to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my companion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O moon,dont let day come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let this World be in twilight,Forever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;let it be engulfs in loneliness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loneliness, just like me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-5075969273676328515?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5075969273676328515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-too-far-out-to-turn-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5075969273676328515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5075969273676328515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/were-too-far-out-to-turn-back.html' title='WE&apos;RE TOO FAR OUT TO TURN BACK..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-3072525598241608374</id><published>2009-09-22T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:18:29.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM SO SICK &amp;&amp; TIRED OF YOU..WAHAHAHAHA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes,its better off this way right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not knowing anything..or didnt wanna know..sometimes i try to live up to the expectations of others &amp;amp;&amp;amp; so i dont let them down,but at the same time i lose the space to enjoy what i do, whether it work or study..its always the case..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D..feel my heart,its broken..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:'((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets forget about that..remember what you say D?when you're sad or deep in sorrowness,think about something you can smile while reminscing bout it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know D,today is the most productive day of my life!!we cover 10 house in a day!!damn it!!10 house!!wow..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; let me tell you 'kay,in case you misunderstood..we dont ride car or motorbikes 'kay..we go to the all houses mostly by buses; public buses..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yeah..taxis too..hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its great, yeah..somehow today i got talkative, too talkative i mean..i talked &amp;amp;&amp;amp; talked &amp;amp;&amp;amp; talked all the way!too enthusiast, meeting all my friends and all...damn!i miss them all very much..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yeah!!miss you too D..eventhough you're not my wak tanjong's friend..but miss you the most..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aww.got touchy.again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; guess what happen just now..we're supposed to meet at 10 but i woke up at 10.20!!yupp.janji melayu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; reached there,at A's house at 11.15..damn!!fast right!!hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yupp.mandi kerbau. hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeahh..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; guess what D? A hasnt even get ready yet!! she's the one who gave me a wake up call!! damn!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yupp. she's a mak nenek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiishh..so we were stranded there, till what? 12.30?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs..so much-for-going-off-early-so-we-can-cover-more-houses..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but then,yeah! we'd fun! so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; its not that bad right?10 houses in a day! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then today for the first time..i officially do it with A!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahh..so horny but nope! its not what you think..im not lesshh..hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; its official D! i've more fun with them than im with them..hahas..if you know what i mean..i dont wanna hurt anybody's feeling in my blog.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no offense.ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bwahahaha..now i think of it..nobody's reading! its a sad sad reality!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so so sad..but you know D, it got its advantages..i can cuss as much as i can!!yeayy!!fuckufuckufucku!!bwahahahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;issyy!!astaghfirullah..:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you know D..talking bout feeling sad(im not sad actually but it gives me an emo feel when i said it.its fun.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i remembers my conversation with kakFaz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she ever told me this when i whine to her.i moan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahs..very funny..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"kak..why is this life so hard,so difficult..everything is just so complicated &amp;amp;&amp;amp; complex.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she replied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"what's so difficult,yaya?no,its not difficult.not difficult at all.its easy.plain easy.exams difficult?study..its easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;work difficult? work harder &amp;amp;&amp;amp; find solutions &amp;amp;&amp;amp; ways to make it easy.or better yet,quit.its easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eating difficult?Fast.its easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why is it so difficult? its easy,Yaya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you cannot make a decision, ask Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you dont get what you want,after you work for it,ask Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he'll light the way you're heading Yaya.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after hearing this,i realised D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this World is so simple..after a few years living,we'll all die..return to where we truly belong,but Men make it so complex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared D, to go Home..im scared that im not truly ready yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To face Him.My Master. yeah.im just a slave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but D,its easy..just get ready,right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but to tell you the truth..its not easy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omgomgomg..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant resist the temptations..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh..so it is difficult, right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now im confused..haiishh..-_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-3072525598241608374?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3072525598241608374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-so-sick-tired-of-youwahahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3072525598241608374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3072525598241608374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-so-sick-tired-of-youwahahahaha.html' title='IM SO SICK &amp;&amp; TIRED OF YOU..WAHAHAHAHA!!'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-160660644160644930</id><published>2009-09-20T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T10:58:04.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D, SOMETIMES..I WANNA GO HOME SO MUCH,THAT I BLEED..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we're walking hand in hand,out of nowhere, D, you let go of my hand &amp;amp;&amp;amp; just walk away,without even looking back to give me your last smile..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D! its hari raya already..its too fast D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt even realised, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; without me realising, i just came back from visiting my relatives &amp;amp;&amp;amp; feeling dead tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night, i heard the azan raye @ geylang..Surau..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syahduu sngt D!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt know why Or maybe, perhaps, all my friends are right..im emo..i felt touchy when i heard it..menusukk kalbuu siyot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know D, even though its soo damn tiring working at the bazaar..i've made a lot of good memories there..i've started working there since im 11!its like my second home, my humble abode!im more familiar with geylang than pasir ris-my real home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know D, my school is around there-&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i schooled there for 10 years!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow!! how time flies ekk?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg..-_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, sometimes i just wished that im just a plain o'l plant-a flower..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a lily, or perhaps tulips?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this life is so tiring &amp;amp;&amp;amp; boring..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i know..being a plant is more boring &amp;amp;&amp;amp; whats more-cant move around! but its not tiring, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; its quite interesting..just sitting there..watch as this world deteriorates &amp;amp;&amp;amp; watch human behaviour..watch them as the frantically running for their heart desires but in the end, they are all-wasted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, maybe being a plant is so boring..lets change plans..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i was a bird?yeahh a bird!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;being a bird is more fun!right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OKK..they eat worms, YUCCKKY!!PHHLEGH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets put the nasty part aside,alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but being a bird..i can fly!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fly=freedom!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;peeple would pay anything &amp;amp;&amp;amp; even with their life for this freedom..they'll be just like a mannequin &amp;amp;&amp;amp; puppet if their freedom is snatched away..i'll die,i swear, if that happens to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes, its better to view things from far away-they tends to look more beautiful that way..For example, this planet Earth, from camera, Far far away..it looks so beautiful!!so wonderful!!lonely blue&amp;amp;white planet..but the nearer you are-looking at it from its surface..you'll realise that this planet is already ruined &amp;amp;&amp;amp; wrecked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or looking at a big happy family having their dinner happily but actually they are just putting a facade..a fake smile &amp;amp;&amp;amp; happy atmosphere..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; sometimes D, i just wished i was a horse..to be able to run against time..the feeling must be so amazing Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But righht now..just have to move on..Right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-160660644160644930?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/160660644160644930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/d-sometimesi-wanna-go-home-so-muchthat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/160660644160644930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/160660644160644930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/d-sometimesi-wanna-go-home-so-muchthat.html' title='D, SOMETIMES..I WANNA GO HOME SO MUCH,THAT I BLEED..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-409730489050152362</id><published>2009-09-12T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:54:43.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOMETIMES, ITS JUST NOT MEANT TO BE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, heys!hehe:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its 3 o'clock in the morning..somehow,im feeling pretty hype right now..Dont know why..hahas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow, i'll be working as usual..haiishh..just thinking of it, makes me feel kinda tired..its really tiring, ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its not like school,where we mostly feel tired mentally..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but working, its different..physically straining..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; its damn hot &amp;amp;&amp;amp; plus im fasting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGOMGOMG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only God knows how it feels..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; my fasting fellow muslims..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its kinda sad ya know..Out of thousands, ten of thousands, malay out there..those who fasting can be count by fingers..kinda feels sad &amp;amp;&amp;amp; feels a lil bit jealous..hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont care anyway &amp;amp;&amp;amp; dont mind..im not a good eater by the way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway D, im addicted, officially..Damnit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont know how i became like this..My mum never teach me to do this..Shhaisee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, cant blame her..but can only blame myself, to easily succumb to temptation &amp;amp;&amp;amp; curiosity..but i've started this since i was 9..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STOP for awhile, then started back when i was 12..Till now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shaiissee..Damnit..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but must slow it down..Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway D,Nights of possible Lailatul Qadr had already started..(ten nights before Hari Raya).. but it seems, again, i cant perform my night prayer..haiisshh..im working..Duhh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its not an excuse right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really wanna do it, ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've a lot to ask..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ask for forgiveness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my parent's long lives &amp;amp;&amp;amp; healthy body &amp;amp;&amp;amp; mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALOT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but D, am i Fit to do that??do i have the right to do that??good enough to do that??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sooo not a good muslimah..always so ignorance &amp;amp;&amp;amp; oblivious to the Islamic values &amp;amp;&amp;amp; teachings..never be a bit obedient..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll always compare myself with all the delinquents malays out there..instead of comparing me with the pious muslimahs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always telling myself, "alaaa..budak-budakk kat luar tuu lagiik terok..daya nie kire Ok laa..kan?" then i'll answer back.." Ok la..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know D, im injecting all these to ease my mind &amp;amp;&amp;amp; comfort myself that its Ok,whereas, its Not Ok..at all, i know this at the back of my mind..its just that im in denial all this time..bt i know, i really really know it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiishh..i'll always tell myself that im far too young..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but im a matured already, i know what is right &amp;amp;&amp;amp; what is wrong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it just whether im facing it-my responsibility&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or im running away, From it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-409730489050152362?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/409730489050152362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-its-just-not-meant-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/409730489050152362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/409730489050152362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-its-just-not-meant-to-be.html' title='SOMETIMES, ITS JUST NOT MEANT TO BE..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4853771416015030177</id><published>2009-09-11T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:13:14.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM ADDICTED, IM HOOKED..OMG!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Haisshh, damn it! D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sorry for not talking with you for soo long..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im CRUSSSHED!!TOO DARN TIRED TO EVEN BREATHE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAIISSHH..kinda regretting of it, you know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for saying 'yes' when aba asked me to help my uncle at the BAZAAr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;huuhuu:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..cnt back off now ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need the money!haiishh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;big plan i've ahead..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;chalet+BBQ+shopping+watch TONNES of movies!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually not really looking forward to the stuupid chalet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not really into those kinda things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im anti-soSIAL!hahahs:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll go, i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just to while away my time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;should i look for a job,instead? d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz..it seems i just cnt blend in with them ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel like ditching the chalet thingyy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiishh..D..ya know, ive been feeling light-headed..it seems, something missing in my life..just what is it D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmpphht..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no matter how many times i asked you..i feel that im bound to receive no answer, my whole life..hahas!!:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like Duuh~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know D..Ana ever told me that its Ok to fall in love with a girl..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; somehow,somewhere deep inside me,i felt relieved, ewww!!hmmpphht!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, D..what if God created us like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Designed us, NONO, THEM, the girls to like other girls..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the feelings are mutual..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..only God knows, right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope im not one of them..bt now, i know that one of my friend is a lesbian..well, its courageous of her to tell me..i feel like avoiding her,actually..but it'll be mean of me,right d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its true you know D..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you ever told me that If God present us with difficulties &amp;amp;&amp;amp; path with full of torns &amp;amp;&amp;amp; obstacles, it will never to make us falls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp; stuck with path of no go ahead &amp;amp;&amp;amp; no return..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He will never lead us to 30th storey building with no staircase,escalators or lifts &amp;amp;&amp;amp; leave us there with only an open-window..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If He ever do that, he'll leave us with a pair of wings..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to fly..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; return home..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oo..God is Great..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only in moment of difficulties we ever think of him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how ungrateful of us,right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, sometimes i think of myself of too old-fashioned,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too old-mind-thinking..having these kind of thoughts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but, in moment of jolly-folly, im scared- of myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too indulge in these temporary beings &amp;amp;&amp;amp; things..i dont wanna forget,my sole purpose of existance..bt if i ever, in a milisecond thinks of my reason,im too scared that i'll lose a milisecond of FUN..entertainment..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im bad right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bt D, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Real freedom is being free from Fear..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only being freed from this will you live a dignified human life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared to do, scared to be,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im even scared to live..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats why i enjoyed being in the safe zone of comfort.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i should break out from this! yeaah!! chaiiyo!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well now, its 3.30 AM..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow..angon saho..then tdo kejap..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lpas tuu kenekk pii keje..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiishh..macam nak MC g2!!hehe:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4853771416015030177?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4853771416015030177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-addicted-im-hookedomg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4853771416015030177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4853771416015030177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-addicted-im-hookedomg.html' title='IM ADDICTED, IM HOOKED..OMG!!'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-187645988987331111</id><published>2009-08-30T09:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T10:12:32.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D, GET USED TO IT~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again its in the middle of the night, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; im trying as hard as i can not to remember, but to understand my module..WTH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems we're talking a different language here!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really really cant understand a thing here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~D, its pitch dark, my future..-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha..Yaya, again you're exagerating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGGHH!!sshaaiisse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i reaally reaally dont wanna repeat my module..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh programming..why are you making my life hell?haiiss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0kay..lets change the subject right D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you ever told me that, in the moment of stress or life &amp;amp;&amp;amp; death, think about something sweet &amp;amp;&amp;amp; joyfull! it'll take the hell out of burden out of you!well, lets see..lets talk about what happen today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today is the most unproductive day-as usual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i woke up at 3pm! then i took a bath, follow my mum to my cousin's house..she's selling jalabaya- Jubah+abaya.. its damn-drop-dead beautiful!!gorgeous!! all so beautiful!! i am so in love in jalabaya!! but then, hehehe, of course, expensive!! the one i like cost $180! OMGOMGOMG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its so out of budget! shhaissee!!-_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then my umi said she'll try slow-talk my aba..hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope i'll own it-soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then we stayed there till around 6pm..then my mum said she in need of some eggs &amp;amp;&amp;amp; some of the kitchen supplies..so we walk to shopNsave..(yeahh, we save a lot!!&lt;sarcasm&gt;)i'd rather shop at Shengsiong bt then the difference is only a few cents bt i've to walk like a few miles! i just hate shopping&lt;kitchen&gt; especially at the wet markets!OMG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt then i cant just let her go alone..so unfillial of me right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; by the time i reached home, i was so so tired and super hungry!! &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the good news is- a few minutes to azan!!yeayy!! super happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; my mum cook super special Roti john with cheese-LOTS &amp;amp;&amp;amp; LOTS OF CHEESE!!&amp;amp;&amp;amp; chinese fried rice&lt;super&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; jempot-jempot pisang!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn.. i ate all!!&amp;amp;&amp;amp; alot!!hahaha:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just so in love at buke pat umah..heavenly!hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, a week of ramadan has passed, it feels so nostalgic somehow..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; kinda sad..always around this time-few years back,i'll be at the bazaar ramadan-tending my uncle's shop Or at school,fasting together with all my muslims friend Or even at the toilet, sneaking-eating without my parent's knowledge!haha..so childish! ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;somehow, i missed all my MWTI-ans friends..even though some of them are not so close with me, i miss them too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know D, i dont make friends easily..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im a very shy &amp;amp;&amp;amp; easily feels embarrased kinda person..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; if i really make a small group of friends, i'll really appreciate and values them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; somehow some of them misunderstood me &amp;amp;&amp;amp; thinks that im a lesbian!how naive &amp;amp;&amp;amp; shallow.. haiisshh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but then, a really kind girl gets easily misunderstood,right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-187645988987331111?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/187645988987331111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/d-get-used-to-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/187645988987331111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/187645988987331111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/d-get-used-to-it.html' title='D, GET USED TO IT~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-7733376517057997697</id><published>2009-08-30T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T06:32:19.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHH..REAALLY NERVOUSE RIGHT NOW,HOPE THE BUTTERFLY WILL FLY AWAY..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOMORROW, I'VE PROGRAMMING EXAM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared as shit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahh!!shaisse!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0 G0d, please help me get gd marks!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pls 0 pls!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-7733376517057997697?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7733376517057997697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhreaally-nervouse-right-nowhope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7733376517057997697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7733376517057997697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahhreaally-nervouse-right-nowhope.html' title='AHH..REAALLY NERVOUSE RIGHT NOW,HOPE THE BUTTERFLY WILL FLY AWAY..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2569258188884868536</id><published>2009-08-29T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T01:10:43.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED TO BE ABLE TO THINK CAREFULLY, I'D WANTED THIS FOR SO LONG &amp;&amp; NOW,IM CONFUSED..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Well, To tell you the truth D..Right now im PISSED OFF!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well just now, i called my sis 100 times!!!more than that i think,we're supposed to meet &amp;amp;&amp;amp; how the hell are we going to meet if she's not gonna pick up her cell?!!! Just throw away that damn cell if you're not gonna pick up calls!! Shhaiisshhe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;0k0k..now feels so much better..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; now im at home sweating like what Becouse we're suppose to meet, buke pose sesame..as a family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'll have to wait for naima,she's having her nap..hmmphhtt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well well..whatever~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; guess what D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Faking a smile when you're at the verge of crying &amp;amp;&amp;amp; sympathise at someone who shows their emotion.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sweet huh?hehes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well anyway, D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do you know the story about the seagull and the mouse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay..here goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~A seagull was flying over a beach, when it saw a mouse.It flew down &amp;amp;&amp;amp; asked the mouse:"Where are your wings?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each animal speak its own language, &amp;amp;&amp;amp; so the mouse didnt understand the question, but stared at the two strange, large things attached to the other creature's body. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"it must have some illness,"thought the mouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The seagull noticed the mouse staring at its wings and thought:"Poor thing. It must have been attacked by monsters that left it deaf &amp;amp;&amp;amp; took away its wings."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling sorry for the mouse, the seagull picked it up in its beak &amp;amp;&amp;amp; took it for a ride in the skies."It probably homesick,"The seagull thought while they were flying.Then,very carefully, the seagull deposited the mouse once more on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the seagull left, the mouse sunk in gloom &amp;amp;&amp;amp; depression; it had known the heights &amp;amp;&amp;amp; seen a vast and beautiful world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, in time, it grew accustomed to being just mouse &amp;amp;&amp;amp; came to believe that a miracle had occured once in its life &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it was nothing more but a wonderful dream.~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was a story from my childhood.I've read it at the school library, im amazed at my super good memory. I still remembers it, anyway,of course this wasnt the exact story,somewhere along the lines, i may have deleted some portions or even there may be extras..hehe:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2569258188884868536?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2569258188884868536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-to-be-able-to-think-carefully-id.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2569258188884868536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2569258188884868536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-need-to-be-able-to-think-carefully-id.html' title='I NEED TO BE ABLE TO THINK CAREFULLY, I&apos;D WANTED THIS FOR SO LONG &amp;&amp; NOW,IM CONFUSED..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8471443164803520771</id><published>2009-08-28T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:40:40.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOW,IM INSOMNIAC..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tried as hard as i can..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to drift to ~LaLa Land..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but failed miserably..haaiisshh..i think my body has adapted For good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahh shhaisse..~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;few more hours da kenekk sahurr..Bt tomoro's not schooling so i cann Ngorokk!!oh yeah!!!~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..but H been scolding me, Again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;arrgh..he's much worse than a woman, nO, An Old lady..Old Fat Lady..hahahas:)) Take that! i wish you're reading this..You know who you are! hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well well well..bT i'll try to change kay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But not now!! Still have 1005!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGOMGOMG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That module I suckks like hell!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know what i got for my common test?? FB!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FB= FAILED BADLY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rabakk siyahh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know i know..i cant just double my effort to ace that module..i must triple no no no..hundreds time!!i dont care if after taking that module exam, i faint out of lack of sleep or vitamins or even malnutrition..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna work so hard that i swear i'll look like a nerd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt who cares?i dont wanna retake any of my module!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just thinking of it makes me gonna cry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but tears just wont come out..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;am i out of tears??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o_O'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8471443164803520771?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8471443164803520771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/nowim-insomniac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8471443164803520771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8471443164803520771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/nowim-insomniac.html' title='NOW,IM INSOMNIAC..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-93099657357248167</id><published>2009-08-27T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:53:38.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DROP EVERYTHING, FORGET EVERYONE &amp;&amp; JUST GO..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;D,guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its 3.30 in the morning..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; im frantically trying as hard as i can to remember everything..hahas..again,right?you must be bored as hell to this line,bt guess what?get immune to it as this is what i am..a-last minute-girl! you're gonna heard/read this everytime i've a test or exam..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;poor D..hahahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know D?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now,i read a manga..surprised?im a manga-freak!!i've never tell you coz i dont wanna you see me as a geek or something..i've an image to uphold ya know..so i dont go telling everybody that im a manga-freak!hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're gone anyway..so i dont care anymore..actually im regretting it,ya know..before you leave,i wanna you know the real me..the actual me..but its too late now,right d?&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'd always been saying i wanna leave no regrets..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know,i'd always LOVE manga..i read it all the time..actually,i spent more than half of my monthly expenses on this kinda of thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually im amused too,someone as cool as me is into this kinda thing..phlegh!-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there is this saying in it that had set me thinking all this while..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"You've no real love in you..In short,you're void of love..your heart is nothing but an empty shell &amp;amp;&amp;amp; even if you search deep within your soul, you will find only 'nothingness' that will stay there filling the void within your heart.Even if one day you get married, its not becouse of love but out of Sympathy or Loneliness. Or simply becouse of your Ego-centricness &amp;amp;&amp;amp; your pride coz you wanna show the whole world that you're beautiful and you're able to get yourself a man.Or even to make yourself feel better and to satisfy yourself &amp;amp;&amp;amp; your pride.you'll never feel happy Becouse without you realising it,your heart had been dying, slowly..after he left you,for good."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its true you know D, my sis ever told me this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"when we love someone,Dont ever ever love them more than we love God..Becouse they're temporary But God is Permanent..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; if we love them with all our heart,we're bound to suffer in the End.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;keeping these in mind,thats why im here,D..im still alive &amp;amp;&amp;amp; kicking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But its empty,inside.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-93099657357248167?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/93099657357248167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/drop-everything-forget-everyone-just-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/93099657357248167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/93099657357248167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/drop-everything-forget-everyone-just-go.html' title='DROP EVERYTHING, FORGET EVERYONE &amp;&amp; JUST GO..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1502845460065450547</id><published>2009-08-27T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T04:00:54.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE TEARDROPS IN THE RAINS,IM I SO INSIGNIFICANT?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm..heys..wasssup?-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yahyah..right now,im super duper sleeepy..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; yeaah!!you're right okay..You're 100%,absolutely right..satisfied now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're right for scolding me coz right now im in the edge of life &amp;amp;&amp;amp; death..im exhausted..my body is yet to adapt to this changes..not sleeping at all during the night then sleep like a log during the day,kinda reminds me of something..hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Dark Side Of The Sun ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day,The Sun was asked, By the clouds that is constantly hovering, covering the suns glare,"arent you bored? you're burning yourself for these ungrateful humans whose constantly frantically running for their heart desires; Power,Fame,Money &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Women..For million &amp;amp; million of years you're doing this but did they stop for even a milisecond to show their gratitudes or thanks?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun smiled faintly and said "Do you know the story about the frog? The frog that is asked by her wife to stay &amp;amp;&amp;amp; wait for her by the pond,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for days then weeks then months &amp;amp;&amp;amp; even years,he waited &amp;amp;&amp;amp; waited,the other frogs are amused by his loyalty but actually he had died the very first day becouse he can sensed that his wife had gone that very day too.My loyalty and love are like that too but far stronger and mightier,bt dont get me wrong,its not for them,the humans..no, its for my God.He had asked me to do this for all the Creatures he love &amp;amp;&amp;amp; im gonna fulfill it till the day i draw my last,&amp;amp;&amp;amp; that day itself is the day where human kinds and all the creatures that belongs to my God cease to exist.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;//Well of Course this story is not true,its fiction..but i like the story line.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The frogs loyalty,even after it death,after reading this,i think i've better off adopt a pet!they are much loyal and faithful to us! hmmpht!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1502845460065450547?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1502845460065450547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-teardrops-in-rainsim-i-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1502845460065450547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1502845460065450547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-teardrops-in-rainsim-i-so.html' title='LIKE TEARDROPS IN THE RAINS,IM I SO INSIGNIFICANT?'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-5353026094340663160</id><published>2009-08-26T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:29:05.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM TIRED OF COUNTING SHEEPS.NOW IM TOO TIRED TOO SLEEP...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; well D,i've lost interest in face-booking..dont know why but its started to boring me..just like what friendster did..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiisshh..bt you know..theres nothing wrong with them,its me!the problem lies with me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ever since lil,its really easy for me to lost interest in something &amp;amp;&amp;amp; someone..i remembered once that aba had bought me this beautiful purple dress..bt i'd only wore it once..then i stop wearing it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even all the toys,i only played it for some time..then i tossed it aside,Just becouse it borings me or its either i've found something new-far more interesting or i simply lost interest in them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Becouse of me-my feelings towards things &amp;amp;&amp;amp; people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've never believe in ever-lasting love..I dont know why but i cant simply digest the words &amp;amp;&amp;amp; put it in my mind..my mind cant accept that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it just hard to conceive it,bt weirdly..im not from a divorced family..but there are times i can see it in their eyes,they're bored with each other..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; you know..my Grandad had 4 wives!!to me if you loves a girl too many,its not love..its just about the sex appeal and the desire to posessed the woman,just the desire to have them..its not pure,mutual feelings &amp;amp;&amp;amp; of course,its not love..For me,love is all about LOVING someone till the end..being there with them till one or the other breathe it last..so of course love didnt exist-in my context.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,but my sis say..its either you didnt believe in love or boys..well,boys are indeed idiot beings bt u cant scold them-its in them,in their genes..they can do nothing bout it..pitifull,right?no..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-5353026094340663160?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5353026094340663160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-tired-of-counting-sheepsnow-im-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5353026094340663160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5353026094340663160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-tired-of-counting-sheepsnow-im-too.html' title='IM TIRED OF COUNTING SHEEPS.NOW IM TOO TIRED TOO SLEEP...'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-6575998125755001405</id><published>2009-08-25T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T14:46:27.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT SIGNIFICANTS IS THERE TO LIVE ANYWAY..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, it seems now im online-ing just to talk to you..i dont know where to go anyway..i'll while away my time watchiing Jdrama or Kdrama or manga or anime or even movies..bt it seems now,im too busy..so i'll wait till my last day of exams to resume back my fav past-time..Bt im not so obsessed into this ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've always like nature..my REALLY fav past-time is sunset watching,watching the waves by the beach,star gazing etc..some people find it a waste of time..bt Not me,NU-UH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but on the other hand,i've find it worth-whiling away my precious time.. i'd rather do all that than watching TV,always the same-Reruns of all the old films,movies &amp;amp;&amp;amp; dramas..&lt;--now this is a waste of times..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've done a lot of times ya know..Star gazing..everytime i went to East Coast..i'll do this..For hours &amp;amp;&amp;amp; hours i'll lie down on the sands and Gaze at the lovely stars.. i've love the tranquility &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the silent..its like a place &amp;amp;&amp;amp; time for me to relax..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; when i do this..for a split-second,im free from the stress,responsibilities &amp;amp;&amp;amp; all the burdens..i feel like a small child again.. D,a lot of things is whirring in my mind now..it felt like theres a lot of knots entangled inside me.. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; everything i do, it seems i never done enough..it was never &amp;amp;&amp;amp; will never be enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've been studying the whole night but it seems my mind, my soul is elsewhere..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; when i realised that i've been daydreaming..i felt empty &amp;amp;&amp;amp; tried my best to concentrate but failed miserably..what should i do..?D? it seems theres a lot of things in my mind..i've been deep in thought lately..thinking about a lot of things..Unimportant things..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; vitals..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-6575998125755001405?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6575998125755001405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-significants-is-there-to-live.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6575998125755001405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/6575998125755001405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-significants-is-there-to-live.html' title='WHAT SIGNIFICANTS IS THERE TO LIVE ANYWAY..?'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4367895344810743137</id><published>2009-08-25T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T12:06:02.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i need a pschoanalysis...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every colour has a purpose,although most people would think they're chosen at random...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;White signify purity and integrity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Black intimidates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Red shocks and paralyzes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yellow attracts attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Green calms everything down and gives things the go ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blue soothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;orange confuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heys D..its 2AM bt i cant sleep..anyway, i just finished reading Paulo Coelho's "The Winner Stands Alone"..i'd always love his books!&amp;amp;&amp;amp; of course this one too..But im feeling a bit confused now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you know what he says?he kinda described that someone, an adult or a teenager,Someone who's able to differentiate right from wrong..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THAT someone..if he/she cant let go of something that they've lost..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are mentally inbalanced..O_O!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but to me,letting go means forgetting..i dont want to forget..yet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not willing to..niwei..i like the way i am now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..its kinda sad right..now only i've realised that no ones gonna read my post..hahas..D, actually i dont mind..it just kinda sad when i heard it from someone else mouth..hahas..my sis is so mean!!hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..anyway..now only i've known that polices are so useless &amp;amp;&amp;amp; incompetent!! So CSI are nothing but a bunch of lies!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow!!i felt indignant somehow!!haisshh..kinda felt betrayed too.. when i told my sis..you know what she says? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"are you an idiot? you believed all that crap??" She's so mean &amp;amp;&amp;amp; vicious!!!she kinda made me look like an idiot,really!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so,mark my words..this World is not as beautiful as it seems..but then again,if you cant appreciate this beauty..you'll only see this universe in black and white..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4367895344810743137?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4367895344810743137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-i-need-pschoanalysis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4367895344810743137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4367895344810743137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-i-need-pschoanalysis.html' title='i think i need a pschoanalysis...'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8515083049273367044</id><published>2009-08-25T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T03:45:41.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D,TAKE MY PAIN AWAY..EVEN JUST A LIL..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; hahas..im so tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mentally &amp;amp;&amp;amp; physically..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess what d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now i woke up at 4pm!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;crazy or what..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im shocked!myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; tomorrow..i've my analog exams..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow!!rabakk giler sey!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;running out of time sey!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today i can sleep no more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stay up..mugging!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..anyway..yesterday,the whole night i didnt sleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i didnt really study too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too distracted,tired &amp;amp;&amp;amp; again,my mind totally turned off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didnt know why!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im totally pissed with myself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yesterday night till morning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im with bernie,bibi &amp;amp;&amp;amp; syg..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*my syg is a girl,okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas.. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am totally so not a lesbian..dont get the wrong idea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they did study..bt im too turned off at the moment so i while away my precious time looking around the airport's mcd as if it is so interesting that it captured my attention..what the hell!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; now im regretting it!haaiisshh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt d..its not too late right..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ever told you that im gonna make the most out of my life &amp;amp;&amp;amp; will not regret any of it..any decision i've made,'coz its my decision &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i know what exactly i want..bt right now d, i dont know what i want..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8515083049273367044?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8515083049273367044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/dtake-my-pain-awayeven-just-lil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8515083049273367044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8515083049273367044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/dtake-my-pain-awayeven-just-lil.html' title='D,TAKE MY PAIN AWAY..EVEN JUST A LIL..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-9075157243290953091</id><published>2009-08-23T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T07:33:23.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont wanna sleep today..becouse im scared that i'll forget everything the next morning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; ya know d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people change right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..maybe i'll too right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im kinda nervous now ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; feeling so stress..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tomorrow is the big day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..not that kind of 'big' day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with dalca &amp;amp;&amp;amp; nasi beriyani &amp;amp;&amp;amp; acar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but my maths exam is tomoro!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that kind of bigday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can afford to flunk my examination no more!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiisshh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya know d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i reaaally wish you're here now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so you can hold my hand..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with your faint smile,you'll say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"its ok yaya..you can do it..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its been 2 years since right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow!how time flies ekk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it seems just like yesterday i cried bitterly in the hospital..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still remember back than when it seems im gonna cry any minute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kak Faz said this to me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"daya,its ok to cry ya know..we cry when we're sad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laugh when we're happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats what humans do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're only human..its natural.." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're missing big time ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for going off so soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;too soon..bt then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who are you to fight against fate's will?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..todays basically nothing happen..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the first time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i willingly stays home the whole day to study..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGOMGOMG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is this really hidayah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;while studying.. i feel so sleepy coz guess what??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its raining cats and dogs out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG?!im super hungry..and now super super hungry &amp;amp;&amp;amp; super super sleepy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ujian besar btol!!hehes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 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dont wanna sleep today..becouse im scared that i&apos;ll forget everything the next morning..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1719767359520738686</id><published>2009-08-22T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T10:03:40.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i've realised something i shouldnt have..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Heys d!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feeling pretty hype right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*~*Dilly Dally..Wishhy Wasshy...*~*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jusst finisshed a cup of PREMIUM coffee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its my brother's in law's..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he reaally enjoy drinking coffee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so he didnt even mind burning a hole in his pocket for these kind of things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its human nature you know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they could go as far as sacrificing their own life,for their loved ones..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; their interest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really hate these kind of people!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i DETEST them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i ABHORE them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;selfish of them,ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they only think of themselves..self-centeredness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ego-centric!shame on them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they didnt think of those people who they left behind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the people who loves them more than they love themself..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the people who are willing to do the same for them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the people who will die if they do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D, why must you go before me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you promised me,remember??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, its human nature too to break promises..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not surprise..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when someone you loves dies,right infront of your eyes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that memories will etched inside your brain like glue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it will never go away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it will even haunts you in your sleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that vivid picture will always stay in your mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've started to get used to it,ya know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks for the memories:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya know..someone ever told me this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"being lonely doesnt necessarily means you're alone,ya know.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know whats she's hinting at..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt,it sets me thinking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its a sad sad life..right?:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1719767359520738686?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1719767359520738686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-realised-something-i-shouldnt-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1719767359520738686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1719767359520738686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-realised-something-i-shouldnt-have.html' title='i&apos;ve realised something i shouldnt have..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1525365235683201567</id><published>2009-08-22T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T03:26:06.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IHATESUNDAYS..&amp;&amp; mondays..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; you know..d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right now..1 more hour to BUKE PUASE!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..its so obvious right..that im damn bored..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haishh..shouldnt i be studying??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh..dont know y..hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..you wanna know why i hate sundays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;most of you guys LOOOVE sundays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well its supposed to be the best day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt not for me..- NUU-UH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YADA!!Ney!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well blame it at my stuupid exams..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ya know..i've always waited with batted breath for sundays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt right now!!no more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;becouse eventhough its public holiday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt i didnt really enjoy it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;becouse i know tomorrow will be monday and that means back to school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the back of my mind..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so now..i really love saturdays!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..i hate mondays too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well mondays blues..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who dont have it??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1525365235683201567?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1525365235683201567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/ihatesundays-mondays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1525365235683201567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1525365235683201567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/ihatesundays-mondays.html' title='IHATESUNDAYS..&amp;&amp; mondays..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-7020624081974547918</id><published>2009-08-22T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T02:59:39.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>d..your memory is fading..~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; d..miss you teribbly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they keep telling me to move forward..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they say someone who wont move forward,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is lonely..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; in pain...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if i do that,it means forgetting bout you right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont want that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt it seems..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your memory is fading...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will you be forgotten..? :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-7020624081974547918?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7020624081974547918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/dyour-memory-is-fading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7020624081974547918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7020624081974547918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/dyour-memory-is-fading.html' title='d..your memory is fading..~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2347719008211337720</id><published>2009-08-22T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T01:11:32.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im hungry~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; "sabarr yaya sabar..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i said it too many times..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i recited those words as though they were some kind of charms..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pathetic me,no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiisshh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;d,im too tired anyway..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant seem to study..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just can concentrate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like my brain and mind is totally turned off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and for the past few hours..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was screaming,"please turn on 0 brain!!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh shit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im in deep shit!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my exam is the day aft tomorrow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can afford to slack no more!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;d..please help me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but d, u ever said to me that hard work will pay off eventually right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i believe in you d!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll work hard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so please dont dissapoint me kay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2347719008211337720?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2347719008211337720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-hungry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2347719008211337720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2347719008211337720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-hungry.html' title='im hungry~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-7798583056678461753</id><published>2009-08-21T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T14:35:59.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saho!!!saho!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; d!!!saho!!!hahahs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;currently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im waiting for subuh azan..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so can semayang subo..den ngorokk!!:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yippeee!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so..d!!selamat besaho!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-7798583056678461753?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7798583056678461753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/saho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7798583056678461753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7798583056678461753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/saho.html' title='saho!!!saho!!!'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8058794358767985863</id><published>2009-08-21T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T07:00:20.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MARHABAN YAA RAMADAN..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BULAN DIMANA,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NAFAS KITA MENJADI TASBIH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TIDUR KITA MENJADI IBADAH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AMAL KITA DITERIMA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; DOA KITA DIIJABAH..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;D,you know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i love love love this phrase..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the first time i received it from iqa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i keep on reading it over &amp;amp;&amp;amp; over again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it felt so nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so heart-warming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it makes me feel so glad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that i've live to see this holy month..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be able to meet this month..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; to experience this again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its such a bless &amp;amp;&amp;amp; my good fortune..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've always thought that bulan ramadhan=bazaar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bulan ramadhan=diet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bulan ramadhan=jalan2 1 s'pore carikk baju,kasot,tudong &amp;amp;&amp;amp; bag raye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGOMG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how naive can i be??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im feeling kinda down ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; so so so tired..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u used to tell me this when im down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"yaya, dont push yourself too hard..i'll be by your side no matter what.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i wish..i can hear it again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8058794358767985863?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2050639096197876730</id><published>2009-08-20T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T01:16:41.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>two days of sleepless night..hahas..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; heys d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wassup??-_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something really wrong with me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess what d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its all start with a random talk with my friends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"korang,nanti 1wk tak skool kite blaja sesame..nak tak??"said yaya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a few days later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"yaya..turon mcd T3..kite belaja sesame.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"hmm..skang??yaya kat orchard laa..hehes"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yaya looked at her watch..its 10PM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"okay..esokk turon akk..kite blaja the whole night.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow!!blaja the whole night??can i do that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yaa..boleylaa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiisshh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yaa..it seems i really did study for the past two night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tho gt a LOT of distractions!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AM,abg police handsome &amp;amp;&amp;amp; of coz!!MCspicy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..nt forgetting d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;today is my last day to baya balek pose!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeayy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cukop2 seyh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esok da HARAM pose..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yela..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;malam terawih..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; tenga pose nie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my old habit is back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i played ps2 this whole time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGOMG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; its supposed to be my study wk!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;isyyisyyisyy..-_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STUDYING=MENTALLY,PHYSICALLY &amp;amp;&amp;amp; SPIRITUALLY ABUSED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know what it takes to study..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A STRONG WILL &amp;amp;&amp;amp; MIND!;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reaally..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;believe me,no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2050639096197876730?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2050639096197876730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-days-of-sleepless-nighthahas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2050639096197876730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2050639096197876730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/two-days-of-sleepless-nighthahas.html' title='two days of sleepless night..hahas..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-7409428834611984310</id><published>2009-08-17T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:12:53.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my loyal &amp;&amp; faithful,d..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; hahas..dont know y..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt the more i talk to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the more i feel you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ekk!!eerie!!!hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt it feels kinda great ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im the only one who can talk to u!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeayy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just hope someone would not sent me to IMH or something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not crazy 'kay!!*winx*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt ya know d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone would have someone to talk to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..it just that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're not real..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; you're not alive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;didnt even exist!!hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..Y D??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y not M,H or even A..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..its the initial of someone i love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; loves me back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt..D's gone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-7409428834611984310?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7409428834611984310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-loyal-faithfuld.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7409428834611984310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7409428834611984310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-loyal-faithfuld.html' title='my loyal &amp;&amp; faithful,d..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2733009060238653828</id><published>2009-08-17T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T10:04:51.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im a flower that hasnt bloom yet,just becouse im too scared to face the world..the real world..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; ahh..d..please..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you cant stop the time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;please O please..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;make it run slower..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh!!im so so running out of time!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how O how am i gonna make it easier for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when everything seems so difficult..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; blurrish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so **cked up!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..umie is so gonna give me a tight slap if she know that i cussed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..in my own blog..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;noty yaya!!:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..okay..lets put my ever-piling-stressed aside..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets talk 'bout what happen today!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMGOMGOMG!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its so so official!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kinokuniya at orchard is my favourite place to shop!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; also not forgetting pizza hut is my favourite fastfood restaurant..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well actually swensen is!hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;burn a hole in my pocket!!hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;theres a lot actually..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love eating!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if im gonna write all of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna take a lot sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..bt most of all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i mostly enjoy arabian food..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe it runs in my blood or something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hehe:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; japanese food!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; italian food!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..actually im having foot-ache!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;guess what d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now..we went to orchard..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; we went round &amp;amp;&amp;amp; round 'surveying' things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bags..shoes..make-ups..damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and aft that..guess what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to serangoon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omgomg!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt...its so de-stressing..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; kinda fun!bt tired..*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..its so rare for me to have some time out with my sis..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;might as well enjoy it!!:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway..i didnt fork out a cent for my meals..*winx*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats what so great about going out with family..:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know what d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im gonna enjoy every living second when im with my loved ones..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life is so short to even be sad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;being sad for even a minute,you've actually lose 60 seconds of pleasure and happiness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what a waste right,d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2733009060238653828?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2733009060238653828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-flower-that-hasnt-bloom-yetjust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2733009060238653828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2733009060238653828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-flower-that-hasnt-bloom-yetjust.html' title='im a flower that hasnt bloom yet,just becouse im too scared to face the world..the real world..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1325072484478248331</id><published>2009-08-16T10:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T10:43:53.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>idiot me~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; im sad now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so so sad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the funny thing is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you wanna know what,d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the reason..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i finally find out that im not the only one who knows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the secret..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baka ne?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so so childish..:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1325072484478248331?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1325072484478248331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/idiot-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1325072484478248331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1325072484478248331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/idiot-me.html' title='idiot me~'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2614611263122701394</id><published>2009-08-16T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T10:11:03.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i may make many mistake due to my youthfulness..:((</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; you know d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so so so pissed right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiishh..:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even though she really pissed me off..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant seem to hate her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiizz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something really wrong with me ekk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe becouse i really love her??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;iyekk!!cant be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..next time tell me sooner if you cant make it ekk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank goodness i havent went out yet..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt alas..i went out too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont know why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suddenly feels the urged..urrgghh!!hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sound corny..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt it feels so relaxinng!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know,with the stress piling up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the sem-end exam coming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the submission of proj!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG..all this summed up to DISASTER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CATASTROPHE!!!:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..and right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im rushing!!!baya balekk pose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh..skang aru nak baya ekk..hahas:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..my mum been nagging..from last year sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahas..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now?DOUBLE NAGGING!!hahs..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talking about nags..y ekk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the older you are..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the more you're prone to nag..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not talking bout my mother though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiishh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or my father..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt someone someone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..just now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my ear nearly bleed sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from hearing all those nags!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just say it once!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its enough..right d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2614611263122701394?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2614611263122701394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-forget-to-remember-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2614611263122701394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2614611263122701394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-forget-to-remember-me.html' title='i may make many mistake due to my youthfulness..:(('/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1629108960953859497</id><published>2009-08-15T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:49:43.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im...sick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; hey 'ssup d!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm..im not sick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;physically..ya know..:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;d..i dont know why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haiisshh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think im going mad already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-1629108960953859497?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/1629108960953859497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/imsick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1629108960953859497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/1629108960953859497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/imsick.html' title='im...sick...'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-705746074528956641</id><published>2009-08-10T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:05:35.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you can love me a lil bit,becouse i love you a lot..it'll even out somehow..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; hey D,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now i talked with asilah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;currently,she's kinda dating..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talking on the phone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aww..you know..that kinda things..hehe:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm..a good progress ekk..haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really..are we that unreliable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im feeling empty right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it feels so lonely..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;are we really dependant on them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is it really necessary..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know..this kinda things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haisshh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-705746074528956641?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/705746074528956641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-can-love-me-lil-bitbecouse-i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/705746074528956641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/705746074528956641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-can-love-me-lil-bitbecouse-i-love.html' title='you can love me a lil bit,becouse i love you a lot..it&apos;ll even out somehow..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-3501395044331198353</id><published>2009-08-01T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:48:21.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heartbroken...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; hey d..how do u do.. -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;asking someone who isnt even exist q..stupid ek..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm..i guess this is how it feels...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heartbroken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u know d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it isnt easy to hold a candle for someone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and its been 7 years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 long years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've liked someone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i guess this is it ekk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i told to myself..i'll like him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'll contiue to like him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till he finds someone else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he become someone's..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when he find a better girl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll let him go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'd always told myself that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but why d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when that time comes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it'd come..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant let go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it hurts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it hurts like hell,d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im in pain~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-3501395044331198353?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3501395044331198353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/heartbroken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3501395044331198353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3501395044331198353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/08/heartbroken.html' title='heartbroken...'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2367065377038839503</id><published>2009-07-15T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:26:10.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>d, you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; d, you know something??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's absolutely no rules in running away..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's no age limit too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;great or what?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whenever you feel suffocated..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; you think that ur problem is just too big..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; cant be solved..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u can just pack up ur stuff..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; go somewhere..someplace..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where everyone is a stranger to you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hide under the tremendous waves of people..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt it'll be so cowardly..right d?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2367065377038839503?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2367065377038839503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/d-you-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2367065377038839503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2367065377038839503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/d-you-know.html' title='d, you know?'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-7623474976883772727</id><published>2009-07-15T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:20:34.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we're talking cats and dogs language here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; hey d..miss me..??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sorry ley..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its my exam week..ley..haha:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmmm..u know d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i meet up with asilah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she never change!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NEVER!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its a good thing,you know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont want her, ever to change!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like the way she is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so comfortable..being around her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..basically just now..;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we just meet up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eat at BK..den we went to the library..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;laugh at all the NONSENSE book..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spend an hour or two there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lingering..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den we both decided to lend only one book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;den went to the park near the bustop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sit hours and hours at there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;doing nothing bt reminiscing at our old days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss that sooo much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can see that asilah's misses those days too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;her eyes shone so bright..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when she's talking about that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt then..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we both know that we'd to let go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:(( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so sad ley...haizz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-7623474976883772727?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7623474976883772727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-talking-cats-and-dogs-language.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7623474976883772727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7623474976883772727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-talking-cats-and-dogs-language.html' title='we&apos;re talking cats and dogs language here...'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-7174111066269634311</id><published>2009-07-03T02:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:49:06.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing everr build to Last..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; d,u know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everybody in my family is pretty hype right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they're all pretty happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'coz the number in my family member..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will increase pretty sooon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they're all pretty excited..and in bliss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt u know d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a part of me,really really happy bout it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its an honest truth...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im quite happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;atlast, my 2nd sister found herself a man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whom she loves and loves her back..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and of course,she's really happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u know,d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amongst all my sister..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love her the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone in this world would have someone they love the most..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she understand me the most..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's a wonderful sister..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she is sooo soooo nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;altruistic,caring,loving and the most nicest sister ever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; if all goes well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she'll belong to someone else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll have to share her with someone else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; u know,d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the other part of me..&lt;almost&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;refuse &amp;amp;&amp;amp; unwillingly dont wanna let her go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont wanna lose her to someone else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont wanna share her to someone else..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want her for my own..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u know,d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ever since im a child..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my parents've always given up on me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they always thought that im a troubled child..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they'd always asked me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"yaya, why cant you be like all ur other sister?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; there's a time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my 2nd sister asked me this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"yaya.why is it when i look at you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel that you're suffocating inside..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; you look as if you're shouldering this whole world burdens..?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shes always looking out for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;slap me at times&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scold me all the time..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i know,she loves me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whenever she scold me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i would smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nice girl tends to get misunderstood..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she thought i was being rude..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she would slap me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt i smiled 'coz im really happy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i loiike it when people scold me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nags at me..'coz i can feel love vibes emitted out!:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt d,its too much right??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im content now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it enough..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i should let her go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; persue her own happiness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just have to put on a smile right..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~its not that hard.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-7174111066269634311?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/7174111066269634311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-everr-build-to-last_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7174111066269634311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/7174111066269634311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-everr-build-to-last_03.html' title='Nothing everr build to Last..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4713453661850114207</id><published>2009-07-03T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:28:44.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing everr build to Last..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4713453661850114207?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4713453661850114207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-everr-build-to-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4713453661850114207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4713453661850114207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/07/nothing-everr-build-to-last.html' title='Nothing everr build to Last..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2690736965971887647</id><published>2009-06-28T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T02:27:01.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why 0 why,things cant remain unchanged..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;D,u know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared ley..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont wanna lose my precious sister..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will she change after she got married..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will she stop loving me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like she used to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont want that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2690736965971887647?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2690736965971887647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-0-whythings-cant-remain-unchanged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2690736965971887647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2690736965971887647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-0-whythings-cant-remain-unchanged.html' title='why 0 why,things cant remain unchanged..?'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-371002673756605248</id><published>2009-06-27T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:36:59.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im a coward..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  d,truth is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im a coward..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared &amp;amp;&amp;amp; didnt have enough courage..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to forget it &amp;amp;&amp;amp; carry on living..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as if nothing happened..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just cant..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im comfortable this way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the way i am..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but basically im running away from everything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;right,d??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'd always think that this isnt forever..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life is short..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its unpredictable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we never know what'll happen tomorow..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i tend to shove everything aside..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saying that its okay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'coz..tomorrow'll never come..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but..it came &amp;amp;&amp;amp; gone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without me even realising it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt that thing,still beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;feigning ignorance &amp;amp;&amp;amp; being oblivious about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats how i solved my problems..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pretty unresponsible..aint i??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-371002673756605248?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/371002673756605248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-coward.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/371002673756605248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/371002673756605248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-coward.html' title='im a coward..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4725256746181214009</id><published>2009-06-25T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:44:20.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its too lonely..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; its too painful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its only normal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to want someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to snuggle up together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4725256746181214009?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4725256746181214009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-too-lonely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4725256746181214009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4725256746181214009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-too-lonely.html' title='its too lonely..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4277249432033887958</id><published>2009-06-25T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:05:14.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wonder what will become of me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; d,what will become of me..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont like reality..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im more comfortable in my dreams..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whenever im feeling down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll inject hallucinations &amp;amp;&amp;amp; illusions to my conscience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to make me feel better..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can that be,right d..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like im living in my dreams..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont want to lose myself there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; never be able to step to reality..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back to earth,real world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;d,im scared..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4277249432033887958?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-3942803272829550421</id><published>2009-06-24T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:14:54.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o God, please let this love feeling dies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; God, O God..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please let this love feeling dies &amp;amp;&amp;amp; withers to nothingness..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im desperate O god..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its hurting me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its killing me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can take it,no more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont want this anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its twisted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its a mistake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it should'nt even be here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why O why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O God&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im feeling like this..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-3942803272829550421?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3942803272829550421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-god-please-let-this-love-feeling-dies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3942803272829550421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3942803272829550421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-god-please-let-this-love-feeling-dies.html' title='o God, please let this love feeling dies..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-6287071378275486372</id><published>2009-06-24T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:07:24.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is a maze,love is a riddle..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; u know,d&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its too much and its a lot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be someone im not..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;y the hell must we change sia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im comfortable in my own skin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont see a need for me to change..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im bizarrely purr-fect:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-6287071378275486372?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/6287071378275486372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-is-mazelove-is-riddle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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night..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; d,u know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im down with flu seyy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very sad leyy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haizz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it feels horrible everywhere..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my back pain loikke hell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..very sad seyy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt u know,d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when im down like this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it kinda flash me back when im still at my old school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; my ustazah once told me that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if Allah send me an illness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's testing me and while he's at it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all my lil sins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will vanished into nothingness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im kinda relieved when i think about it u know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so its not that bad..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8075581571253527131?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/8075581571253527131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-gonna-be-long-and-lonely-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8075581571253527131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/8075581571253527131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-gonna-be-long-and-lonely-night.html' title='its gonna be a long and lonely night..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-8476193990979005186</id><published>2009-06-23T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T03:42:28.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom,a bitter sweet sensation..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hmm...u know d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this monday i'll start my examination..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but,hell!i have'nt even touch any of my book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like oh my god!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yaya!!what happened to you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;damn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haishh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've started to feel nervous now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im not gonna sleep tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like hell we've all the time in the world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i gotta feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that tonight gonna be a long night..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-8476193990979005186?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-409316308890443000</id><published>2009-06-22T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:34:05.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thousands of stars,reminiscing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; d,u believe in everlasting love..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u know d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna believe in it,ya know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but somehow..somewhere in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'd realise that there are a lot of living examples..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;around me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they keep on reminding me that such things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only exists in fairytales..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it'll keep me in denial..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i'll try so hard to grasp to my belief..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know already..&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i believe that our fates and destiny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;has already been written for us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even before we were born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt,a human as i am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-409316308890443000?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/409316308890443000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/thousands-of-starsreminiscing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/409316308890443000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/409316308890443000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/thousands-of-starsreminiscing.html' title='thousands of stars,reminiscing..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-2106857999621116254</id><published>2009-06-20T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:44:11.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this doenst hurt,at all..bt i had enough..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;D,do you know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after gone through heartbreaks &amp;amp;&amp;amp; heartaches..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone can really lose the ability to love again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how sad can that be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u know d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love is the most vital part of being human..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how can they lose it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt u know what sadder, d..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;unrequited love is so sad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we can love someone in second&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bt to forget them..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;took a lifetime!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; whats more,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in whatever you do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even if ur love is accepted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u cant be together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its so sad..right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im twisted..:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-2106857999621116254?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/2106857999621116254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-doenst-hurtat-allbt-i-had-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2106857999621116254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/2106857999621116254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-doenst-hurtat-allbt-i-had-enough.html' title='this doenst hurt,at all..bt i had enough..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-3649056664821469264</id><published>2009-06-19T11:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:12:48.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>now..3 am already..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; im very bored leyy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can someone fills me in..:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-3649056664821469264?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/3649056664821469264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/now3-am-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3649056664821469264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/3649056664821469264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/now3-am-already.html' title='now..3 am already..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-5210775910344614735</id><published>2009-06-19T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:11:17.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>serves me right,right?haha:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;reading all my friends blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;made me realise that mine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is the WORSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;really leyy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well..serves me right for start blogging so &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; late..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well..dun care aniway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i didnt start blogging for publisiti niwei..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;only one person know my blog..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think..very unlucky girl ehhk..haha:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-5210775910344614735?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/5210775910344614735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/serves-me-rightrighthaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5210775910344614735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/5210775910344614735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/serves-me-rightrighthaha.html' title='serves me right,right?haha:)'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4551622440277007941</id><published>2009-06-19T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:22:11.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a pebble in the water makes a ripple effect, every action in this world bear a consequence..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  u know d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it hurts like hell you know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when we go all out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; do something for someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but they heckkcare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; treat our efforts like shit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, i dont care anymore u know...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont care anymore for anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u know d,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;long ago, i like desperate u know..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanting something i know wont ever be mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared u know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always feeling scared...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know why..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im scared to do,im scared to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; im even scared to live..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i enjoy the feelings of escaping reality&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha,pathetic lil me,no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what is a night without the moon and the stars..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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consequence..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-3676921672520894586</id><published>2009-06-17T04:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:58:04.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fire and powder,as they kiss,consume..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know D..in this world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no one is perfect right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well,even im not perfect..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im no angel,no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant always do everything right,right??&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;living in this world..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it made me realise that dont ever judge a book by its cover..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sometimes the likes of you is better than the likes of me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i meditate upon my own name...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhkk..anyway,whos on for blood-the last vamp movie??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gimme a beep for whos interested..coz im going to watch it even if it means im watching alone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;dont need to remind me that its m18..i'd do that all the time:))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heheheh:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-3676921672520894586?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-4925183667373982633</id><published>2009-06-16T04:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:45:50.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yaya's new friend..:))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sjd_pz5gjrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/cILSB-RtcIg/s1600-h/IMG_1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347883438808534706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sjd_pz5gjrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/cILSB-RtcIg/s200/IMG_1319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; the 'monyet' with my beautiful niece..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sjd_ptTBAWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pQhtN4L6AqI/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347883437036470626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sjd_ptTBAWI/AAAAAAAAAAk/pQhtN4L6AqI/s200/DSC00124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; delicious choc cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sjd8f_WFmlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nUJtUUtC9zo/s1600-h/DSC00072.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347879971547617874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sjd8f_WFmlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/nUJtUUtC9zo/s200/DSC00072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;heyy guyss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hehe...suddenly..i feel like sharing with you,beautiful ppl bout my new friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well, its not that my old peeps are forgotten or something like that..bt hehe:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;anyway..we're having our first outing this thursday.. a bbq!!woohoo:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;getting pretty excited bout that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;well,anyway..im very touched with them sia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you know..i just got to know them like a few months..u know..too-early-to-even-gone-for-urine-test..hahaha..kay,kay!!lame..crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bt they actually remembered my birthday!!they even made a surprise party for me!!!im so very very touched seii that day..bt somehow..i cnt convey that msg across..really seyy..haha:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;they bought for me this big 'monyet'..yeahh..im wondering too..gt a special-secret meaning to that or something..think positive yaya!!hehe:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;very touched with them...feels like kissing and hugging them seyy..hehe:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;kay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;***i've yet to find my peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6669432237468735747-4925183667373982633?l=thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/feeds/4925183667373982633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/yayas-new-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4925183667373982633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6669432237468735747/posts/default/4925183667373982633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesundidntcomeoutagain.blogspot.com/2009/06/yayas-new-friend.html' title='yaya&apos;s new friend..:))'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sjd_pz5gjrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/cILSB-RtcIg/s72-c/IMG_1319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-1327051346724056293</id><published>2009-06-16T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:46:36.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mr sun,sun,mr golden sun..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sometimes, i really wanna be alone,ya know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it cuts me the trouble of having to monitor my behaviour and attitudes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've got issues,ya know..:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bt then,when im alone..i wish theres someone beside me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we dont need conversations..i just need someone by my side..:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you must be wondering..my email sounds crap right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;canwetalk??haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mayb to you..communications between you &amp;amp; ur loved ones is something trivial..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unimportant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bt to me..im almost desperate for it..haha:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pathetic girl,no??:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i remembered the last time we'd a real conversation..is when im 9..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aba storytell me to sleep..sweet aint it,no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aba:yaya bintii,d'ya know whats the worse sin &amp;amp; the most sinful act of all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me:huhh??i dont know..what is it aba??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;astonished by my stupidity..he laughed serenely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aba:its robbery my daughter,robbery..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when you kill a woman.you robbed her of her life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you robbed her parents of a dutiful daughter..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you robbed her husband of a lovely wife..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&amp;amp;you robbed her children of a wonderful mother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when you steal something..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you robbed that someone of their precious things &amp;amp; their sense of security N peace..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;when you tell lies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you robbed that someone of their right to know the truth.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And that night..without realising it,aba'd robbed me of my peaceful sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n i was just nine...:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n yeahh..my family is very tradisional..n me too,no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha..ive always been the black sheep among my sibs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;believe me,no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ask my father why he quits smoking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n i was just in primary two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;still cant believe??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i can show u my father's 'love marks',just below my hip..hehe:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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sun..'/><author><name>yayaya..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00285139977581190260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/Sk27E0oKnHI/AAAAAAAAABI/VGUGHoILOTw/S220/DSC00307.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6669432237468735747.post-3311040681231104839</id><published>2009-06-15T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T00:46:59.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all ab0ut yaya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/SjaajrBs-yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/95k5thY1TN0/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 154px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347631545185008418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BxXxrI5iC30/SjaajrBs-yI/AAAAAAAAAAU/95k5thY1TN0/s200/DSC00225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;never did i expect this day would come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i've a blog!!yeayy!!:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmm..actually..i dont know what to post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;basically..a lot of things've happen..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;esp in my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;life is unpredictable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haizz..why im sighing..o-O'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i dont know who to talk to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pic over there is me and my cuzzie..i know im pale-white..tired sia that time..i sent her back to m'sia..hours in the bus made me bus-sick..uwekk..with the smell and all..made me pregnant-nausea...haisshh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate taking bus..:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well..pardon me for not introducing myself..my comm skill teacher will cry-lying-down-mouth-open if she know i didnt practise what she teach..haha:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;well,my name is hidayah bte badar abdat&lt;if&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;if you cnt pronounce my full name or have difficulty doing that,dont kill urself or something..alot of my friends cnt do that..just call me daya or yaya will do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im arabian-chinese if ur wondering..yeah,im mixed blood bt still,i speak in malay.. its my mother-tongue..yeah n im wondering too,where does that come from..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im still a student..unemployed..n bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just now,i watched terminater salvation alone..actually im not a fan of that bt no movie catches my eyes and i really want to watch something so i just settle down with that..thinking bck..actually im quite a loner..i just like to do things alone..n i find pleasure in doing that.. n i love lollipop!!watermelon flavour!!:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;im currently having my two weeks holidays n i tell you something,two weeks is not enough!!!well,nothing is enough anyway..to me..:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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