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term='Nothings gonna change my world'/><category term='menses isnt a BFF.'/><category term='colours of my life'/><category term='another living thing to call me aunty'/><title type='text'>steadyPOMpi-pi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' 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home."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hi Fahmi, I never follow you home but I chose you among others :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-470276926090150466?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/470276926090150466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=470276926090150466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/470276926090150466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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song :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bYCPvmaBz2Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4485143303241498816?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4485143303241498816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4485143303241498816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4485143303241498816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Mohammad Fahmi</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w28ZREQe3_Q" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7455088718692509321?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7455088718692509321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7455088718692509321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7455088718692509321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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first day of Ramadhan and alhamdulillah, I am able to fast as my 'time of the month' is not here yet. I am trying to blog everyday starting from today.. My birthday will be on the 26th of August and as usual I want to keep track of the days before my birthday (especially when it is on ramadhan). I feel bersyukur that this will be my 2nd time turning older on a holy month. I used to fret about it for my 21st but I am looking forward to my birthday this year cause last year was awesome. I turned 21 without any party but it was one of the best cause I found inner peace and only god knows how menderita I was but it was all fine cause I have faith :)))&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat menjalani ibadah puasa :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3866055030438239236?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3866055030438239236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3866055030438239236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3866055030438239236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3866055030438239236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2011/08/1st-august-2011.html' title='1st August 2011'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4863692258717132901</id><published>2011-07-25T21:52:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T08:34:15.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugsandkisses'/><title type='text'>I love you. Always.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi Fahmi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Firstly before I start, look at the stars, look how they shine for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Oops copied from Coldplay).. But seriously, chin up dear Fahmi, you have a whole lot of potential that can bring you far. I know that times are hard now but it's alright. You just need to be a little bit more positive. Every setback you face is a test to prove how much you want the things you wanted. I am sure, with faith &amp;amp; perseverance, you can defeat all odds. Cummon MR FAHMI!!! you have all the strengths to go through all this :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As a girlfriend, one of my bad point is that I can be such a ..... with all my bitch fits and stubbornness but I have never given up on you as an individual and also on our love. You are all I asked for.. Where on Earth can I find someone who have the character of Seth Cohen(smart, witty)  , Shrek(aloof but have the kindest heart), Beast in Beauty &amp;amp; the Beast (fierce but charming).. ???? You are a perfect concoction of 'my version' of a 'KNIGHT IN A SHINING ARMOUR' who is tough, kind, ermm sorry but is an encyclopedia and charming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, life is not a fairytale.. We do have our 'I HATE YOU TO THE CORE' moments. Many times that I feel like walking off, is also the time where I have this infinite feeling that you have long existed in me. Seriously I feel like yelling and hit you hard when you say awful things like "I AM NOT A DOCTOR, DON'T ASK ME".. But when I am on the verge of exerting all my fiery energy to you....Being Fahmi, you will say things that make sense and is justifiable..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is one out of other things that I like about you. You make me 'understand' instead of 'tolerating' you. It is better to understand something, it means you accept it while there is a limit when it comes to 'tolerating'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You, break me apart just to make me a better person :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I know that I will be perpetually in love with you despite all those days where we were killing each other with words and actions. 2 years of a relationship may seem amateur but ours is definitely not a 'teenage kind of love'.. I do not know what the future holds for us. For now, I just want to make every single day a memorable one with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May we stay strong and grow old together living life of our dream and guide each other to heaven. Happy 2nd Anniversary Boyfriend! I love you, always :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nurmalah Yunos :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P/S: PO SAID EH OH!!! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4863692258717132901?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4863692258717132901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4863692258717132901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4863692258717132901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4863692258717132901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-charming-beast.html' title='I love you. Always.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1808194659433972566</id><published>2011-06-07T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:54:10.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ineedsomeonetosingasonglikethis.'/><title type='text'>Take that - Rule The World   [Lyrics]</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xCQuIIO580Y?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1808194659433972566?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1808194659433972566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1808194659433972566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1808194659433972566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1808194659433972566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2011/06/take-that-rule-world-lyrics.html' title='Take that - Rule The World   [Lyrics]'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xCQuIIO580Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5131356394601052567</id><published>2011-06-07T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:40:53.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ihaveneverleftmyblogspot'/><title type='text'>Hi baby :)</title><content type='html'>Hi,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;isowanaxoxo.&lt;/i&gt; Please don't ever think that I have abandoned you. I will be back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nurmalah Yunos :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5131356394601052567?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5131356394601052567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5131356394601052567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5131356394601052567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5131356394601052567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-baby.html' title='Hi baby :)'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1263188542547447083</id><published>2011-03-11T03:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T03:05:50.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;"Whatever tomorrow brings, I’ll be there&lt;/em&gt;… &lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;With open arms and open eyes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt; Drive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Incubus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1263188542547447083?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1263188542547447083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1263188542547447083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1263188542547447083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1263188542547447083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2011/03/whatever-tomorrow-brings-ill-be-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5604821791845792319</id><published>2011-02-11T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T22:17:09.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no. I am not arguing with Fahmi.'/><title type='text'>the urge to listen to this song. On repeat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zrba4CZaqWw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5604821791845792319?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5604821791845792319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5604821791845792319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5604821791845792319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5604821791845792319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2011/02/urge-to-listen-to-this-song-on-repeat.html' title='the urge to listen to this song. On repeat.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zrba4CZaqWw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-6637682188570517403</id><published>2010-08-23T02:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T02:49:21.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy much'/><title type='text'>I can't wait, i can't wait for raya!!</title><content type='html'>Zakiah texted me in the afternoon telling me that she was excited for raya after listening to raya songs!!!! I am EGGCITED TOO SITI ZAKIAH!! Remember those days where we used to jalan raya? Epic fun la! It has been, 10 years???? GOSH! Make sure this year we visit each other houses alright! In a blink of eyes, i have been religiously fasting and is very thankful for that. Dear lover, do visit me when it's after Ramadhan, let me puasa the whole month kay?? And if you do visit when it's raya, please have mercy on me and not give me mood swings? xx :) 13 days, can you believe it? It felt like i just started fasting 3 days ago.. Fahmi called me early in the morning and i am glad that he made that call or raya will be without him. Thank you Fahmi, i know it is not easy to understand me. Oh to SITI ZAKIAH, DAH BUAT KUIH RAYA JANGAN LUPA KASI ORANG DISINI RASA YA ;) HEHEH, i really can't wait for raya!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-6637682188570517403?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/6637682188570517403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=6637682188570517403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/6637682188570517403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/6637682188570517403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-wait-i-cant-wait-for-raya.html' title='I can&apos;t wait, i can&apos;t wait for raya!!'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7079737862736954494</id><published>2010-08-23T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T01:51:28.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole new world :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVxUUotm1P4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7079737862736954494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/whole-new-world.html' title='A whole new world :)'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8466072214961802668</id><published>2010-08-22T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T05:31:14.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm gonna find a way to make it without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-8466072214961802668?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8977079905883918058</id><published>2010-08-22T05:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T05:29:04.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another quiz :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Dear Nurmalah Tamagotchi, you have finish taken The Clothes You Wear Personality Test.&lt;br /&gt;The analysis: You are probably a romantic and passionate person. You are sensitive and lonely when you aren't in love. You can be somewhat self-centered, but you are honest and sincere to others. You like to make a good impression of yourself and worry about what others think of you.&lt;br /&gt;What others see from your style: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You wear whatever you please&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You are probably confident&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Stubborn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Strong-minded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Independent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Deep down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;However&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You think that you are being excluded from society&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You wish you belonged&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;But as you don't&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You're going to follow your own rules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What your nightclothes reveal: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You are friendly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Always in good mood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You are candid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Helpful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Can be sexy at times too&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What others see from your ties: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You are kind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Friendly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You are an uncomplicated person&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Enjoy exciting activities&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What others see from your belts: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You don't like to show your feelings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Normally&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You are gentle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Friendly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;But you don't like socializing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;It can be difficult to get to know you well&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You probably only have a few close friends&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What others see from your shoes: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You are a person who loves simplicity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Is sincere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Open&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You are pleasant to be with&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Easygoing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Always in a good mood&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You neither want to control nor be under someone else's control&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You don't care much about how you look&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Know that it's what's inside someone's heart that's important&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What others see from your earrings: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You are attractive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Unique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Wearing these sorts of earrings indicates that you are a romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Easygoing person&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;You like to have people pleasing you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Your personality is bright&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/cloth_wear/index.php#" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Cheerful&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-8977079905883918058?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/8977079905883918058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=8977079905883918058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8977079905883918058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8977079905883918058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-quiz.html' title='Another quiz :)'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1671456391104486938</id><published>2010-08-22T05:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T05:06:23.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dear Nurmalah Tamagotchi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are a very charming person. The sexy charm that you posses attracts others' attention and gains you much popularity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Most people like the way you look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are advised not to believe too much of people's sweet and honeyed words and phrases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It is suggested that you show more of your talents and intelligence, so that people will have a good impression of you not only because of your outward appearance but because you have a good character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-The one in bold, true! and when it comes to my abilities, it is true that i don't reveal much instead i praise others more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1671456391104486938?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1671456391104486938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1671456391104486938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1671456391104486938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1671456391104486938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/facebook-quiz.html' title='Facebook quiz'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7481125555503571780</id><published>2010-08-21T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T22:40:19.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My stupid birthday</title><content type='html'>I G A V E U P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7481125555503571780?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7481125555503571780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7481125555503571780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7481125555503571780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7481125555503571780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-stupid-birthday.html' title='My stupid birthday'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2492634754977372238</id><published>2010-08-21T05:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T05:35:09.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5 more days.'/><title type='text'>21 years ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TG71B8slvWI/AAAAAAAAAtI/7Mr_79uTgms/s1600/22552_296376003871_692418871_3377637_1110215_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TG71B8slvWI/AAAAAAAAAtI/7Mr_79uTgms/s400/22552_296376003871_692418871_3377637_1110215_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507608808142519650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 August 2010;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;21 years ago, what was my mummy feeling? Did she know that i am coming out soon? Was i giving her terrible cramps? OH!!! What about my siblings? Were they excited, after 7 years with no baby in the family ? All that was 21 years ago ^^. Heheheheh. Oh by the way.. my playlist was playing a few of Muse's songs and it brings back great memories!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you Fahmi, for the 6months anniversary gift. We were having our usual picnic at the beach and he presented me 3 tickets to Muse's concert. One for me, him and Neeza. At that point i really do not know what to say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All he wanted was me to go to the concert with my friend (who also love Muse) to go with me so i can have a double joy. Not only that, he also tagged along despite not being a big Muse fan. Thank you Fahmi, for bringing wonders in my life. But you know i will still love you even without all these surprises of yours ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Below is a video taken by Dearest Neeza during the concert. You can literally hear our screams!!! I find that i was so annoying with my screams but you can't blame me, i waited 3 long hours!!!! It was a dream came true :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; white-space: nowrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;font-size:13px;"&gt;TATA, TIME TO SAHUR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVno611a39Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NVno611a39Q?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-2492634754977372238?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2492634754977372238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2492634754977372238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2492634754977372238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2492634754977372238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/21-years-ago.html' title='21 years ago'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TG71B8slvWI/AAAAAAAAAtI/7Mr_79uTgms/s72-c/22552_296376003871_692418871_3377637_1110215_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-3150713127811981758</id><published>2010-08-21T03:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T03:23:33.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frida Kahlo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TG7VsC4_PYI/AAAAAAAAAtA/CjZmEbffLaM/s1600/frida_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TG7VsC4_PYI/AAAAAAAAAtA/CjZmEbffLaM/s400/frida_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507574346987552130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zakiah tagged me on a photo of her and her niece. Their image instantly reminds me of Frida Kahlo. Once upon a time i used to find her eyebrows very disturbing. SHEMALE? That was the first thing that came into my mind when i was reading about her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I paint self portraits because I am the person I know best." - Frida Kahlo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She began to paint during her breakdown due to poor health and is best known for her self-portraits. I have to admit i never find her interesting, it wasn't love at first sight until i keep viewing her art works. Check her out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3150713127811981758?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3150713127811981758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3150713127811981758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3150713127811981758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3150713127811981758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/frida-kahlo.html' title='Frida Kahlo'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TG7VsC4_PYI/AAAAAAAAAtA/CjZmEbffLaM/s72-c/frida_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2469830543777231616</id><published>2010-08-19T04:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T04:43:53.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive feeling'/><title type='text'>4:42 am</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt; &lt;i&gt;To have a fulfilled life, you must succeed in all of these areas. By asking yourself five simple questions each day, you will be move toward a happy, fulfilled and successful life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What am I thankful for today?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What did I learn today?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Where did I do a good job?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Who was I valuable to today?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How did I take care of myself today?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 more days;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;I have come to a conclusion that i will put an end to certain issues that has been bothering me. It may not be solve now but some day it will make sense. I remember what Zakiah told me, why bother what others say if you know that you are true to yourself? There is a reason behind everything. So ya, buck up Nurmalah Yunos and wise up. Happiness is a choice and i chose to have it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Nurmalahy&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/5076983232401617486-2469830543777231616?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2469830543777231616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2469830543777231616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2469830543777231616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2469830543777231616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/442-am.html' title='4:42 am'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2536432192884822163</id><published>2010-08-18T23:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T00:42:48.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i feel guilty..'/><title type='text'>When the BF decides to pamper you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyODIxNDYyNzEzODgmcHQ9MTI4MjE*NjI4NjY4MCZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWZkYTFiYmJjYzY2MjRiZTQ5ODAy/NmRmZGFiZGQzNmUy.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;I was entitled to a store wide discount at any store that is under Jay Gee. One of them is New Look. I felt that it will be wasted if i am not going to spend on anything with my big discount, even on their discounted items. So after surveying on computer parts at Sim Li and breaking fast at Tong Seng, Fahmi and i went to Suntec to take a look at the collections they have at New Look. Since it is only the mid of August, i just thought of browsing through. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;As usual i will go gaga over the wedges. Honestly my trip there was quite disappointing cause this time round there are not much items that attract me, the shoes corner was the most disappointing. To not waste my trip there i continued browsing until i saw a trench coat. I had always love trench coat and i wouldn't mind if i own hundreds of them. I am a person who dislike wearing jeans but i have not much choice since i live in a tropical country. Trench coat are the best you see, you can just pair it with any legging and voila! Even on your lazy days, you can just wear any shorts and t-shirt underneath it, no one will know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;I love trench coats, legging and dresses. Think Blair Waldorf :) That is the kind of look i would love to portray myself as ever since i was a child. I will tell myself that when i am a young adult, thats the look i will have. Nice isn't it? Alright i am side tracking.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;Back to the trench coat at New Look.. So i tried it on.feeling london!  teheee. Fahmi said i look good on it. Hehehe but i never thought of getting one, with the weather we have in Singapore it would be a waste of money, right? So after browsing and browsing, nothing caught my eye. Even the dress i tried on is a no no, too skimpy according to Fahmi but he was right la. As i was contemplating on that dress, Fahmi drag me to the trench coat corner... Boy oh boy he insisted that i get the trench coat and he said he wanted to buy it for me. Of course i said no.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;He may be my boyfriend but he is not oblige to spend on me as i am able to earn my own money. Guess what? he spent 20-30 minutes? rejecting my idea of not getting that trench coat and he won..... Always! Hmmph. And knowing that if you buy any two items from the orange tag, you will get free earrings. Again he insisted that i get another item. I grab the cheapest i can which is a headband ^^.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt; So guess how much is the trench coat after my birthday discount?? Original price was $99, it drops to $59.90 and with my birthday month privileges, the coat cost Fahmi $37.90. I could see him smiling. My dear boyfriend is not someone who is spendthrift and he himself admit that he is very very very stingy. He only spend on items when he feel that the price is reasonable and so on. I have to salute him when it comes to handling money, a strictly discipline person when it comes to money. Sometimes i feel bad when he splurge even though he can afford it. But then again, thanks alot Fahmi, :) Oh this trench coat is really worth the money, a few others that i have been eying on cost a bomb, as much as $200++!!! Oh Fahmi will never let me buy that even if i use my own money. He will give me his -___- face! HAHA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;By the way... the trench coat material is suitable for Singapore, more plus points for it;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;Lovely weather isn't it? The song below suits my mood for now. Lykke Li is the sex :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;visibility: visible; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf" height="165" width="240" style="width:240px;height:165px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="TL"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="myid=64247167&amp;amp;path=2010/08/18&amp;amp;mycolor=222222&amp;amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/64247167" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" title="Get Music Tracks!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Music" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.mixpod.com/images/make-own.gif" title="Create A Playlist!" style="border-style:none;" alt="Playlist" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Music&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-2536432192884822163?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2536432192884822163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2536432192884822163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2536432192884822163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2536432192884822163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-bf-id-pampering-you.html' title='When the BF decides to pamper you.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5279710238774359408</id><published>2010-08-18T13:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T14:05:16.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>8 more days;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As days goes by i wish i could express myself. I may look happy and can't be bothered but that is the only way to hide my emotions. I am a victim too you know and it is sad that i am the one who has to pay the price. 8more days, i just wish to disappear. I would fly to Santorini if i could, right at this minute. Those moments i wish you all could see the pain in me. I wasn't being ignorant, i just find it hard to express my feelings. Someday i wish out of my daily life, someone would ask me if i am alright. The truth is, i am not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nurmalahy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5279710238774359408?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5279710238774359408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5279710238774359408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5279710238774359408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5279710238774359408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/8-more-days-as-days-goes-by-i-wish-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8360920946068922478</id><published>2010-08-18T03:47:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T05:42:27.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard felt feelings.'/><title type='text'>Can we stop hating and start loving instead?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ometimes i wonder, as much as i took the blame... Was i totally to be blame? Deep within i know i meant no harm. How could i? You are the most precious in my life. It has always been you. Movies, good food, boys, new friends, everything.. You can ask around, you are the one who i will never fail to mention. As a child, my mak will always remind me this 'In every problem that has happen to you, you are part of the reason.' She always told me to blame myself first. When i forgive someone, means i treasure that person and i do not want she/he to feel bad but why Nurmalah? Why do you feel uneasy for not shouting at that person? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Seriously i may be a drama queen and all talkative but honestly i have problems expressing my feelings. Truth is, i really do not want to hurt others. Life is already complicated why complicate it further? Sadly, all these while, i made the wrong move to keep the other side of my feelings unknown to you. By doing so i realised that i wasn't being open but i don't have the heart to tell you off, telling you that your actions hurt me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;To begin with, we were the best of friends and i accepted you for your flaws. It is just not me telling someone off that he/she has hurt my feelings. You know it right? How i get misunderstood for? When it all come to this, you know i only hope that you trust me when i told you that i never betray you. I was all along ranting to a few friends whom are close to us whom i know won't change any perspective towards you. Those ranting were trivial matters like ' harsh words from you'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;What we had was real right? Even if you don't feel it, you know all along i felt that infinity between us. I regretted for not being affectionate towards you. We wasn't affectionate to being with. No xoxo, no endless hugs, no 'i love you' but deep within my heart you are always there, a part of me. There was never a day or a minute that i would think of life without you. In everything i pictured myself in, there's always you, the person i would invite to my future home, the god mother to my future kids. You are always number 1 in any lists i made. Those days when you were hinting me about certain things, i regretted not telling you that i am awared of it. One mistake, we did not assure each other that we were bestfriends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Do you know that on the morning of your graduation, i was the happiest girl alive? In how many years, that was the first time you addressed me as bestfriend and i almost teared. I told the whole world how much you meant to me, from schoolmates to boyfriend but i never tell you, another regret. Trust me, it seems that i care for my boyfriend more, truth is, you came in first, you can ask him. There are a million things i wanted to tell you, i just hope that you would trust me that i meant no harm. I am not those who backstab you which i dare to admit. I may be not be a real friend to many but trust me that when it comes to you, it's a different story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;One more thing that you should know, you are the bright light to many friends, everyone loves being with you :) I do not know about you but for me, i can never have the affinity i had with you with any other. Those years we built, those crazy moments like...stalking Miss Tong at Parkway, recorded a video of those guys who bitch at Mango sale, HANGOVER!, eating discounted yogurt after jogging, meet ups after school and all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; I grew up being an aloof person, i hardly laugh. Only certain people can bring that jovial side of me and one of them is you. The only reason why i am still watching GG despite liking it right till Season 2 is because i envy Serena and Blair. We can never be Marissa and Summer but i believed we are like S and B, am i right? Those days when i was watching Season 1, you know i cried alot cause Serena and Blair really shows me how much i really love you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Lastly do you know that when i decided to have a blog, a few of my classmates keep hounding me to post my first entry but i told them to wait till it was your birthday. My dear blog was launched on your birthday on the year of 2008. How can you not be special to me? The selfish me wish that everything will go back to normal but it's not that easy i know. I am not an angel, those days that i wasn't there for you, made you angry and most of all hurt you, I AM SORRY. Do know that i am always here if you need me. I am no longer your bestfriend but to me you will always be mine and if there is ever a day that you need someone, you know where to get me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I hope to not offend anyone regarding this post. Spare me, it is just my feelings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-8360920946068922478?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/8360920946068922478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=8360920946068922478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8360920946068922478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8360920946068922478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-we-stop-hating-and-start-loving.html' title='Can we stop hating and start loving instead?'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2286914430543119224</id><published>2010-08-11T03:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T03:36:44.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>I felt bad for treating my mum badly. I shouldn't have scolded her for being beyond silly and ridiculous in the afternoon. When i think about it now, i feel so bad that i can't sleep. I never even thank her for spending her time (right after work) sending my hari raya laces to the tailor. I even told her that her ideas were so outdated :/ Yes, i am an evil daughter :'( I badly feel like sneaking into her room and hug her to sleep now... Mak, i'm sorry. By the way, thanks for taking care of me the day before yesterday. I was vomiting in my room and barely can move, all i need to do was dial my mum's number. There she was massaging me, asking me if i feel better and so on. The next morning, upon seeing that i am still not well, she immediately sent me to the doctor. I caught a virus and had a few fainting spells. My mum was all along there rubbing axe oil on my forehead, i can exactly visualized her worried face now. I wouldn't be better if my mum wasn't around. All my life, she has always been there and yet i kept complaining that she was sometimes bias towards me and my four elders siblings. How pathetic can i get? I am so ashamed of myself :( I can never find someone who will still be there for me even after seeing the monstrous side of me. That one person who never gives up on me, never fail to pray for me. I am like her asthma, she can never breathe without knowing that her children are save. She is always worried for her kids, even for my three elder siblings who are married and two of them are already a parent themselves. Yes abang and kakak, she does worry for you guys. Mak, i am so sorry that i hurt you :( I love you mak, i will always do. You are my number one! Its Ramadhan now, please let me fight my sickness, i really want to fast, especially on the first day. I shall sleep now. xoxo. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S; I feel weird again. PLEASE, DON'T TELL ME THAT I AM GOING TO VOMIT AND GET SICK AGAIN. GET WELL SOON NURMALAH YUNOS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-2286914430543119224?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2286914430543119224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2286914430543119224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2286914430543119224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2286914430543119224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1310808791602466298</id><published>2010-08-06T03:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T03:29:07.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks for the companion.'/><title type='text'>Won't tell anybody</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1310808791602466298?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1310808791602466298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1310808791602466298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1310808791602466298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1310808791602466298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/wont-tell-anybody.html' title='Won&apos;t tell anybody'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2410525239903323119</id><published>2010-08-05T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T15:39:19.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday it will make sense</title><content type='html'>you don't make sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-2410525239903323119?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2410525239903323119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2410525239903323119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2410525239903323119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2410525239903323119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/someday-it-will-make-sense.html' title='Someday it will make sense'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-6661749448325563212</id><published>2010-08-01T06:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T06:23:48.164+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh simple joy in life :)'/><title type='text'>Perfect weather on my most favourite day :)</title><content type='html'>I'm on level 14 and it's 6:12am. A Sunday and it's raining. Perfect! At this moment, i'm truly grateful for all the good things i have in life. Right now,i feel like having a walk under the rain. Gosh i have never stop loving this weather, English weather. It's 25 more days till i turn 21.. Thanks Allah for letting me live this long :) I guess the song below suits my mood now. Oh! the moment i saw Pharrell William's name on the credits of the movie Despicable me, i was so elated la. I knew it! i knew that it's was him! (REFERRING TO THE MOVIE SOUNDTRACKS) BONJOUR!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3jT3_Vu9rQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J3jT3_Vu9rQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-6661749448325563212?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/6661749448325563212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=6661749448325563212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/6661749448325563212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/6661749448325563212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/perfect-weather-on-my-most-favourite.html' title='Perfect weather on my most favourite day :)'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5708906108313183967</id><published>2010-08-01T03:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T03:54:49.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;every word i want to say just keeps getting backspaced. im sorry. i wish you really knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/5076983232401617486-5708906108313183967?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5708906108313183967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5708906108313183967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5708906108313183967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5708906108313183967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/08/every-word-i-want-to-say-just-keeps.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4765041977336070017</id><published>2010-07-31T20:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T03:04:16.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When mummy is away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"&gt;&lt;div class="post_content"  style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Fahmi left for work 2 hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ago, poor boy, NS really drained him out. Fret not, November is nearing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" color="initial" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" color="initial" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;YAWNSS;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" color="initial" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" color="initial" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The line above was being typed about 4hours ago, before i doze off. Gosh the medicine that Fahmi gave me are really strong! Right till now, after sleeping, i still feel drowsy. It's 12:54am and it is already the month of AUGUST!!!!!! How many more days to fasting? YAY! I am looking forward to the holy month :) and it's 25 more days till i turn 21.. I have decided not to have any party cause it will be too late to organise one and since it's the fasting month, i guess it will be a simple one? Besides that, i can't possibly organise one all by myself. I have the instinct that this year i may be fasting for the whole month cause Ms Red just visited me today :) How great!!! Right? heheh. I promised myself that i will post a post just for Fahmi by Sunday..Looks like i have to forward it to Monday. I am off to the kitchen now, my dear boyfriend who i always complained that he is harsh to me bought me ration of food from NTUC and they are nuggets, tempura and so on cause my parents are away. He even wanted to get me a tub of ice cream, drinks and all. Silly! It is only for a night that i'm going to live without my parents by my side. Life can be nice sometimes, thank you boyfriend. Though you can really make me so angry that i can go on a killing spree but no matter what, i still love you Fahmi :) Nuggets, here i come and alright! now i regretted rejecting the ice cream offer :P HEHEHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" color="initial" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="post_content" color="initial" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline- "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;P/S; Please don't go saying this 'if it's me, i will definitely blablabla'. FYI, different people have different approach in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4765041977336070017?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4765041977336070017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4765041977336070017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4765041977336070017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4765041977336070017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/when-mummy-is-away.html' title='When mummy is away.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1345515243697806838</id><published>2010-07-31T04:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T04:27:12.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4:26am</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Weird mood, all sorts of disorder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1345515243697806838?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1345515243697806838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1345515243697806838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1345515243697806838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1345515243697806838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/426am.html' title='4:26am'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-9209117096467717829</id><published>2010-07-31T04:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T04:25:48.949+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it has got to do with love though'/><title type='text'>You were my wonderwall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;sometimes the truth doesn't come easy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;I still think of you, why? Why didn't you trust me? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;P/S; This is not about a boy.&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/5076983232401617486-9209117096467717829?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/9209117096467717829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=9209117096467717829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/9209117096467717829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/9209117096467717829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/weird-mood-disorder-of-sorts.html' title='You were my wonderwall'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4401437438747582883</id><published>2010-07-30T15:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T15:17:24.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGrx6etMl0w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PGrx6etMl0w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4401437438747582883?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4401437438747582883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4401437438747582883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4401437438747582883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4401437438747582883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-694073197037317709</id><published>2010-07-30T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T15:00:51.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; "&gt;“&lt;span class="quote" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; "&gt;Does it break my heart, of course, every moment of every day, into more pieces than my heart was made of, I never thought of myself as quiet, much less silent, I never thought about things at all, everything changed, the distance that wedged itself between me and my happiness wasn’t the world, it wasn’t the bombs and burning buildings, it was me, my thinking, my cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don’t know, but it’s so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I’ve thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.&lt;/span&gt;”&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; border-collapse: collapse; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 10px; "&gt;&lt;tbody style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;tr style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;td valign="top" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 20px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; width: 1px; "&gt;—&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top" class="quote_source" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Jonathan Safran-Foer; Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-694073197037317709?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/694073197037317709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=694073197037317709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/694073197037317709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/694073197037317709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/does-it-break-my-heart-of-course-every.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5990006657738670759</id><published>2010-07-29T00:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T15:02:24.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='someone new.'/><title type='text'>Hello You :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Met someone today. It was awkward at first but towards the end, it was all worthwhile :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5990006657738670759?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5990006657738670759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5990006657738670759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5990006657738670759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5990006657738670759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-you.html' title='Hello You :)'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5543409568973605981</id><published>2010-07-23T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:40:08.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the real deal is @ http://itellsecretstomyfood.tumblr.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5543409568973605981?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5543409568973605981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5543409568973605981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5543409568973605981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5543409568973605981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/real-deal-is-httpitellsecretstomyfood.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1365315188595840615</id><published>2010-07-23T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:06:01.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“It’s the worst feeling in the world to love &amp; hate someone all at the same time. And it’s hard to watch things change when all you want is for them to stay the same. It’s funny but stupid how you want everything &amp; nothing at the same time. It’s crazy when you want to let go, but you keep holding on. And when you want to move on, but you’re stuck right where you started. When feelings come &amp; go and you can’t decide what you want. When you have so many things to say but you don’t know where to start. When you want them in your life so bad, but all you can do is push them further &amp; further away. It’s so hard to think back to how things used to be &amp; look at it now &amp; realize that things are different &amp; they may never be the same. You tell yourself it’s not worth it, but if it really didn’t matter, you wouldn’t spend so much time thinking about it.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1365315188595840615?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1365315188595840615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1365315188595840615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1365315188595840615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1365315188595840615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-worst-feeling-in-world-to-love-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4895186846135308798</id><published>2010-07-14T19:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:47:17.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't be all sad all the time right? Honestly, i am a very emotional person. This will all happen when i'm all alone in my comfrot zone, that is within the four walls of my room. But when you see me smiling, laughing and all giggly, please don't see it as if i have no feelings :( I am really not in a great state now but hey! life still has to goes on right? Were you there when i am battling my own feelings? Smiling doesn't mean i am happy dear.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S; Nightmares are killing me, even in my afternoon nap :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4895186846135308798?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4895186846135308798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4895186846135308798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4895186846135308798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4895186846135308798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-cant-be-all-sad-all-time-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-3908668597750562155</id><published>2010-07-14T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:32:45.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightmares on level 14'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAY 5; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I SWEAR IF YOU EVER APPEAR IN MY DREAMS AGAIN, I WILL KILL YOU. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3908668597750562155?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3908668597750562155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3908668597750562155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3908668597750562155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3908668597750562155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-5-i-swear-if-you-ever-appear-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7389509483816574123</id><published>2010-07-13T09:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T04:17:08.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brightest morning :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morning! It is true that the sun shine the brightest after a stormy night. I guess last night was my final race. I'm done putting my heart on the line, hoping things will be better or was i too ashame? Nah, more like i am afraid. I am like a snail, hiding beneath it's shell. I shut myself from almost everything, every opportunity just because i was too afraid to make decisions. All along, i was just playing the waiting game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are the one that i love yet is also the one that hurt me the most. You know how awful i felt? Waiting? You know how pathetic i felt? Harping and harping the same thing? I only want to love and be loved. No, i am not saying that you don't love me. The point is, you misunderstood me way beyond anything. I gave you my heart, please handle it with care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright it's 3:36am now and yes the above two paragraphs was being typed earlier on. I was halfway through it when i suddenly fell asleep. Nah, i am not a piggy alright, i just took a  spoonful of cough mixture :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So back to where i stopped..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, yesterday morning i had a very positive and uhmmm, a little traces of my 'emo-self'. I told myself that i shall stop dwelling on things that makes me feel sad or issues that are never ending. I mean afterall, i will be ok right? I told myself, if i kept succumbing to it, when will i get better? Emotionally wise i mean. So come, let's all sing a song of happiness that come along with dance steps of joy, pamper ourself silly and put a smile on each other faces? I believe everyone is a God's gift and if you are sad, remember that there are people who care for you. No matter how bitchy life can get, trust me, it will get better if you want to :) Lastly, one thing is for sure, god is always there. I have to admit that i am not a disciplined muslim but i do have my time with God. Times when i'm happy, i will feel very bersyukur and thanked him. Times when i am in a bad shape, like yesterday night, i prayed to him to give me strength and patience to overcome the heartache. Last night, though i was crying, i went to sleep feeling very peaceful :) Fahmi if you are reading this, please stop cursing at everything. Rather than 'CCB' why don't you seek God for composure? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nurmalah. Y :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7389509483816574123?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7389509483816574123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7389509483816574123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7389509483816574123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7389509483816574123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-know-you-got-power-to-make-me-weak.html' title='My brightest morning :)'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5641082019481431253</id><published>2010-07-11T04:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T04:53:39.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't break my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5641082019481431253?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5641082019481431253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5641082019481431253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5641082019481431253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5641082019481431253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/dont-break-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4910170733783950778</id><published>2010-07-11T04:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T04:37:44.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i am so scared.'/><title type='text'>Hello Nurmalah, it's 2010.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies.&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst.&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to get old without a cause.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to perish like a fading horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many adventures couldn't happen today.&lt;br /&gt;So many songs that we forgot to play.&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams swinging out of the blue.&lt;br /&gt;We let them come true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;The question is, will i??&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/5076983232401617486-4910170733783950778?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4910170733783950778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4910170733783950778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4910170733783950778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4910170733783950778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-nurmalah-its-2010_11.html' title='Hello Nurmalah, it&apos;s 2010.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7830573950782725301</id><published>2010-07-09T00:37:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T04:45:00.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my boyfriend.'/><title type='text'>You may hurt me but i love you more than that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e was supposed to tutor my nephew but the little boy was having remedial and so;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fahmi came over to my house with lunch for the both of us and my dad. After eating and chatting, he played with my youngest nephew who is only a year old :) Cute right Fahmi? At around 4pm?? we headed to Holland V, to be exact, Chips Bee Garden. Fahmi was 'oh so reluctant' but we still ended up there ;) I miss my all time favourite brownie with any choice of a single scoop ice cream and today i picked ' Simply Chocolate' while Fahmi stick to his waffle and what cookie flavoured ice cream? I notice that there are new illustrations on the wall or has it been there all along?? Hmmmmmmm. Wanted to snap pictures of my 'oh so delicious treat' but naah, i did not bring along any camera and though the dear boyfriend has an iPhone, photos are still not taken. He knows, i know:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    Today Fahmi was extra sweet? how do i say it? Not only he sat beside me at the ice cream cafe, like literally beside me with no table infront of him! WROTE on my fb wall.. cheered me up when we sort of 'argue'.. He nearly made me cry with his words when we were walking along Jalan Saga Merah :I I LOVE YOU FAHMI, of course i do :) We wanted to eat a proper meal but Holland V lacks of Halal food plus Fahmi do not like the ambience, alcohol and all (i so love him for that:)) so we decided to head back to Bedok. Best of all he wasn't angry with me you see, which wasn't the first time. Not only i made him come to Holland V after him rejecting my choice, he did not even make a single fuss when we had nothing to eat or do after satisfying my Daily Scoops ( the ice cafe's name) cravings. I pitied him though, he was sleeping throughout the journey back to Bedok. Yes i am lucky :),  answering back to most of my friends. What is there not to be lucky? My dear boyfriend did not sleep after coming back from a night shift fulfilling his duties to serve the nation as a Policeman yet he did not complain a single bit. It was around 9pm when we reached Bedok, we headed to Teh Tarik to have our late dinner. Guess what? he even apologised for sleeping in the bus :) What only! hahahha. After dinner, as usual he will send me back home till it's home sweet home for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fahmi, Fahmi :) Oh guess what's the most beautiful thing he showed me while we were on our way to Holland V? A video from YouTube..Guess??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; It was a video of World War 2 in COLOURS!!! Fahmi, Fahmi, yes! it was beautiful sayang :) My boyfriend may appear to be very bo chap and all but the real fact is, he has lots of interesting things to share and is very knowledgeable. Get to know him more and you will know what i mean :) This is when the saying that goes ' don't judge a book by it's cover' suits him well!!! I know i made the right choice though he made cry and all. I love you Fahmi :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7830573950782725301?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7830573950782725301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7830573950782725301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7830573950782725301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7830573950782725301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-may-hurt-me-but-i-love-you-more.html' title='You may hurt me but i love you more than that.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8846004011834239816</id><published>2010-07-02T02:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T02:36:06.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="almost_half_cell" style="margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; "&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="zoom: 1; "&gt;&lt;span id="result_box" class="long_text" style=" line-height: 1.7em; vertical-align: top; margin-bottom: 5px; "&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Je me sens si non désirées. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pourquoi dis-tu tous ces mots qui blessent? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Je suis au-delà de la tristesse. Je veux vous laisser...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title="" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;mais comment puis-je? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span title=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Je t'aime, je ne supporterai jamais de le faire.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-8846004011834239816?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/8846004011834239816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=8846004011834239816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8846004011834239816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8846004011834239816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/07/je-me-sens-si-non-desirees.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4224672191353025776</id><published>2010-06-30T01:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:10:12.896+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>I want!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCorOiArN6I/AAAAAAAAAsw/0_4tXMzpWNk/s1600/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCorOiArN6I/AAAAAAAAAsw/0_4tXMzpWNk/s400/gift.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488246624552171426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4224672191353025776?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4224672191353025776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4224672191353025776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4224672191353025776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4224672191353025776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-want.html' title='I want!'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCorOiArN6I/AAAAAAAAAsw/0_4tXMzpWNk/s72-c/gift.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2092369167970978834</id><published>2010-06-28T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:20:28.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='...'/><title type='text'>Tell me why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;and his last words were not to come back to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;What am i suppose to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; If he wants me to stay, he would say 'stay' instead of those..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-2092369167970978834?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2092369167970978834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2092369167970978834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2092369167970978834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2092369167970978834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/06/tell-me-why.html' title='Tell me why?'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2596245459542184235</id><published>2010-06-28T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:15:09.923+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what happened?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; font-size: 20px; line-height: 22px; letter-spacing: -1px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;What you don’t know can’t hurt you. It’s what you suspect that screws everything up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you want me to stay, tell me. I will stay.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-2596245459542184235?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2596245459542184235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2596245459542184235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2596245459542184235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2596245459542184235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-you-dont-know-cant-hurt-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7054575114133788933</id><published>2010-06-28T20:21:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T23:11:36.280+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>Weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday was spent helping out my sister-in-law with her laces :) It came about when she came over to my house and as usual we have our random talks. She was talking about having a photoshoot for her laces. We were cracking our brains on who to use as the model apart from Sasa, my little niece:) when kak Farah suddenly told me to be the model. I was quite unwillingly to be one cause it was never my cup of tea but and after a few Nos from me, "Hey! why not? since i am free on Saturday and since my sister need my help, why don't i just help her :)" i said to myself. That is how i ended up being her model. Fahmi was the photographer on that day, thanks Fahmi for always being so helpful, i appreciate it alot:) We was thinking of Botanical Garden or Sengkang Park since the them was whimsical, greek goddess like but due to 'no car for the day', we settled with Bedok Reservoir, near and convenient:) My sister do our make up at her house and when it's already late afternoon, we make a move to Bedok Reservoir. Thank god there are shades there but the mosquitoes shows no mercy to Sasa, kak Farah and Fahmi. I wonder why they don't bite me and maybe like what kak Farah said, my blood is sour, hehehhehe true,true^^. After the whole photoshoot, Sasa suddenly said this "Moon!" I must say the moon was so big and i was there " Wow cresent moon, so big uhh". I tried to snap a few pictures of it but on the camera, it looks like any normal moon. At that point of time, all of us think nothing of the moon except that it looks beautiful. We did not realise that we are actually witnessing an eclipse!!!! Silly me, i didn't even notice that the moon was half until i recap what i have seen. Kak Farah gave us a great at 'i forget the place's name' it's near her mum's house though. The food was yummy!!! Thanks kak Farah for the treat :) After filling our empty tummies, we cabbed back to kak Farah's house and watched the news where we finally realised that we had witnessed an eclipse earlier on. After watching Incredible Tales, as usual Fahmi never failed to send me home. To him, it is like his duty that i am home save. I can never tell him that i do not want him to send me home or he will get very angry. Poor boy, he lives in the North yet he religiously send the girl back to the East side regardless where we are from, maybe not when we are in Yishun though. I have to thank bus number 854 for its service, without it, i will worry more for this boy. Below is a few photos i randomly pick from all. If you are interested in the laces, do inform me. The prices are affordable and the laces provided are OH SO CANTIK :) Sorry if some pictures are hard to view, its been a long time since i upload pictures here, i forget how to rotate it or is that feature gone? I can't seem to find it.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCiomcRnW2I/AAAAAAAAAsg/IrjdlJoeDXk/s1600/CIMG1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCiomcRnW2I/AAAAAAAAAsg/IrjdlJoeDXk/s400/CIMG1775.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487821524329519970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCimspCyv_I/AAAAAAAAAsY/ml41JLqp-9Q/s1600/CIMG1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCimspCyv_I/AAAAAAAAAsY/ml41JLqp-9Q/s400/CIMG1768.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487819431812972530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCimsCrC3sI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Paub4vfRGbU/s1600/CIMG1763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCimsCrC3sI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Paub4vfRGbU/s400/CIMG1763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487819421512818370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCilciORGhI/AAAAAAAAAsI/LwL7vhnNd5s/s1600/CIMG1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCilciORGhI/AAAAAAAAAsI/LwL7vhnNd5s/s400/CIMG1758.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487818055592516114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCilb7a2ehI/AAAAAAAAAsA/nwFGyaXfJDM/s1600/CIMG1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCilb7a2ehI/AAAAAAAAAsA/nwFGyaXfJDM/s400/CIMG1755.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487818045176314386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCikKgWhUoI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Xu0slZqyLcc/s1600/CIMG1750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCikKgWhUoI/AAAAAAAAAr4/Xu0slZqyLcc/s400/CIMG1750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487816646340989570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCikKM8-qSI/AAAAAAAAArw/7lCKzrJjB2c/s1600/CIMG1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCikKM8-qSI/AAAAAAAAArw/7lCKzrJjB2c/s400/CIMG1748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487816641133586722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is one of Fahmi's both weekend off and it was splendid :). Though our initial plan was not being carry out, we sure had fun. Did you Fahmi? If you read all of the above, by now you should know that our Saturday was spent with my dear sister-in-law :). Sunday was a last minute plan to go cycling since we never cycle on a Sunday before. As usual we will rent the two seater bike:). We are very romantic aren't we? Heehee :D We headed to the old Big Splash, now known as Playground? Before stopping at Playground, we or rather Fahmi cycled to the other end of ECP which is link to Fort Road. I instructed Fahmi to cycle slowly as it is a Sunday(alot of people), i want to avoid any mishap and also i wanted to enjoy the scenery :) Along the way we stopped by KFC and shared a box of popcorn chicken, bought a drink at 7 eleven and headed to Venice :). Venice is somewhere in ECP that holds a lot of our memories together. It is actually in between of Lagoon and Sailing Club. That place where there are big stone steps which looks like the beach in Venice hence that explains why we called it Venice. We did not make our usual stop at Venice though cause we wanted to go further. After cycling, we headed to Parkway to have our dinner, it was yummy and i nearly finishes my food :). I love Fahmi, i always do. I never been in love like how i loved him. Thank you Fahmi for all the times you spent with me. Below are some pictures i took while Fahmi cycled :) Anyway i do not know what is up with blogger, i can't rotate my pictures and i have no idea why there are lines. Never mind, i will never delete this blog of mine though i am in love with tumblr. Blogger has been there to pick myself up since i launched it on 5 November'08 but if you have the time, do visit my tumblr :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCidpKZBR8I/AAAAAAAAAro/K5jAPr7_v_o/s1600/CIMG1808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCidpKZBR8I/AAAAAAAAAro/K5jAPr7_v_o/s400/CIMG1808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487809476440442818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCidojp7cJI/AAAAAAAAArg/OwjlBK7se7c/s1600/CIMG1807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCidojp7cJI/AAAAAAAAArg/OwjlBK7se7c/s400/CIMG1807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487809466042380434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/TCicntz-6hI/AAAAAAAAArQ/4H0oXj2KkNM/s1600/CIMG1825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Drained me too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish people stop judging but learn how to feel, be in that person's shoes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To me it's rude to use my laptop when i leave it unattended, thats intruding my privacy.It is just rude.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just want my boyfriend to be happy, not only him, i want all my loved ones to be happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why Fahmi? why are you so grumpy and all? I know you are not such a person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss watching the televison, very much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am scared of something.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not dumb, i don't share much of my dreams with others, so just fuck it and don't judge me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It doesn't mean i don't want to go to school when i quit. YOU DO NOT KNOW THE REAL REASONS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I LOVE SCHOOLING, THATS VERY HONEST OF ME!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When i have no interest in things, forget it don't tell me or ask me, i will not want or bother to know a thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wealth is not so important to me, having just enough is perfect for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My main priority in life is happiness.. not cars or big houses.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;YES I HAVE CHANGED(FULLSTOP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So please if you have not talk to me for several years or is not the one i talked to everyday, sorry you do not know the real me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish that i wasn't fickle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish both my boyfriend and bestfriend understand that i love both of them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't side people, i hear both side of stories. I will just say my opinions but i don't side anyone. It takes two hands to clap. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Somehow, i wish that people would see things by the pros and cons of a problem, see good things in every people even if they are very evil.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am trying not to envy but admire.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I find it not necessary of me to be in line with others. As long as i am contented with what i have, its already good enough.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PLEASE DON'T ASSUME!!!!! THERE IS SUCH A THING AS ASKING ME. IF IT INVOLVES ME,I AM THE PRIMARY SOURCE, ASK ME, NOT ASSUME,oh don't say 'aiya i know her one, she is like that' Shut up! you don't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can say something but in my mind, it can be a different thing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't share much things with people, i talk alot to myself, in my head i mean.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I regret sharing my feelings most of the times cause most of the times i am being unfairly judge by that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I believe in keeping things to myself and let it happen, its easier to let others sees it then telling them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss my bestfriend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss that Fahmi i first knew.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I miss the 90s.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love magical, knights and fairies more than happily ever after.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a nice person if you really know me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I try to accommodate to everyone's needs but i realised that there are certain people who are meant to be call bitches but i still try not to bother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Told you i am trying to be good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really don't fancy clubbing, once in awhile is ok but i rather be at home sometimes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Back then i was just curious about clubbing but after a few trips, i really prefer being at home.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went clubbing cause i was too angry at my ex boyfriend which sucks i know.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a homey girl, not a girl next door but an angel next door.HAHAHAHAHAHA. spare me on this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can be wild, but rather be nice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't find it a need to choose my friends or be embarrass with whom i mix with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I be friends with who i am comfortable with, not because they are cool or not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I believe everyone is a god's gift but if i can't click with you, sorry we are not fated to be friends and i won't make your life hard. I can't be bothered with u, so don't bother me:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am literally sad that my boyfriend doesn't call me anymore.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even more sad when i found out my bestfriend talked about the past.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes i wish to walk away from every single thing and leave Singapore without telling anyone, money please come to me...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will only come back when i am ready,the longest 2years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love knowledge , i love books, any information, cool facts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sometimes when someone is telling me about something i know,i pretended not to know about it cause i find it rude to interrupt :/. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not into music, i can't sing for nuts, i can't count beats, i don't read notes and all but i do know lots of songs and i don't find it a need to tell the whole world every single music i love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel that sometimes being nice doesn't help, i GET BULLIED! HMMMPH. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thats why i am a quiet person now.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That doesnt mean when i am quiet i am angry at you, i just feel like being quiet sometimes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love being taken away by my thoughts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But me being talketive doesn't mean i don't think.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I know most people think i am very silly, i am but not VERY. Must i show u the serious me all the time? must i tell you every single thing that i think about? all of my opinions?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother is not a gay, don't be rude.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a malay and i am proud of my culture. I don't let mats and minahs hate my origins.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't confront people not because i am scared but i can't be bothered to complicate stuffs or that person is just beyond belief.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's always a bitch/dragon in everyone, even in me. So do not let me unleash it. I have a lot of patience though i appear not to. You will hate me all your life if you were to let me unleash that side of me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate hanging conversation. Please make things clear. I am not sherlock holmes i don't detect things easily and I DO NOT READ MINDS!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't solve riddles, please if you mean A ,tell me A. Don't go all emo and beat around the bush.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am easy going, i give in but please don't step over me. Can appreciate?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are really my friend, you don't go around telling people about my darkest memory and that darkest is the stitches on my wrist, do you know how it feel?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am too honest here, aren't i? :(  i do not know why. Sometimes i just feel like saying 'FUCK YOU' to every single one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3554341758859692069?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3554341758859692069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3554341758859692069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3554341758859692069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3554341758859692069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/06/urgh.html' title='URGH :('/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1742846600511756062</id><published>2010-06-09T16:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T16:14:24.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hmmm'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(70, 79, 80); line-height: 13px; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="color: rgb(233, 82, 3); font-family: 'Century Gothic', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 26px; line-height: 28px; font-weight: normal; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Nine things women say!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they&lt;br /&gt;are right and you need to shut up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;(2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means one-half&lt;br /&gt;hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given&lt;br /&gt;five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;(3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means&lt;br /&gt;something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with&lt;br /&gt;nothing usually end in fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;(4) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;(5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal&lt;br /&gt;statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks&lt;br /&gt;you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing&lt;br /&gt;here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to # 3 for the&lt;br /&gt;meaning of nothing.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;(6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a&lt;br /&gt;woman can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long&lt;br /&gt;and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;(7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just&lt;br /&gt;say you're welcome. (This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' -&lt;br /&gt;which is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say&lt;br /&gt;'you're welcome' -- that will bring on a 'whatever'.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;(8) Whatever: Is a woman's way of saying F-- YOU!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 14px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;(9) Don't worry about it, I've got it: Another dangerous statement ,&lt;br /&gt;meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several&lt;br /&gt;times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man&lt;br /&gt;asking, 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response, refer to # 3. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1742846600511756062?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1742846600511756062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1742846600511756062&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1742846600511756062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1742846600511756062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/06/nine-things-women-say-1-fine-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8960651007751625677</id><published>2010-05-22T01:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T02:46:24.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lil&apos;s girl bff'/><title type='text'>Happy 30th Anniversary Pac Man!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_bU1dAKSkI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3o2YJQZuREE/s1600/PAC+MAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_bU1dAKSkI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3o2YJQZuREE/s400/PAC+MAN.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473796411898874434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; I was grinning like a child the moment i saw pac man on Google homepage. HEHEHE... By the way Fahmi, i just ate strawberries, NOMNOM you!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-8960651007751625677?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/8960651007751625677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=8960651007751625677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8960651007751625677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8960651007751625677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-30th-anniversary-pac-man.html' title='Happy 30th Anniversary Pac Man!!!'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_bU1dAKSkI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3o2YJQZuREE/s72-c/PAC+MAN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1240779154769663276</id><published>2010-05-21T02:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T03:01:35.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am slowly trying to see all the good things in people. I am trying to feel more than judging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1240779154769663276?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1240779154769663276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1240779154769663276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1240779154769663276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1240779154769663276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-am-slowly-trying-to-see-all-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5208763311315020793</id><published>2010-05-20T02:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T04:28:42.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random days random thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I get random people telling me that i look skinny,as in my face,it isn't as chubby as before. Some even thought i am under depression, is very sick or is on a diet. Non of the above people! Now that i hardly eat, most people thought that i am on a diet. Even the dear boyfriend felt that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Fahmi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; tipu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; next time senang ah i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; i buy biskut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; u definitely eat one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; low in calorie mah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; hahahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Wah,wah...biscuit is definitely not enough for me you know,boo. My dad on the other hand thought that i have a severe illness and my mum will come up to me to question me. Annoying?, yes but most of all it's very funny. No mak and bapa, apart from my constant migraine, i am not sick. To those who is amazed with the size of my 13cm wrist, it's in the family, my dear sister have a small wrist too. Her ring size is the smallest in Asia by the way;). Besides that, i have hard time sleeping at night cause i have insomnia,that explains the dark circles. Every girl wants to be slim but not too slim or slim and look like a ghost,even worst if she looks like a frankenstein. I guess most of us will not be contented with our body. Am i right? Back then i used to complain that i am fat, now i feel like i look like a ghost..Nurmalah oh Nurmalah time to exercise and tone up your body! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;It's quite disturbing when you get a number of people telling you that you are too skinny, look sick or is on a diet. First of all, i dare to admit that i was never on a diet and food is my biggest love. It's just that as i grow up, i tend not to have a big appetite but when i am hungry,never expect to share a plate with me. Only those who are close to me knows that i am a hungry ghost ;) Honestly i do not know which food has the lowest calorie or which is not for me to consume after 9pm. I eat maggi, rice,nuggets, any food i can get after 1am, the time when i get very hungry. So please do not relate me to those anorexic girls, food is heaven to me. Enough talking about this, below is a photo of my ideal look, it was taken last two year? i was 19 years old then. I looked healthy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_Q0amdeSnI/AAAAAAAAAps/hBaRR5WUOvk/s1600/look+what+i+found.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_Q0amdeSnI/AAAAAAAAAps/hBaRR5WUOvk/s400/look+what+i+found.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473057078767405682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Since i am on blogger,i shall blog about Tuesday :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On Tuesday morning, i woke up and read a message. Silly Sam!! of course i wanna come. Congratulation Samirah!!! you look good in that 'HARRY POTTER' suit. Now that you have graduated, there is no reason for me to go to TP. I will miss all those time we meet to eat or just &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;to chat after, in between your lectures, when i am not in NAFA and is at home snoozing or whenever you are in TP and i am at Bedok, cause my house is near to your school. Good luck to you in the working world, i will still be in school. I love 'school' which explains why i won't be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-style: normal;  font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;wearing that 'HARRY POTTER' suit now ;) Next will be lunch/dinner time somewhere near City Hall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_Q0aWW_ikI/AAAAAAAAApk/tX4N7Q5PBos/s1600/30506_387995312819_533212819_4607593_2301300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_Q0aWW_ikI/AAAAAAAAApk/tX4N7Q5PBos/s400/30506_387995312819_533212819_4607593_2301300_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473057074445257282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Told you she looks good in it ;) After all the photo taking, Sam,her friend Huda and i decided to be a typical Singaporean which i shall not elaborate here. All i can say, we were not that kiasu cause those who were there first was like piranhas which left us with only noodles to eat,the fruit punch was awesome though :D Met Ketik  and proceed to Leisure Park where we decided to have a cheap dinner by spending on 3 cups of yogurt, 2 packets of twisties, a big bottle of mineral water and a bottle of apple juice for $7.10??? Affordable right?? muahahhah. God knows how long we spent our time at the Cold Storage. At first Ketik thought both Sam and i was joking about spending on the cheapest food. I know cause i can see it from her face but we all managed to spend within 10 dollars,each of us only forked out $2 plus..!! Very economical. Thats not about it, we even sat a place where in the end we felt that we look quite pitiful but who cares! Being 21 means freedom but it also means that we should start learning how not to spend blindly and unnecessarily, are you proud of me Fahmi?? hehehhehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Till then, goodnight. Can't wait to meet Miss Rose tomorrow and brother's wedding is nearing!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5208763311315020793?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5208763311315020793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5208763311315020793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5208763311315020793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5208763311315020793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-get-random-people-telling-me-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_Q0amdeSnI/AAAAAAAAAps/hBaRR5WUOvk/s72-c/look+what+i+found.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1330096435114049106</id><published>2010-05-19T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T21:55:31.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd May 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you have a date? No? Come and meet me ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1330096435114049106?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1330096435114049106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1330096435114049106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1330096435114049106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1330096435114049106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/22nd-may-2010.html' title='22nd May 2010'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8640686818105708392</id><published>2010-05-18T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T01:03:00.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At some point you will realize that you have done too much for someone, that the only next possible step to do is to stop. Leave them alone. Walk away. It’s not like you’re giving up, and it’s not like you shouldn’t try. It’s just that you have to draw the line of determination from desperation. What is truly yours will eventually be yours, and what is not, no matter how hard you try, will never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-8640686818105708392?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/8640686818105708392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=8640686818105708392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8640686818105708392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8640686818105708392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/at-some-point-you-will-realize-that-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-3548950464767645604</id><published>2010-05-17T00:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T01:49:02.169+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh no no..'/><title type='text'>Chopped tresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_AryyGZTPI/AAAAAAAAApc/d16FH1OkzwI/s1600/fahmi10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_AryyGZTPI/AAAAAAAAApc/d16FH1OkzwI/s400/fahmi10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471921698697202930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"My almost 1960s hairstyle is now an 'AH-LIAN' hairstyle.Why OH why?:/"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday was a long day for me,i love the weather though:). &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanted to blog about the first time i met Fahmi but i guess i will leave it till tomorrow,thanks to migraine. For an extra knowledge,yesterday,16 May'2010 marked exactly a year i get to know Fahmi. No,it is not our anniversary,we were friends before we became an item;). For now,i shall surrender to this migraine of mine by sleeping now:(. Lets hope i get to meet my friends (i miss all of you)tomorrow. Till then,sweetdreams...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;side line; Brother's wedding is in 2 weeks time!!! and i can't stop singing to this two songs..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal;  font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal;  font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Beautiful girls all over the world,i could be chasing but my time would be wasted.They got nothing on you baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: normal;  font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;nothing on you baby....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hey soul sister, ain't that mister mister on the radio, stereo.The way you move ain't fair you know.Hey soul sister, I don't wanna miss a single thing you do tonight....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mainstream for now? uh huh...:) (who cares)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3548950464767645604?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3548950464767645604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3548950464767645604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3548950464767645604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3548950464767645604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/chopped-tresses.html' title='Chopped tresses'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S_AryyGZTPI/AAAAAAAAApc/d16FH1OkzwI/s72-c/fahmi10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7272862204837751538</id><published>2010-05-11T15:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:01:47.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='do i really have you?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ala,but nw u dah ada i apa..so dont be sad k Malah? ;)"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7272862204837751538?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7272862204837751538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7272862204837751538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7272862204837751538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7272862204837751538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/alabut-nw-u-dah-ada-i-apa.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5696723882566925408</id><published>2010-05-10T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T23:25:01.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for you'/><title type='text'>Fragmented lyrics from one of my favourite song</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two of us&lt;br /&gt;Flipping through a thrift store magazine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Make it up, break it up, what do you care.&lt;br /&gt;Oh what do you care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stay if you wanna love me, stay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two of us&lt;br /&gt;Flipping through a thrift store magazine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Makin' up, breakin' up, what do you care.&lt;br /&gt;What do you care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5696723882566925408?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5696723882566925408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5696723882566925408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5696723882566925408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5696723882566925408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/fragmented-lyrics-from-one-of-my.html' title='Fragmented lyrics from one of my favourite song'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8878364479365944386</id><published>2010-05-10T19:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T23:20:46.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='those days'/><title type='text'>Strawberry sundae,mcflurry oreo</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;''Im gonna have a nice,long,hot and clean bath..then im gonna spent tyme with u..im gg to just relax and chill,watch vid and chat with you......."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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/5076983232401617486-8878364479365944386?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/8878364479365944386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=8878364479365944386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8878364479365944386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8878364479365944386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/strawberry-sundaemcflurry-oreo.html' title='Strawberry sundae,mcflurry oreo'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-3921198010686832372</id><published>2010-05-10T00:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:17:36.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i wish i could relive that.'/><title type='text'>i do not wish to grow up being broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its about us not 'you' or 'me'. In this it takes two hands to clap,you can't expect things to be better over an xoxo or just love itself. It takes alot of hardwork and understanding. Trust,once its gone,it takes time to gain it. Its up to you whether or not to live with a person who is trying to gain his/her trust on you,atleast he/she wants to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3921198010686832372?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3921198010686832372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3921198010686832372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3921198010686832372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3921198010686832372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-do-not-wish-to-grow-up-being-broken.html' title='i do not wish to grow up being broken'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1014510680616264266</id><published>2010-05-09T15:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T15:42:30.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IMY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I just came back and in 20 minutes time i need to be out again. I tried to compose myself and enjoy the day but i seem not to be able to :/ I nearly scream at the poor boy i was teaching this morning.Luckily i managed to maintain my cool. Home for now feel so peaceful,maybe because there is no one here,not a single soul..I feel like crying and i wish i know the reason for feeling this way :( Is it right for me to be feel this way or its wrong of me? The thing i hate about myself is,for not being able to control my emotions well and for having to think way too much:( I do not wish to impose on any of my friends who has always been there for me,i feel so bad and pathetic to keep asking for an advice and opinion. This is hurting me,all those words,all those days we passed by pretending its alright,all those accusations,assuming,ignoring:( I realised that i have lost you,the day you went away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s_ZNNWnHx_Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s_ZNNWnHx_Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1014510680616264266?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1014510680616264266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1014510680616264266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1014510680616264266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1014510680616264266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-just-came-back-and-in-20-minutes-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4000131267504027703</id><published>2010-05-08T06:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T06:38:39.459+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='azali.azali'/><title type='text'>Oh boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;As i was enjoying my &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nasi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ayam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;goreng&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;,my 11 years old nephew nearly choke me(not only me) with his speech...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;'Ma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;zali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;tahu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;bila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; akan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; sperm' ,said by dear Azali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;***SILENCE.................................................................................................&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;It took me awhile to register what he had just said and i am sure that my sister was doing the same. For one moment i thought &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Azali&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; meant 'STEM' which i questioned him about. With a slumber face,he told us that he really meant &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sperm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; and justify himself by telling us that he was taught about that during Science lesson.Both my sister and i was shocked and in our mind 'This boy is growing up,no longer a baby'. The most funniest thing about the whole conversation was his excitement of telling us about when he can start producing sperm.A sensitive issue seems like a random thing for an eleven years old and i can't help it but to laugh out loud:D Thank god it wasn't about SEX...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4000131267504027703?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4000131267504027703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4000131267504027703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4000131267504027703'/><link rel='self' 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Oh:)'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S-LyA_ra2tI/AAAAAAAAApU/FZeZdp-COrc/s72-c/402958066_1813202f18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8194183408405335004</id><published>2010-05-06T02:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T02:25:27.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>2:22am</title><content type='html'>I went without food for 24 hours and i am very hungry&lt;div&gt;(No,i am not starving myself). &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I am hungry and is very thirsty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;(thanks to the humidity).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-8194183408405335004?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/8194183408405335004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=8194183408405335004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8194183408405335004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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large;"&gt;makes you a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Infatuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;makes you live more miserable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4723059638398085666?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4723059638398085666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4723059638398085666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4723059638398085666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4723059638398085666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-vs-infatuation.html' title='Love vs Infatuation'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8153617487716829024</id><published>2010-05-05T01:52:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T04:22:06.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i just feel like blogging'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yawn: The only time some married men ever get to open their mouth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Oxford Dictionary (this cracks me up)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss blogger,yeah i do.So we are already at the 5th month of the year and my eldest brother's birthday is on Friday :) Wanna know his age? Heheheh,11 years older than moi ;) This year,May will be the month where my family would be celebrating more happy occasions than the usual.Apart from eldest brother's birthday,my mum's birthday will be at the end of the month which will be my second eldest brother's wedding;). Besides that we will be welcoming back a family member days before the wedding :D I hope everything will go smoothly as plan.The sun is having a high fever again.I can't stand the humidity which makes me can't sleep at night(hmmmm as if i sleep at night) and it makes me all sticky and uncomfortable.I wonder how F is surviving? I guess he must be feeling agitated all the time.Talking about him,i can't stop smiling whenever i remember about what happened the night/morning when the car battery chose to died on us.How he ran to the petrol station thinking that the fault lies on the engine,how he tried every possible ways to solve the problem,how he manage to maintain his composure despite sweating heavily and the fact that he did he not scold me for spilling the engine oil he just bought...makes me feel ultra bad.There he was trying to solve the problem,there i was helplessly staring at his every movements.All i can do was pass him ply of tissues and hold the torchlight for him. At around 6am,he called the mechanic which took forever to come and while waiting for the mechanic both of us fell asleep.He was on the driver's seat and i was on the passenger seat,resting my head on his lap..That,was the most comfortable moment.Do not get me wrong,it was comfortable not because my head was on his lap but because i knew that he was there and with him around,i will never have to worry.The moment i woke up and felt his hand resting on my face,i felt a sense of security.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My boyfriend is not a prince charming but he is definitely a knight :)&lt;/span&gt; I love you Fahmi.&lt;/i&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/5076983232401617486-8153617487716829024?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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forever'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-3399736979267211594</id><published>2010-04-28T01:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T01:24:38.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This is on my blogspot not because it means something back then,not because someone used to serenade it to me but just a song that suits my feeling for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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type='text'>2:30am.</title><content type='html'>i feel like an alien and i don't feel great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7664911269263747276?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7664911269263747276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7664911269263747276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7664911269263747276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7664911269263747276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; gila?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; ok ma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; aku tgah tgok cerita fav aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; eiffel im in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aki says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; agn..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; recap pe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nurmalah.Y says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; my fav ma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; although i rmbr every scene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; heheheheh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aki says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; nthg better to do ehk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nurmalah.Y says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; i like ma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; makes me feel better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; hehehhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Apart from 'The Notebook' and so on, 'Eiffel I'm In Love' will be one of those movies that i will keep on watching :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-3496050164734607920</id><published>2010-03-10T04:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T04:20:02.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thats my imperfection.'/><title type='text'>I am not an easy person to be with,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(110, 113, 115); line-height: 15px; font-family:'Copperplate Light', 'Copperplate Gothic Light', serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;They have been married for two years. He loves literature and often posts his work on the net, but nobody ever reads them. He is also into photography and he handles their wedding photos. He loves her very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick temper and always bullies him. He is a gentleman and always gives in to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Today, she’s being willful again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Her: “Why can’t you be the photographer for my friend’s wedding? She promised she’d pay.”&lt;br /&gt;Him: “I don’t have time that day.”&lt;br /&gt;Her: “Humph!”&lt;br /&gt;Him: “Huh?”&lt;br /&gt;Her: “Don’t have time? Write less of those novels, and you will have all the time you need.”&lt;br /&gt;Him: “I… someone will definitely recognize my work some day.”&lt;br /&gt;Her: “Humph! I don’t care, you’ll have to do it for her!”&lt;br /&gt;Him: “No.”&lt;br /&gt;Her: “Just this once?”&lt;br /&gt;Him: “No.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Negotiation’s broken. So, she gave the final warning: “Give me a Yes within three days, or else…”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;First day, she “withheld” the kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator, television, hi-fi… Except the double bed, to show her “benevolence”.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He didn’t mind, as he still has some cash in his pockets.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Second day, she conducted a raid and removed everything from his pockets and warned, “Seek any external help, and you bear the consequences.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;He’s nervous now. That night, on the bed, he begs for mercy, hoping that she’ll end this state. She doesn’t give a damn. No way am I giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Third day, night. On the bed. He’s lying on the bed, looking to one side. She’s lying on the bed, looking to the other side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Him: “We need to talk.”&lt;br /&gt;Her: “Unless it’s about the wedding, forget it.”&lt;br /&gt;Him: “It’s something very important.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;She remains silent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Him:”Let’s get a divorce.”&lt;br /&gt;She did not believe her ears.&lt;br /&gt;Him: “I got to know a girl.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;She’s totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down, wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a photo out from his chest. Probably from his undershirt pocket, that’s the only place she didn’t go through yesterday. How careless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Him: “She’s a nice girl.”&lt;br /&gt;Her tears fell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Him: “She has a good personality too.”&lt;br /&gt;She’s heartbroken because he puts a photo of some other girl close to his heart.&lt;br /&gt;Him: “She says that she’ll support me fully in my pursue for literature after we got married.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;She’s very jealous because she said the same thing in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Him: “She loves me truly.”&lt;br /&gt;She wishes to sit up and scream at him “Don’t I?”&lt;br /&gt;Him: “So, I think she won’t force me to do something that I don’t want to do.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;She’s thinking, but the rage won’t subside.&lt;br /&gt;Him: “Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?”&lt;br /&gt;Her: “…!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;He brings the photo before her eyes. She’s in a total rage, hits his hand away and leaves a burning slap on his face.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;He sighs. She cries.&lt;br /&gt;He puts the photo back to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;He turns off the light, and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits up. He’s asleep. She lost sleep. She regrets treating him the way she treated him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;She cried again, and thought about a lot of things. She wants to wake him up. She wants to have a intimate talk with him. She doesn’t want to push him anymore. She stares at his chest. She wants to see how the girl looks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry and she wanted to laugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;It’s a nicely taken photo. A photo he took for her. She bends down, and kissed him on his cheek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;“You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;-Tumblr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3496050164734607920?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3496050164734607920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3496050164734607920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3496050164734607920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3496050164734607920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-not-easy-person-to-be-with.html' title='I am not an easy person to be with,'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2288997102434655538</id><published>2010-03-09T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T18:43:53.718+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='its such a shame for us to part.'/><title type='text'>Nobody said it was easy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you, tell you I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions&lt;br /&gt;Oh let's go back to the start&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles, coming up tails&lt;br /&gt;Heads on a silence apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessing at numbers and figures&lt;br /&gt;Pulling your puzzles apart&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science, science and progress&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me, come back and haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I rush to the start&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles, chasing our tails&lt;br /&gt;Coming back as we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-2288997102434655538?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2288997102434655538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2288997102434655538&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2288997102434655538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2288997102434655538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/03/nobody-said-it-was-easy.html' title='Nobody said it was easy,'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4233908618621353038</id><published>2010-03-09T03:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T05:41:30.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not even a goodnight.'/><title type='text'>You never call me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I remember what you wore on our first date.You came into my life and I thought hey,you know this could be something...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When everything else failed i will start to remember the start.. Where do all those chemistry goes to? Those butterflies in the stomach.. Must it all fade away? Maybe this is what happened when you are in a relationship with someone you barely know? Someone you met in the subway,someone whom you literally fell in love with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I am not angry at things you thought i'm angry about. I am just disappointed,felt neglected maybe? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', 'Lucida Grande', 'Bitstream Vera Sans', 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 1em; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; color: rgb(10, 30, 131); font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://majortimespin.tumblr.com/post/434818401/if-i-ignore-you-dont-ignore-me-back-try-and-get-my" style="color: rgb(21, 15, 97); text-decoration: none; "&gt;if i ignore you, don't ignore me back. try and get my attention. if i brush away your hand as you try to hold it, grab it and let me know you really care. don't just give up. if i seem like i'm doubting you and us, reassure me that this is just one out of a million obstacles we're going to go through in this relationship, &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://majortimespin.tumblr.com/post/434818401/if-i-ignore-you-dont-ignore-me-back-try-and-get-my" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FFFF;"&gt;don't act all depressed and beat yourself up about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://majortimespin.tumblr.com/post/434818401/if-i-ignore-you-dont-ignore-me-back-try-and-get-my" style="color: rgb(21, 15, 97); text-decoration: none; "&gt;. if you get the feeling that i want to leave you, don't just sit back and watch me. don't say "you can leave me if you want to". fight for me. tell me how much you want me to stay. i'm just a girl. and i need to feel needed sometimes.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-I get that from tumblr and the one in light blue is exactly how i feel.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have million of thoughts,you will never know.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sideline; ANNOYING ORANGE CRACKS ME UP and to Neeza,thanks alot :) i feel much better. By the way i can't believe that i never watch UP.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GroDErHIM_0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GroDErHIM_0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4233908618621353038?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4233908618621353038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4233908618621353038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4233908618621353038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4233908618621353038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-never-call-me.html' title='You never call me.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1563402285021235341</id><published>2010-03-02T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T00:53:04.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopeeverythingwillturnoutgoodforyouandme'/><title type='text'>S-T-R-E-S-S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S4vwU-atSeI/AAAAAAAAAos/6McGpi57vCg/s1600-h/DSC03313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S4vwU-atSeI/AAAAAAAAAos/6McGpi57vCg/s400/DSC03313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443708817750444514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1563402285021235341?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1563402285021235341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1563402285021235341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1563402285021235341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1563402285021235341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/03/s-t-r-e-s-s.html' title='S-T-R-E-S-S'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S4vwU-atSeI/AAAAAAAAAos/6McGpi57vCg/s72-c/DSC03313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7171231044768275503</id><published>2010-02-22T03:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T03:45:42.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bodohbetul'/><title type='text'>OH AM GEE,WHAT HAVE I DONE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WANT TO CRY!!! I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I HAVE DONE TO MY DEAR BLOG!!!! I WANT MY PREVIOUS BLOGSKIN BACK.. :( &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I&lt;i&gt; will be back to revamp this poor blog of mine..till then you can locate me at &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://itellsecretstomyfood.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://itellsecretstomyfood.tumblr.com/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nurmalah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7171231044768275503?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7171231044768275503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7171231044768275503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7171231044768275503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7171231044768275503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-am-geewhat-have-i-done.html' title='OH AM GEE,WHAT HAVE I DONE?'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-3406011009999038557</id><published>2010-02-13T11:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T11:40:28.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spare me.'/><title type='text'>I love you,i do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I woke up and feel this way.. My feelings rhymes well with the song. I love you,i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PId1p8qfetc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PId1p8qfetc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3406011009999038557?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3406011009999038557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3406011009999038557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3406011009999038557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3406011009999038557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-youi-do.html' title='I love you,i do.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4568847362746390042</id><published>2010-01-15T05:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T05:29:26.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im sorry'/><title type='text'>I never once want to be Daddy's girl.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"The greatest comfort i can ever get for over 2 decades of living is to be hug and love by my mak." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-Nurmalah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4568847362746390042?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4568847362746390042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4568847362746390042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4568847362746390042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4568847362746390042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-never-once-want-to-be-daddys-girl.html' title='I never once want to be Daddy&apos;s girl.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8630284715113298787</id><published>2010-01-08T05:50:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T07:45:47.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harpie neo ear'/><title type='text'>Meet me halfway...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S0Zuh84_qDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/yw90VMuJwF8/s1600-h/hello.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424144330774259762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S0Zuh84_qDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/yw90VMuJwF8/s400/hello.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I spent 2hours typing about my life from year 2000 to 2008 and then i realised that was all in the past. Be it good or bad ones, why should i post it here? My intentions was to create a timeline from year 2000 to year 2009 but i guess i will not be posting it. I will just do a random short paragraph for my year 2009 :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Life's a bitch till it can be suicidal. But i have friend(s) who will pull you through all the shits" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Like in the photo below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424142800434257314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S0ZtI37gXaI/AAAAAAAAAns/jD8Er8tW8wY/s320/suicide.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was not a very productive year for me, i screwed up in school. Being a design student is not that very easy,especially for me. I suck at managing my time. I can't keep up with the workload that requires alot ALOT of my time. Thus i tend to procrastinate which i learned that you will never make it for last minute work. There goes all my assignments piling up at the very last minute and ta-da Nurmalah is stressed out:/ Who am i to blame? myself,duh. But i must thank my schoolmates who never fail to remind me to do my work.Scolded,adviced me to do my assignments. They are Jasmine,Shi hua and hello Machi:D Of course i will never forget dearest Danny :) Thank you for always being there for me, reminding me and all. I am sucha 'selenge' uh.. Till today, you never fail to remind me of all the important stuffs and i am very grateful for that:))) To my darling friends, Samirah,Huda,Saniah and of course you Ashran, thank you for all the lovely times i spent with you guys. Im so glad that we are still friends and i must say i really had fun being with you girls. Of course i will not forget my dear Rozniza and Siti Zakiah,you two rocks my socks, as always:) Ilove you guys, from the bottom of my dear heart:D Year 2009 was also a year where i literally fell in love(nothing more,nothing less) with a smile.. Yeah,a smile:) I am so glad it was you i fell in love with Fahmi. You ought to thank Taylor Swift for her song tittle Love Story. I used to hate that song but somehow you made me love that song. Thus its the song that made me fell in love with you more than i love that smile of yours, this time its nothing less but more;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Simple yet contented New Year's Eve celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;First breakfast at Macdonalds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Rizhal's birthday at Wanna'b cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Death,3? 4? of it.. sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;No organiser,sad child :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Fahmi is a sergeant now,congrats 'Supercop' :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;All i want for 2010 is to be a good girl and im serious about it:) I must have my KFC's breakfast and hope that i still can get an organiser. I love my family,friends and Fahmi:) May 2010 be a good year for all of you. I am no angel and i admit that i can be a bitch but..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you are lost,you can look and you will find me. Time after time ".&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I was just being random but i do mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"To err is human"&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Forgive me if i have hurt anyone of you in any ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This may come in late but ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EARTHLINGS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; GOOD YEAR AHEAD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh OH &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt; ... Do watch AVATAR, its an awesome movie :) A good start for your 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall end this post with a video.. Ignore the rest,just look at Po:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eC1tikkotVU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eC1tikkotVU&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S; Po has a special place in my heart:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-8630284715113298787?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/8630284715113298787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=8630284715113298787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8630284715113298787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8630284715113298787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2010/01/meet-me-halfway.html' title='Meet me halfway...'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/S0Zuh84_qDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/yw90VMuJwF8/s72-c/hello.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1040772766358470370</id><published>2009-12-31T16:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:39:55.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight will be a good one.</title><content type='html'>Hello world,it is the last day of the year again. The weird thing is, i don't feel festive at all. I hope tonight will be a good night. I will be back for a long post:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I NEED/ WANT AN ORGANISER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;xoxo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nurmalah Yunos.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way..i feel like dancing to this song tonight.. (ok im feeling festive now,:B)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yi3Z1NESITA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yi3Z1NESITA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1040772766358470370?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1040772766358470370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1040772766358470370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1040772766358470370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1040772766358470370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/12/tonight-will-be-good-one.html' title='Tonight will be a good one.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4964253642781610607</id><published>2009-12-24T04:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T05:42:20.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im So Hollow</title><content type='html'>I am using GWEN'S msn pm for this post tittle.,its suits my feeling for now. You won't call this plagiarism right Sam? hehehe;) Its drizzling now and the sky is orange in colour,pale orange. I can hear the raindrops,sounds like an army of ants marching.. I am at level 14,eastern side of Singapore and im craving for attention. Sadly, i get none cause i never actually go and seek it. The reason for attention is because i need a partner in crime to listen to me talk about nonsensical stuffs,random topics and laugh with me. Yes at this very hour.. And since its drizzling, i would love to have someone to have a morning walk with me,UNDER THE RAIN:D&lt;br /&gt;You do not have to worry, i will definitely make you a cup of lukewarm coffee or tea,its up to your preferences:))) I am actually is in a confusing state.. How do you forgive and forget? The willingness to accept a mistake and erasing all the awful feelings. How i wish 'ctrl-z' works in real life...I can just undo all those bad memories or mistakes. Elaine once told me that if i am confused and is not sure of what i really want or should do, i should take a long break. A space for myself to reflect about what has happened..It doesnt matter how long i will take, as long im in touch with my inner self. She said, i will naturally know what i am suppose to do by doing so. The problem is, i do not want to be selfish.I believe the other party wishes this will not drag for so long. Who likes having a broken heart? No one. Tell me what should i do?? I seriously can't forget,how do i forgive??? Anyway... i learnt a new word by eating a bar of Sneakers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Substantialiscious \sub-'stan(t)-shu-'li-shus\(noun) ; The weight of something when you weight it with your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMMMMMMMMMMM. goodmorning,im off to bed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-4964253642781610607?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4964253642781610607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4964253642781610607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4964253642781610607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4964253642781610607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-so-hollow.html' title='Im So Hollow'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7758619759405396914</id><published>2009-12-03T06:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T06:22:43.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the living one.'/><title type='text'>To Hitler</title><content type='html'>Dear Hitler,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         If i take the time to understand and accept you,will you do the same to me? Understanding and accepting a girl like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Nurmalah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7758619759405396914?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7758619759405396914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7758619759405396914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7758619759405396914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7758619759405396914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-hitler.html' title='To Hitler'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2299965271823493929</id><published>2009-12-03T03:16:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T03:41:37.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itolduitwasamistake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='msn.'/><title type='text'>Can i be a princess in my own fairytale?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM SO SAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;with or without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-2299965271823493929?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2299965271823493929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2299965271823493929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2299965271823493929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2299965271823493929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/12/can-i-be-princess-in-my-own-fairytale.html' title='Can i be a princess in my own fairytale?'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8188914161679688586</id><published>2009-12-01T19:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T04:15:59.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovemelovemehahahahahahah'/><title type='text'>The rain is falling,my december.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im hoping to spend my December to the fullest. Time passed real fast. 2009 was not a productive one for me,yet again? Yes.. But atleast i found someone who i can punch whenever im with him. His body used to be as hard as a stone but it has slightly turned wobbly now;) So if i don't feel like punching, i will either smack or pinch him=) My 20th birthday was an awesome one,much much better than my 19th birthday.Besides that,i have another soul addressing me as 'aunty',he has grown chubbier i tell you. And i noticed that he smile more often now. He was known to be 'the grumpy baby'. HAHAH Arrian,Arrian smile more ok? or i will spank your butt. SOOOO all i want for christmas..heheh nola,all i want for this whole month of december is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-LOadsa xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-More picnic pleaseeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-I have yet to have my kfc breakfast and 2009 is coming to an end( cravings**)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-More outtings to town can?? I want to goggle at all the ligthings and deco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-More taking pictures session.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-I WANT TO WATCH THE SUNRISE,PLEASE,PLEASE,PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Shopping can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Cycling anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-a proper dinner date with anyone, can be in a group too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-i still want to visit SINGAPORE ZOOLOGICAL GARDEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-get me a part-time job,thank you:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-Baby Arrian,i will be the most delighted if you can start walking;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;-To have a memorable New Year's Eve celebration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;***If im unreachable,there's always fb or msn;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;OH since its 24 more days to christmas,this goes to SAN-TA CLAUS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;I dreamed that you gave me a polaroid camera.Make sure that dream of mine come true ok?? hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;WITH LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;NURMALAH BINTE YUNOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=916106753391187943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/916106753391187943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/916106753391187943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='For SANIAH:)'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7565647127084318159</id><published>2009-11-04T03:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T03:56:26.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weakling.'/><title type='text'>No more crumbling</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Finally it is raining..I have been wanting it since 2hours ago. Now i wish i could just be under the rain.. This is hard for me but i am not going to run away anymore. No matter how hard it is going to get i will make it through. Tell me i can? Ohmy i want to cry now. A mistake will be a mistake.One day i still have to own up no matter how long i am running away from it. I am such a baby,do slap me. Gosh this is so hard:( Biggest mistake i ever done and it is so hard for me to face it. No more running away, no more. Give me faith will you? and strength too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall not care about how long i will take. What matter most is how i end it. I will graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The hardest part for me is to disappoint all of them,period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Give me the courage to ammend all these... please do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7565647127084318159?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7565647127084318159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7565647127084318159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7565647127084318159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7565647127084318159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-more-crumbling.html' title='No more crumbling'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5372584876606150618</id><published>2009-11-04T00:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T02:20:40.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under The Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgoZUQXwI/AAAAAAAAAmc/oxZ0M5WxU98/s1600-h/how-disney-princess-works-13%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399922200324103938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgoZUQXwI/AAAAAAAAAmc/oxZ0M5WxU98/s400/how-disney-princess-works-13%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess who is my favourite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgoF79m1I/AAAAAAAAAmU/JyePrRYeoH8/s1600-h/disney-princess%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399922195121937234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 366px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgoF79m1I/AAAAAAAAAmU/JyePrRYeoH8/s400/disney-princess%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clue; The cutest one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgnsTPcpI/AAAAAAAAAmM/meuzobrSga4/s1600-h/6pi622qp1a%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399922188240253586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgnsTPcpI/AAAAAAAAAmM/meuzobrSga4/s400/6pi622qp1a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the prettiest one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgG4JLaeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/c-kzhwXJroc/s1600-h/Disney-Princess-7%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399921624483588578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgG4JLaeI/AAAAAAAAAmE/c-kzhwXJroc/s400/Disney-Princess-7%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are right if you guessed it is Princess Ariel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgGswnF3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/njIqesw8Dr0/s1600-h/ariel-fish-friends%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399921621427754866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgGswnF3I/AAAAAAAAAl8/njIqesw8Dr0/s400/ariel-fish-friends%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgGWT3MwI/AAAAAAAAAl0/6lFXCJkdrjo/s1600-h/ariel%5B1%5D+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399921615401595650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgGWT3MwI/AAAAAAAAAl0/6lFXCJkdrjo/s400/ariel%5B1%5D+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgF3bmNfI/AAAAAAAAAls/8jNLIjtIRow/s1600-h/ariel%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399921607112537586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgF3bmNfI/AAAAAAAAAls/8jNLIjtIRow/s400/ariel%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgFmIjGDI/AAAAAAAAAlk/3_nwgXSQlzI/s1600-h/tumblr_ks8q9xmdOr1qzaed9o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399921602469238834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgFmIjGDI/AAAAAAAAAlk/3_nwgXSQlzI/s400/tumblr_ks8q9xmdOr1qzaed9o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gee i love and envy her:)) I always want to be just like her. If you have not watch 'The Little Mermaid' go and watch it,you will know why i love her :) I remember being her and have all the 'under the sea imaginary friends' when i was younger. Sadly in reality, i do not know how to swim:( One fine day, i will definitely overcome that fear of mine. I heart Ariel,period :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-tz3SN_UF2M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-tz3SN_UF2M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5372584876606150618?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5372584876606150618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5372584876606150618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5372584876606150618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5372584876606150618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/11/under-sea.html' title='Under The Sea'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SvBgoZUQXwI/AAAAAAAAAmc/oxZ0M5WxU98/s72-c/how-disney-princess-works-13%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-9123863636920870604</id><published>2009-10-27T22:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:31:05.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in spite of these comforting sounds..'/><title type='text'>I don't feel alright</title><content type='html'>Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;Back when we were kids,&lt;br /&gt;we would always know when to stop.&lt;br /&gt;And now all the good kids are messing up.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has gained or accomplished,&lt;br /&gt;anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-9123863636920870604?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/9123863636920870604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=9123863636920870604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/9123863636920870604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/9123863636920870604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-feel-alright.html' title='I don&apos;t feel alright'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-26609512779652465</id><published>2009-10-23T21:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:53:47.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SuGwEwarejI/AAAAAAAAAlM/q-NPxeMi99Q/s1600-h/UH+OH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395787424329333298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SuGwEwarejI/AAAAAAAAAlM/q-NPxeMi99Q/s400/UH+OH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visit;  http://nurmalahy.tumblr.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-26609512779652465?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/26609512779652465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=26609512779652465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/26609512779652465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/26609512779652465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/SuGwEwarejI/AAAAAAAAAlM/q-NPxeMi99Q/s72-c/UH+OH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-987513602999808076</id><published>2009-10-21T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:27:58.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need a doctor to visit me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im breatheless,must be the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;Not insomnia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-987513602999808076?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/987513602999808076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=987513602999808076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/987513602999808076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/987513602999808076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-need-doctor-to-visit-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-3093228206877359243</id><published>2009-10-17T17:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T17:27:37.550+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Once upon a time a memory'/><title type='text'>You're my star, shining on me now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I was on facebook and came across a pre-wedding video. I was bored and thought of seeing a few others on youtube. I must say, there are a few very well directed videos. My most favourite is the one that i am going to post here. It is different from most of the videos i saw. Or maybe it is the song in the video that makes it number one to me?? Hehee. And it will be one of my all time favourite songs;) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here is the video,enjoy:) It is simple and sweet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6uUwpKZITY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/B6uUwpKZITY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dream of being a &lt;em&gt;wedding planner :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anyway.. the tittle of the song is 'Star' by 'Reamonn'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3093228206877359243?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3093228206877359243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3093228206877359243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3093228206877359243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3093228206877359243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-my-star-shining-on-me-now.html' title='You&apos;re my star, shining on me now.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7560889486141866980</id><published>2009-10-17T04:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T04:56:36.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanks arh brother.'/><title type='text'>No mummy,i do not know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate it when my dearest mak ask me all these questions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where is your brother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where did your brother went to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who is your brother with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What time did your brother went out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What did your brother say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What clothes did your brother wore?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How come he never eat that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How come he walked towards that direction and not there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why is he on the phone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who is he talking to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and so on....-___________________-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Mak,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am not brother's personal bodyguard and i do not do follow-ups with him Please stop asking me about his well-being. Actually i do not mind if you were to ask.. I will be glad to answer all your questions BUT only when i know the answers mak. Stop prompting me to give you an answer when i do not even know where on earth is my brother...Mak, you can always call his girlfriend. I bet she knows more than any of us..;) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the cutest among all your children^^.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/S; I am refering to my 29years old brother... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7560889486141866980?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7560889486141866980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7560889486141866980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7560889486141866980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7560889486141866980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-mummyi-do-not-know.html' title='No mummy,i do not know.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1962192681941038379</id><published>2009-10-14T05:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T02:27:54.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='itwillbefuntrustme'/><title type='text'>A date with me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PsD0NpFSADM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great , Great, Great.. Its ....hours and i am widely awake. Should I go for a jog,wise choice?? But before i go searching for my running shoe (extra knowledge;2months plus since i last run) anyone?? any humans?? friendly aliens will do too. My closest acquaintances are either busy or not interested in the movie tittled '500 DAYS OF SUMMERS'. Oh the dear one has already watched it online... She thought i will be watching it with the BF-__-. Sadly the BF is way too busy and i dont think he is interested in it too. So back to my question... Anyone wants to watch it with me?? If you do, please dial the hotline number 8***0**0 :D I guess i shall skip the stadium and will make my way to the kitchen...^^. HEHEH , happy eating and a very goodmorning to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;I hope the BF will stop scaring me and will contact me soon. Or maybe i am worried?? HMMM Fahmi, i am so going to chokeslam you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1962192681941038379?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1962192681941038379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1962192681941038379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1962192681941038379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1962192681941038379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/date-with-me.html' title='A date with me...'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7843390047571608387</id><published>2009-10-14T04:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T04:30:55.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>I need more faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StTiCx6-eGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/aSeIRlGoPcc/s1600-h/tumblr_koz9v3myNO1qzyrwvo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392183191257643106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StTiCx6-eGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/aSeIRlGoPcc/s400/tumblr_koz9v3myNO1qzyrwvo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StTiCa9xJ8I/AAAAAAAAAks/cvydKMI-jjw/s1600-h/DSCF2946.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7843390047571608387?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7843390047571608387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7843390047571608387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7843390047571608387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7843390047571608387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-need-more-faith.html' title='I need more faith.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StTiCx6-eGI/AAAAAAAAAk0/aSeIRlGoPcc/s72-c/tumblr_koz9v3myNO1qzyrwvo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-4455582357443505978</id><published>2009-10-13T02:56:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T04:26:06.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yawnss.'/><title type='text'>National Service...hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StOPiezJ56I/AAAAAAAAAkc/O6jvasS95Mk/s1600-h/25052009_001%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391811001438562210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StOPiezJ56I/AAAAAAAAAkc/O6jvasS95Mk/s400/25052009_001%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StN8PDit8XI/AAAAAAAAAkU/kzSZh6mWpy4/s1600-h/25052009_001%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I get a few of my friends fretting about their boyfriend having to serve the nation. That is not all, while blog-hopping i get more than 5 girls blogging about their boyfriend being enlisted and blablablabla... Guess what...I totally forgets that my own boyfriend is currently serving the nation. Sorryla Officer Fahmi...I get to know you when you are halfway?? through it. So to me it is like your full time job,career i mean. I am not going to blog about how it feels like having a boyfriend who is in the NS. All i feel like doing is to post that picture above^^. OPPZ,dont kill me Officer Fahmi and yes i know you hate it whenever anyone calls u 'Officer' :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And so,a very goodnight to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;x&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/5076983232401617486-4455582357443505978?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/4455582357443505978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=4455582357443505978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4455582357443505978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/4455582357443505978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/national-servicehmmm.html' title='National Service...hmmm'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StOPiezJ56I/AAAAAAAAAkc/O6jvasS95Mk/s72-c/25052009_001%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-799722427661989051</id><published>2009-10-11T21:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T04:33:47.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='another good day with a good friend.'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the club '2Os'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StOSoNn6MgI/AAAAAAAAAkk/J1-LQbI5A8w/s1600-h/lalalaaaala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391814398442091010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StOSoNn6MgI/AAAAAAAAAkk/J1-LQbI5A8w/s400/lalalaaaala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StHaVFYd5yI/AAAAAAAAAkM/PtWg1I_Ie5s/s1600-h/lalalaaaala.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its already 9pm and i have yet to message Saniah to wish her. I am sucha sucker, i was chatting with her via msn when the clock striked midnight but i did not utter any 'Happy Birthday'. I just cant cause i still cant find the perfect words or maybe i was too busy visiting the toilet. So to Saniah Leman( thats not her dad's name anyway) hope you enjoy your day today and also yay!! welcome to the club 20s:) I didnt bring along any camera yesterday so the picture above is a substitute. We were just 16 in that picture and now we are at the age of 2-0. Horror? ahaha. Bila nak jadi Mrs LEE Saniah?? ^^ ^^ ^^,3 of the same emiticons to represent Bamirah,Buda and myself;) Once again HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LADY WHO LOVE CATS LIKE THEY ARE HER OWN CHILDREN,WHO IS GOOD AT ACCOUNTING,WHO IS A MAT REMPIT'S GF AND WHO IS OUR DEAR FRIEND:) selamat ulang tahun yang ke dua puluh.HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurmalah Yunos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-799722427661989051?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/799722427661989051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=799722427661989051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/799722427661989051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/799722427661989051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-to-club-2os.html' title='Welcome to the club &apos;2Os&apos;'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LS99IhSnkYo/StOSoNn6MgI/AAAAAAAAAkk/J1-LQbI5A8w/s72-c/lalalaaaala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-1989255264478653378</id><published>2009-10-11T02:26:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T03:31:58.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilettrips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NOOOOOO'/><title type='text'>I will be back in the morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;eriously my head is still in space and I dont blame 'insomnia' for my unearthly sleeping pattern. Besides that my mum kept nagging.She will go like this ' Kau tak tahu nak tidur? Nanti mate kau ada itam-itam'. Lol mak, apa itu 'itam-itam'? HAHAH, thats my mum with her description for 'EYEBAGS' who is half asleep and is trying hard to act fierce.Two words mak; epic failure. Alrights, my main agenda for blogging is to wish our dear Saniah Leman a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 2OTH BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I had a great time with you girls:) Crapping, singing to broken lyrics , camwhore, dancing,tickling,laughing and chatting will always be fun whenever its with you girls.. The movie was awesome anyway.Huda, i wonder how we will look like if anyone were to secretly snap our 'TAKOT MOMENTS' in the cinema? hehee. To Mr TAN, THANG Q BERRI BELLY MUCH HORRRR. EU ARE THE MOS KOMPLICATED AH PEK I HAF EVER KNOWN. Only Saniah,Samirah Huda and I know how complicated this 'AH PEK' can be. Hello uncle,go and learn how to speak properly HORR and please stop hurting our feelings. EU CHEAT OUR FEELINGS,PERIOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYONEWANTTOWATCH5OODAYSOFSUMMERWITHME?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; IHAVEBEENWANTINGTOWATCHITEVERSINCE2MONTHSAGO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;P/S;I need some DANNYISM. And im sorry to stood you up:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-1989255264478653378?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/1989255264478653378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=1989255264478653378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1989255264478653378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/1989255264478653378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-will-be-back-in-morning.html' title='I will be back in the morning.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-8774594655889500360</id><published>2009-10-01T12:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T12:47:50.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was just yesterday that i felt we we were meant to be..Now? ANYWAY.WHY MUST I WOKE UP LATE! fml.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-8774594655889500360?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/8774594655889500360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=8774594655889500360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8774594655889500360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/8774594655889500360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/it-was-just-yesterday-that-i-felt-we-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5686702180593352864</id><published>2009-10-01T01:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T02:01:02.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teletubies say hello?'/><title type='text'>Dear Lover.</title><content type='html'>I realised that no matter what,at the end of the day,it is you that i love:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;(you belong with me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5686702180593352864?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5686702180593352864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5686702180593352864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5686702180593352864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5686702180593352864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/10/choices-i-am-making-in-life.html' title='Dear Lover.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-3362796172664213896</id><published>2009-09-18T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:57:17.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saniah Leman, visit my tumblr. All the cats pictures are there :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x.&lt;br /&gt;Nurmalah.Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-3362796172664213896?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/3362796172664213896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=3362796172664213896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3362796172664213896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/3362796172664213896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/09/saniah-leman-visit-my-tumblr.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-2929225718870281289</id><published>2009-09-14T22:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:50:47.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IMY'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Are we fallen angels who didn’t want to believe that nothing is nothing and so were born to lose our loved ones and dear friends one by one and finally our own life, to see it proved?” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was a wreck, but he loved her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She was a wreck, but so was he&lt;br /&gt;-copeland.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-There is an error on my tumblr,i decided to post two of these here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i feel that it is easier for me to express myself via tumblr. So if i am not here, i will be there :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-2929225718870281289?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/2929225718870281289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=2929225718870281289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2929225718870281289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/2929225718870281289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/09/are-we-fallen-angels-who-didnt-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-7022831656911643241</id><published>2009-09-14T20:47:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T04:36:36.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of something else.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Put aside coldplay,aqualung and also muse... There is this one piece of music that never fail to soothe all my emotions. Canon in D,tell me you love it. Whenever im on a brink of being hysterically crazy,i will just on it and i will be fine. On days im feeling very happy,i will play it and the happier i will be. It reminds me of everything,love? heartbreak? happiness? joy? I want it on my wedding,with a twist though (i know thats a cliche), i want it everywhere. And when im old and is lonely,it shall be my companion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Here it is:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UkrKOZfKDkI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" name="movie"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowscriptaccess"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UkrKOZfKDkI&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is this another piece of music which captured my heart 5-6? years ago :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GGtKxbu7vLI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GGtKxbu7vLI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, watch this..Super cool :)) Its pure vocal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6EYrqIn0yI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N6EYrqIn0yI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse,aqualung and coldplay is still in my heart though:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-7022831656911643241?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/7022831656911643241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=7022831656911643241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7022831656911643241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/7022831656911643241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-bit-of-something-else.html' title='A little bit of something else.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5905476822791202608</id><published>2009-09-13T22:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:21:34.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not puking yet.'/><title type='text'>And i feel like puking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Great, now i feel awful. Whatsup with my body system? Spoilt my whole sun-day ;/ I feel like eating,there is so much to eat at home but i have no appetite. Whatever goes into my mouth is..bland?? its awful i tell you,it feels like i have lost my sense of taste.Apart from that, my head feels like its in space,out of gravity. Not to add that its heavy too. Oh i did watched 'Bohsia' but never watch the whole thing. I do not know why,but i cant stand the language and its too ermmm how shall i describe it?? Maybe i should watch it with the rest,by doing so i might understand and is able to watch it? And whatsup with selling off your girlfriend to your own friend(S)? Gross,ultimately gross and inhuman. Such men do existed i know,just dont be near me. Plus,not all girls who goes to clubs are cheap. Its how you bring out yourself my dear... Alrights back to myself.. my temperature has subdue but i am not feeling any better. I hate this part right here. Sitting up makes me feel giddy,lying down is no better. So what? should i try floating in the air,nah bad idea. Maybe i should just learn how to fly,without wings obviously. I shall just read Nona now.. Till then,goodnight :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5905476822791202608?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5905476822791202608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5905476822791202608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5905476822791202608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5905476822791202608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-i-feel-like-puking.html' title='And i feel like puking.'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5076983232401617486.post-5295229308178576016</id><published>2009-09-13T15:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:46:12.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i think so.'/><title type='text'>Feeling Melayu?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As most of you know, next sunday will be 'Hari Raya'. Fast huh? Its feels like it was just yesterday i started fasting. Hmmm talking about fasting,it is quite sad that i cant fast today.Nah..not due to 'that time of the month' but say hello to 'gastric' &gt;.&lt;. Gastric used to be my bestfriend,an unwanted one. Back then i kept having that sickness and was even being admitted to the hospital for it. (p/s; I was not on a diet and is a big eater back then.So,so for now) And it was just a year ago,i felt grateful that it stopped visiting me..I thought it was gone forever. SIGH? it is back now,hope not for long. oH guess what i ate just now?? Fillet-O-fish,not those you get in Singapore but its from McD,johor's macdonald. It is a substitute for 'burger ramly', i guess. Cause yesterday i messaged my brother and told him that i wanted burger ramly but i get a fillet-o-fish instead.HA!HA! and its an overnight burger,god bless me with it and my gastric.And as im typing all these down,my uncle is here. He is my mum's younger brother and he lives next block. GREAT,i kept forgetting that he just shifted here. Nurmalah..... please keep that in mind ok. WOW looks like everyone lives in Bedok. My mum's eldest brother lives a few blocks away,her eldest sister lives a few stops away,her favourite niece also lives a few stops away,one of her nephew also lives a few stops away...and who else?? oh my that uncle who lives next to my block..ok who else??(i know theres more) My oh my,now i fully understand why you decided to moved here.. But mum,i miss my heartland alot,eventhough it has been a long 3years...Old Airport Road/Pine Close,i will never forget it. The best ever. Talking about my heartland, yesterday i went to Kampng Arang( my heartland's neighbour^^.) Haha! To where else if its not Saniah's or Samirah's house. The SBS girls. You all must know, Cherry Blossom is my new found love. Damn cutie la. And to nyaonyao,get well soon alright? When i saw Saniah cried, i can feel that her bond with cats,especially with nyaonyao is greater than anything. I admired that side of her. I do love cats but i am not as loving and devoted as our dear Saniah Leman a.k.a Siti Sarah:D And dear Samirah,all cats are cute,you cannot deny that.But when they get fierce,very vigorously fierce,i am on your side;) Alrights,I am going to read the two magazines my mum bought from johor. Yesterday,i refused to read it when she told me to but after seeing the cover page just now, i changed my mind:) And while reading i am going to watch 'Bohsia' via youtube. See Sam,i am watching it because you said its good and funny. Danny said it is raining on her side,hopefully it will rain here in bedok. Rain,rain come again. Hujan oh hujan :D Thats about its, ' Pada hari ini,saya is very the malay right?' Not only i am reading 'Nona,sihat dan cantik' with the realiti impian wanita,i am watching 'Bohsia' and maybe some others malay/indo films,my fillet-O-fish is from johor(this ia lame and not related i know) and i can clearly hear the hari raya song blasting loudly from the stereo. What else? OH! oh! I live in Bedok and is craving for burger ramly. lols. See, eventhough i looked like a chinese which most people thinks so ,behave like a chinese??o.o Easy say,i dont bring out myself as a pure/tulen malay, i can never hide the fact that i am a malay. One funny thing is... someone asked me if i can speak malay ^^. Lol,of course i can :))) And my bestfriend predicted that my future husband will be a 'white handsome indian man' by the way she see how i behave(not much like a malay)HAHAH! Samirah... indian man hairy you know. To think about it, for the whole 20 years and 18days of living on earth,i get many people doubting me as a pure born malay girl. HAHA! Mum,am i an adopted child? hmmmm. I shall end my post here. &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dad is a faggot,urgh&lt;/span&gt;. And if you are free,&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;do visit my tumblr&lt;/span&gt;,the link is just above,under my profile:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sunday afternoon rain is not falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Steal some covers never share some skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clouds are not shrouding us in moments unforgettable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You are not twisting to fit the mold that I am in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That someday it would bring me back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hat someday it would bring me back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(Sunday morning by Maroon5,i editted most part of it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P/s; anyone want to date me? lets watch TTTW,spend some time in the airport and eat ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5076983232401617486-5295229308178576016?l=isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/feeds/5295229308178576016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5076983232401617486&amp;postID=5295229308178576016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5295229308178576016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5076983232401617486/posts/default/5295229308178576016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isowanaxoxo.blogspot.com/2009/09/feeling-melayu.html' title='Feeling Melayu?'/><author><name>Nurmalah.Y</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14290063676861862413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
