<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358</id><updated>2011-10-24T15:39:23.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oddity</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-4877076174785968806</id><published>2011-10-24T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T15:39:23.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty got my tongue</title><content type='html'>So I've been in Skudai for almost 2 months now and I survived here without going back home for 5 weeks and counting (HAHAHAHA). Anyways, recently I handled an event- sorta like a talent show (which is exactly what it was). To say that it was a success is such a lie and to say that it was dead is an understatement. It was okay, I think- considering the people here. So that event was in conjunction to my college's family day-ish. One of the people they invited was a group of talented people who excelled in performing arts (if you may) instead of academic. And somehow I find it disturbing how one the fellas asked me something, which I thought was reasonably ridiculous. Hmm.. And I do find it disturbing and uneasy how people stare at me (bukan perasan k) like I'm wearing nothing when in fact I'm wearing my baju kurung. Scanning like I'm some sort of.. barcode? HAHAH Okay, itu macam tipu. But it seems like I'm being judge and being looked down with no substance. Unfair much? Seriously, there's more to me than meets the eye okay. That is all. I should not say more nanti tersalah cakap.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I really do feel that I'm being tested about my religion here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-4877076174785968806?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4877076174785968806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/10/kitty-got-my-tongue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4877076174785968806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4877076174785968806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/10/kitty-got-my-tongue.html' title='Kitty got my tongue'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-8402174523370599094</id><published>2011-10-05T19:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T23:23:41.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLEARLY</title><content type='html'>you proved me right. I was wrong to place such hopes on you. No matter, now I &lt;b&gt;definitely &lt;/b&gt; learned my lesson.&lt;div&gt;Anyways, university life has been quite.. interesting I might say. New friends, new people (with the exception of a few people), new environment and new stories (HAHA). What was no different than before was: people's attitude, Frankie and boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;New&lt;/b&gt;: So I made a few new friends. Most of them are my classmates aka my coursemates. They are not bad once you get to know them. I slowly did. I'm currently in a new surrounding, UTM Skudai which is a rather huge campus I'd say. As how Hazim would say,"So kira you jalan 1 kilometer+ everyday??" That might be an exaggeration on some days, but usually I might've walked that far. And also many new stories- which I did not expect at all. Naturally one or maybe just me would think that people would just grow up, but no. Yes, it is somehow related to the last statement for the same-ol-same-ol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Same-ol-same-ol:&lt;/b&gt; People's attitude. Yes, this I do not understand. I'm not trying to bad mouth anyone or imply anything here but, WHY do people always have that stereotype about me? Someone please enlighten me. Is it because of where I come from? Or is it because of the way I dress? Or is it because I speak more English than usual people? Or is it because of how I react to things? What is it? Pleaaaase! But thank goodness that I've met some nice people who I think is cool about me :) Frankie is the same for I brought him along with me to Johor. Boys. Seriously, mereka sangat lucu. Annoying pun ada. I'm not gonna say more. But do note that I'm here to &lt;u&gt;study&lt;/u&gt; and not meet someone okay. Itu lain cerita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yeaaahh. So currently, I am doing my degree in Electrical Engineering (Mechatronics) at UTM Skudai, Johor. OMG!! The world DEGREE ._. That sounds very grown up okay. One of the many things I refuse to be willingly(lol we'll see) HEHE And insyaAllah I get to graduate in 4 years time. And hopefully I get to experience the greatest university life-experience evurrr (as how some people told me) !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to a wonderful university life for me :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-8402174523370599094?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8402174523370599094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/10/clearly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8402174523370599094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8402174523370599094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/10/clearly.html' title='CLEARLY'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-8918128953930289644</id><published>2011-09-19T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T20:40:48.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"Sabar itu separuh daripada iman."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being patient with anything has its limit. Then again, what else can you do when it is out of your control? &lt;i&gt;Sabar je laah.&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/7412284311367261358-8918128953930289644?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8918128953930289644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/09/sabar-itu-separuh-daripada-iman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8918128953930289644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8918128953930289644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/09/sabar-itu-separuh-daripada-iman.html' title=''/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-3763717762642238218</id><published>2011-07-23T00:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T01:14:29.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You guys are worth it :)</title><content type='html'>I guess I've been having a pretty crappy month you'd say. Cussed like a crazy drunk pirate I have (REALLY not proud of it) for some (actually one) reason(s). Heck I don't wanna talk about it cos it's not worth it. AT ALL. Though, I now know that during that one long dreadful month, once I've had a few good days (with someone I like especially) and a good cry, I feel a whole lot better. It was worth it I guess :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zx0PKzO5QIQ/Timu_hRkYwI/AAAAAAAAAqs/SFT-snJyIjU/s1600/13.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zx0PKzO5QIQ/Timu_hRkYwI/AAAAAAAAAqs/SFT-snJyIjU/s400/13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632225215290565378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(+Kar and ...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: rewind, stop, play and stay that way forever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.s: it might be all in my head and super silly, but I forever wish that &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; would come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;surprise me and prove me wrong if you can&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/7412284311367261358-3763717762642238218?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3763717762642238218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-guys-are-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/3763717762642238218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/3763717762642238218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-guys-are-worth-it.html' title='You guys are worth it :)'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/-zx0PKzO5QIQ/Timu_hRkYwI/AAAAAAAAAqs/SFT-snJyIjU/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-1206334366693292041</id><published>2011-06-11T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T00:21:50.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't blame you cos I would want the same thing. &lt;div&gt;Damn it girl, you have got to stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm putting my feet down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-1206334366693292041?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1206334366693292041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-blame-you-cos-i-would-want-same.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1206334366693292041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1206334366693292041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-dont-blame-you-cos-i-would-want-same.html' title=''/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-321069939919443655</id><published>2011-05-25T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T01:21:46.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk</title><content type='html'>1. Honestly I think I'm nice. But not that nice. As in a pretty decent kind of person maybe. I don't hate people. But it's not that I like all of the people I know. Sometimes it does or does not have anything to do with what they might or might have not done to me. I try to be nice to those that I'm not really fond of. But I do try to make it obvious if I'm not in the mood to talk to them. Though when I try to make something obvious, it really is obvious. But how come every single time, you just don't get it? And the timing, OHMYGOD! Timing isn't really everything, but in your case it is. Especially when I'm not in a good mood. I would love to just tell you off but that would not be right since all you did was say "Hi". And now it's either I put a fake smile and pretend that everything is okay or tell you off or avoid you. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Putting everything aside, I really do think you don't actually care. Frankly I seem to be fine with that. But the thing is, eventually I won't be. So stop everything that you're doing, stop everything that I'm doing. This doesn't make sense. It should cos I don't want to blame you for anything. Darn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-321069939919443655?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/321069939919443655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/321069939919443655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/321069939919443655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/talk.html' title='Talk'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-5906322050043500932</id><published>2011-05-05T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T23:14:59.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never say never</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lknm3haLuS1qjtwnso1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 427px; height: 640px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lknm3haLuS1qjtwnso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Defeated. Disappointment is just blergh. Feeling that and never have the urge to do something about it. How pathetic. Placing high hopes on me and giving me hopes is just.. I know. But I won't do anything about it unless I &lt;u&gt;want&lt;/u&gt; to. Doing that is just another, "Hello disappointment, again". And that really is not a good feeling you want to have over and over again. I know things won't come my way if I don't do anything about it. There is just no need to do so if it isn't my calling I somehow think. But this is life and damn it's hard. Like it or not I just gotta do it I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-5906322050043500932?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5906322050043500932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/never-say-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5906322050043500932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5906322050043500932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/never-say-never.html' title='Never say never'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-8557511237326731121</id><published>2011-05-05T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T22:56:44.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk8ctsXKIv1qglpjeo1_400.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 260px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk8ctsXKIv1qglpjeo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Things have been good lately. Sometimes too good. Too good that I feel like something bad is going to happen. I surely hope not, but it's just a feeling. Feelings can be wrong right?&lt;div&gt;It's back. Can't deny the fact that I was screaming on the inside when I read it. I was freaking baffled! Not sure if I used that term correctly, but I was--baffled. I mean my imaginations can run pretty wild, so for it to actually.. Well, yeah. All that did make me jump up and down but honestly, I'm just terrified. So scared and freaking out at the same time that&lt;i&gt; that &lt;/i&gt;would happen again if I let my guard down. And the first time &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; happened didn't end so well. Therefore kind person, when you are done with &lt;i&gt;that other thing,&lt;/i&gt; please, please, pleaaaase don't do &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; again to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-8557511237326731121?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8557511237326731121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/illusions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8557511237326731121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8557511237326731121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/05/illusions.html' title='Illusions'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-5323062270160113354</id><published>2011-04-28T01:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T01:14:12.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny how emotions work. They change all the time. How should I handle this? It's been dragging for so long. I don't think I have the guts to do what I wanna do. Reckless as I already am, I feel like I need to be even more reckless to get what I want. Waiting is one thing--waiting for the right moment. Then again, why should I wait for something that I know won't come to me? Have faith. Putting hope on something or someone. How can I do that again without being hurt? Disappointment is so overrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-5323062270160113354?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5323062270160113354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-funny-how-emotions-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5323062270160113354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5323062270160113354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-funny-how-emotions-work.html' title=''/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-6161617003385479687</id><published>2011-04-25T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T01:15:47.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That weird?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I've been into certain stuff lately and some might say that my kind of "stuff" that I'm into is quite disturbing. Honestly it is an odd topic, but they are true stories. Stories about real people that really happened. Not some fantasy that people create to feel better about themselves.&lt;div&gt;For example, I've been reading about brilliant people (in my point of view) that are mistaken to be..not normal in their days, past leaders and some about people who has major issues in their life who took the stupidest road ever--taking their own life. Frankly I do find it odd that I'm interested in these kind of stories. It's just interesting to see how people react in real life. Making decisions, observing their behavioral patterns. Just a thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s: To anyone who reads this, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ever take your own life. It's stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.s: Who reads this?? HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-6161617003385479687?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6161617003385479687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/that-weird.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6161617003385479687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6161617003385479687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/that-weird.html' title='That weird?'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-8358715267461155562</id><published>2011-04-22T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:37:23.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foundation-- checked!</title><content type='html'>Today marks one week after my finals. I officially finished my foundation and my 5 months of free time had started. Surely I'm gonna miss my roomates and lecture-mates as they are all scattered somewhere in Malaysia *sigh* Though, so far it's been awesome :)) Lotsa smiles since then. Thank you. &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What am I suppose to do now?&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/7412284311367261358-8358715267461155562?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8358715267461155562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/foundation-checked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8358715267461155562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8358715267461155562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/foundation-checked.html' title='Foundation-- checked!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-2069060323746894901</id><published>2011-04-22T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:26:31.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bieberblast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nytv8Ofe4is/TbGXIrUX1BI/AAAAAAAAAp8/DqvXHrHfKnA/s400/IMG01458-20110421-2211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598421987121157138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Didn't manage to get that many snapshot of the &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bieber&lt;/span&gt;. But it was all good as &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I DID SEE HIM AND LET ME TELL YOU, HE IS SO CUTE!!! &lt;/span&gt;The crowd was loud-- I was loud. Screamed my head off after Arinah and I had a mini argument with a mother. Psshh -.- The &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Biebster&lt;/span&gt; is waaaay awesome in person (talking as if I met him HAHA ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He started off with Love Me. The crowd went wild I tell ya!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The list of songs he performed in order (yes, I remembered TEEHEE) :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love Me&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Runaway Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bigger&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never Let You Go (acoustic)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Favourite Girl (acoustic)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Less Lonely Girl (Damn that lucky girl! ._. )&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never Say Never&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Somebody To Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eenie Meanie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Baby&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Baby, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; freaking &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charlotte&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came on stage!!! Well..Joel Madden actually and he performed Dance Floor Anthem. Twas freakin awesome. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Definitely going for another concert if he does come back here :D :D &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L4gaE83r8x8/TbGXI8yqN8I/AAAAAAAAAqE/hL3WhFYIAK8/s1600/IMG01465-20110421-2220.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-L4gaE83r8x8/TbGXI8yqN8I/AAAAAAAAAqE/hL3WhFYIAK8/s400/IMG01465-20110421-2220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598421991811594178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after the concert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtcQQi_yuOg/TbGXJdALNRI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0ItxfRiponw/s1600/IMG01467-20110421-2257.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PtcQQi_yuOg/TbGXJdALNRI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0ItxfRiponw/s400/IMG01467-20110421-2257.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598422000458216722" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bieber got swag :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nytv8Ofe4is/TbGXIrUX1BI/AAAAAAAAAp8/DqvXHrHfKnA/s1600/IMG01458-20110421-2211.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-2069060323746894901?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2069060323746894901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/bieberblast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/2069060323746894901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/2069060323746894901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/bieberblast.html' title='Bieberblast!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/-nytv8Ofe4is/TbGXIrUX1BI/AAAAAAAAAp8/DqvXHrHfKnA/s72-c/IMG01458-20110421-2211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-7875388632515103853</id><published>2011-04-20T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:31:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6jMMWs_riU/Ta7egtZntUI/AAAAAAAAAp0/XZ5Mnbq7cHs/s1600/IMG01449-20110420-2109.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6jMMWs_riU/Ta7egtZntUI/AAAAAAAAAp0/XZ5Mnbq7cHs/s400/IMG01449-20110420-2109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597656040392340802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I'm going for my first concert ever tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I'm beyond excited for Thursday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I'm going to Justin Bieber's concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my first concert is going to be Justin Bieber's concert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'M FREAKING SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljyc0tIAaP1qj8h73o1_500.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljxyix9y3r1qgqwz2o1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljxyix9y3r1qgqwz2o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;See you Thursday Bieber! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-7875388632515103853?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7875388632515103853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/7875388632515103853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/7875388632515103853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/yes.html' title='Yes,'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/-l6jMMWs_riU/Ta7egtZntUI/AAAAAAAAAp0/XZ5Mnbq7cHs/s72-c/IMG01449-20110420-2109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-5773628259799776469</id><published>2011-04-18T11:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T11:50:12.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've decided</title><content type='html'>that I'll just watch you from afar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-5773628259799776469?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5773628259799776469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-decided.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5773628259799776469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5773628259799776469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/ive-decided.html' title='I&apos;ve decided'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-1405354268545476540</id><published>2011-04-07T21:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:55:59.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sometimes it's easier if I have a friend who does not know my world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;You were that friend but you had to do what you did. Now I is lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-1405354268545476540?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1405354268545476540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-its-easier-if-i-have-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1405354268545476540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1405354268545476540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-its-easier-if-i-have-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-6763959526721778214</id><published>2011-04-04T15:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T15:50:37.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to do list</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gPWR2pRU1_I/TZl39e4rDCI/AAAAAAAAApk/nE-TnEfvjlg/s1600/IMG01239-20110314-0138.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-gPWR2pRU1_I/TZl39e4rDCI/AAAAAAAAApk/nE-TnEfvjlg/s400/IMG01239-20110314-0138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591632310503672866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vtKmqz-dZeo/TZl39NveIrI/AAAAAAAAApc/Hp1eAbDYzIw/s1600/IMG00072-20100806-1511.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-vtKmqz-dZeo/TZl39NveIrI/AAAAAAAAApc/Hp1eAbDYzIw/s400/IMG00072-20100806-1511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591632305901675186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qstwreaXyWQ/TZl3eeL9u6I/AAAAAAAAApU/nwcEL0AiyW0/s1600/IMG01227-20110311-1001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-qstwreaXyWQ/TZl3eeL9u6I/AAAAAAAAApU/nwcEL0AiyW0/s400/IMG01227-20110311-1001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591631777740209058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8y5G-pvUr4/TZl3Po8W2hI/AAAAAAAAApM/GHmLwovWOk8/s1600/IMG01316-20110326-2122.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-g8y5G-pvUr4/TZl3Po8W2hI/AAAAAAAAApM/GHmLwovWOk8/s400/IMG01316-20110326-2122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591631522929498642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;miss my awesome UM friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;take pictures w/ my awesome UM friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;play w/ my awesome UM friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KICK BUTT FOR FINALS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-6763959526721778214?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6763959526721778214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-do-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6763959526721778214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6763959526721778214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/to-do-list.html' title='to do list'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/-gPWR2pRU1_I/TZl39e4rDCI/AAAAAAAAApk/nE-TnEfvjlg/s72-c/IMG01239-20110314-0138.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-1747500227494840272</id><published>2011-04-04T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T03:06:47.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I seasonal?</title><content type='html'>Why do you have to appear in my life again? Why did I make that silly move? Why am I always weak whenever it's about you? Why can't I just move on? Why now when I'm having my finals? Why does it hurt so much? Why must you be so charming? Why do you do this to me? What the heck do you really want from me? What am I suppose to do now?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me and end this &lt;b&gt;please&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-1747500227494840272?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1747500227494840272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-i-seasonal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1747500227494840272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1747500227494840272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/04/am-i-seasonal.html' title='Am I seasonal?'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-130699132000584126</id><published>2011-03-22T02:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T03:04:18.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I really don't get myself. I mean it's understandable if other people don't but I should. It gets really complicated when I actually manipulate my own brain. For a moment I think of one thing and then a second later I think about the exact opposite. It doesn't make sense, at least to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Once I've made up my mind one something, I'll make sure I go through with it till the end. Though sometimes I do get distracted with other stuff and bleeergh-- I'll have this great disappointment towards me, like my world is going to end and I have no future. Seriously this cycle is really not healthy. Not to mention unnecessary. I know sometimes I have anger issues (some might not notice). I'm trying my best to not just burst out, calm my self and explain to myself that it's silly. Yes, I am a control freak and sometimes a perfectionist, it's getting worse. Maybe I have yet to accept that fact about me or maybe I am just that bad of a person that has major issues. This uses a LOT of brain energy and I don't think I &lt;s&gt;should&lt;/s&gt; want to do that anymore. It's stupid. It's super exhausting. I should have better things to do. I need a hobby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What happened to that part of me who thinks about rainbows, unicorns and pixie dust? That's a lie. Maybe just awesome pixie dust. Okay, I'm thinking about it..right now! Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lidw7o0pUz1qfyosbo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lidw7o0pUz1qfyosbo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, this I want--Pixie Dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(For all I know it might just be paper cut outs, marbles and blue glitter in that awesome bottle)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Oh Almighty friend of mine, please teach me how to be awesome like 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/7412284311367261358-130699132000584126?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/130699132000584126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/03/go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/130699132000584126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/130699132000584126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/03/go.html' title='GO!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-8682942680785212890</id><published>2011-03-19T17:05:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:38:19.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>거짓말</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liakh5OUWV1qhgvqlo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 440px; height: 312px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_liakh5OUWV1qhgvqlo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My doctor told me I might be "stressed". I don't know if this is true but it isn't impossible, isn't it? Drama and shit happens around me and I guess my brain has been over analyzing unnecessarily thought. Stupid brain and people -.- I really don't know why I care so much. Then again, some people being people makes it so hard for me being me. Instead of doing all this, can I just lay at the beach all day and not get tanned? Well that is just stupid. Finals are in 2 weeks and I haven't started dating the books yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;"When you are asked to do something, do it and do it fast. Procrastination is the thief of time."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;-Prefects Rule of Thumb no (??)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Well my momma asked me to study but.. guilty. And the above rule of thumb that I supposedly follow is a total failure. Oopsie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gosh, I can't wait for finals to end but not PASUM. Sure it might have been a drag at first but the people grew on me :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-8682942680785212890?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8682942680785212890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8682942680785212890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8682942680785212890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/03/blog-post.html' title='거짓말'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-6964007661847359098</id><published>2011-02-06T20:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:15:49.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DIE JIMINY DIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg5m5ak1Yh1qfweblo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 270px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg5m5ak1Yh1qfweblo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; know that I've been posting a lot for negative post. That is just ridiculous! I am a happy weird freaky person who is trying her best to live her life and should push away all the negative shit. Yes. So some stuff did knock me down &lt;s&gt;most of the time&lt;/s&gt; sometimes. But it does not give me the right to plaster a fake smile on my face. It should be a sincere smile and not those fake awkward plasticky smiles. Let me smile because I want to. So many happy things in this world, in my life that I overlook. I always see things that others have and fail to see what I have. This has got to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's the problem. I am the problem. Like sheit! SHUT IT JIMINY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; This should be the last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-6964007661847359098?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6964007661847359098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/02/die-jiminy-die.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6964007661847359098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6964007661847359098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/02/die-jiminy-die.html' title='DIE JIMINY DIE'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-1338160553042757819</id><published>2011-02-06T04:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T04:37:05.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gloomyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg4mkfl1yT1qamyrpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 335px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg4mkfl1yT1qamyrpo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All the things that are happening around me and all sorts of emotions are really not good for me nor Jiminy. Now that I think back, I feel like I really am a dark person. Heck, I am. I know who I am and who I'm not. I too am human. I have flaws. Though doing the right thing-- to fix these flaws is not something I intend to do. And I have a problem with this. Yes, I have issues. Internal monologue sucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;On the bright side, jellyfish and Kuzco rules! :D&lt;/b&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/7412284311367261358-1338160553042757819?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1338160553042757819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/02/gloomyness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1338160553042757819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1338160553042757819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/02/gloomyness.html' title='gloomyness'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-4871387091163113875</id><published>2011-02-06T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T02:54:35.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lemon ink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I&lt;b&gt; lied. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;I sometimes I wish that you would still be my knight in shining armor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-4871387091163113875?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4871387091163113875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/02/lemon-ink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4871387091163113875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4871387091163113875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/02/lemon-ink.html' title='lemon ink'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-3400284899631039418</id><published>2011-02-05T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T23:17:51.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg589jyFLG1qa2z8ko1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lg589jyFLG1qa2z8ko1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;be nice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-3400284899631039418?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3400284899631039418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/02/be-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/3400284899631039418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/3400284899631039418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/02/be-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-597000546372549309</id><published>2011-01-15T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T19:14:57.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blows up teen</title><content type='html'>I have principles. Principles that I promised myself to stick to. I like promises. I believe that they are not meant to broken. Therefore, I do not plan to break my principles. I truly believe that I am a complex person. If you don't like complex, stay away. &lt;div&gt;Teenagers make mistakes. Though I feel that my "mistakes" boundary is restricted. Everything I do seem to be wild and crazy to you. HAVE YOU MET ME?! Clearly you haven't. I might have done a few wacky, childish stuff and can be really annoying but I don't do all those bad stuff. I don't do drugs, I don't do alcohol. I mean, honestly, that's just stupid. And I'm NOT stupid. I know my boundaries. I know the rights and wrong. If I do make a slip turn, then I'll LEARN. That's how the process goes. To think when I'm about to be open up and not keep to myself, shit happens. Nice. No wonder I am who I am. Not that I have a problem with me. I think you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dear friend told me--"2011 is the year for me to get out of my comfort zone". How am I suppose to do that if my comfort zone is all messed up? I don't even know if I have a comfort zone anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silly things become big and big things are belittled. I appreciate my life but it just suck. Can't get any worse can it? So the only thing I'm looking forward to is going to Justin Bieber's concert. Hope it's not to "wild" for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I miss my happy place.&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/7412284311367261358-597000546372549309?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/597000546372549309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/blows-up-teen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/597000546372549309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/597000546372549309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/blows-up-teen.html' title='Blows up teen'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-4378454497849447416</id><published>2011-01-08T23:34:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T19:26:41.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gamer-evolved.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/pacman2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 373px;" src="http://gamer-evolved.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/pacman2.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lookforitoverhere.com/wp-content/uploads/space-invaders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 501px; height: 411px;" src="http://lookforitoverhere.com/wp-content/uploads/space-invaders.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.gameist.com/static/contentimages/jkimak/least_artistic/pacman.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my current obsession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;THEY RULE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-4378454497849447416?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4378454497849447416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4378454497849447416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4378454497849447416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/love.html' title=''/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-6170574931314592555</id><published>2011-01-08T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T23:23:30.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honestly, I haven't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to try harder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I need to move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Being like this will take me nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breaking down in the middle of the night won't do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You shall be my first chocolate strawberry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-6170574931314592555?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6170574931314592555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/honestly-i-havent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6170574931314592555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6170574931314592555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/honestly-i-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-90817805474888943</id><published>2011-01-08T22:53:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T23:18:51.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty-eleven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lepfrbC6B71qa0ru0o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lepfrbC6B71qa0ru0o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, my very first post for 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, it's 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, so far I have to say that I'm not very fond of 2011. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Yes, I really loved 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Too bad I have to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I would just like to point out that many things happened last year. It may be too late but who cares. I don't. I learned many things the past year. Like how to kill 6 months by doing nothing, how to miss your friends dearly, how to live like a university student, and how to fall for someone and get your heart broken. It truly was a learning year for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Welcomed 2011 with a bunch of new friends of mine in "Kay-Ell". Mum was shocked when I told her where I was heading to that NYE. That night was filled with laughter, jokes, fireworks, flour, 3am-cheeseburgers, dirty lake water and a birthday song. Frankly speaking it was a great way to welcome the new year -- with friends. Though the previous year, where I spent it at my hometown was still the best. I have my reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;So I hope for a better year.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;2011, you will love me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;2011, KANPAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-90817805474888943?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/90817805474888943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/twenty-eleven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/90817805474888943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/90817805474888943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2011/01/twenty-eleven.html' title='twenty-eleven'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-1922666735379236415</id><published>2010-08-20T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T00:17:40.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>research</title><content type='html'>Being me; I question tons of stuff. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Littlest things. True that I may be a perfectionist at times. Wanting this to go exactly how its suppose to be. Well nothing can be EXACTLY how I want it to be, never. There will be always some glitches that will make things &lt;i&gt;at least &lt;/i&gt;a little bit different or off. So, there's no escaping from feeling wanting to be selfish at times (maybe all the time). I really feel bad about feeling the way how I am currently. I just don"t make sense at all! It's like there's this part of me where there's a need to please people because I know it'd make me all warm on the inside. Though some other freak is just dying to say, 'MOVE OVER B****!' and just do things wildly and be the bad person. Seriously, crazy much? It's like I don't know myself anymore. I ask myself: Who am I? Who do I look up to? Am I really happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past hour, all I can come up with is that I'm the kind of person that cries when Andy and Woody separates to move on with their lives and when the cast grief in their own way when George O'Malley died. Tell me, who am I?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-1922666735379236415?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1922666735379236415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/08/research.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1922666735379236415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1922666735379236415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/08/research.html' title='research'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-1789046814671841037</id><published>2010-07-23T12:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:33:30.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one and a half semester left.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://5thnbd.org/image/image/sejarah_um_00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 388px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://5thnbd.org/image/image/sejarah_um_00.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today marks the 2 months of me being a university student. 2 semesters. 1 year foundation in science. Being here isn't that bad :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My dorm life starts eventhough I go back home every week. My bedtime is usually around 3am and class starts at 8am and ends at 5. We get a one hour break in between.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Studies are alright I guess. Though I have moments where I go, "SH** I tak faham this sucject langsung!" or maybe "Why am I here learning this again?" This is the part where I question my presence here, learning bunch of technical stuff where you need to concentrate and focus. And this is also where many questions start popping in my head. This may or may not lead to me staring into space like how I always did for the first half of 2010. When all of the above happens, I tend to cast myself in my own world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyways, people here are ... okay? Well meeting people here was kinda-almost-not really a culture shock to me(?) 'Cause meeting people here are like meeting people from everywhere in Malaysia and maybe some from other countries. Safe to say that I know who to avoid and who to give my trust to. Apart from that, boys (-.-'') Yeah well graduating from a girls school doesnt exactly prepare you for this new environment. Some of them tend to be really rude. Don't get me wrong, there are nice dudes around. Funny and crazy ones too. I guess it all depends on who you meet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dramas and whatever not I try to avoid. I still do find it interesting but sometimes unnecessary especially about little things and when you yourself go out and look for it. Besides that, I see many two individuals who got to know one another which may or may not lead to something not that I'm implying something to anyone *ahem* HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt; Yes I'm happy to say that I made friends. I have friends who I stick around with, my classmates and people I interact with in the lecture hall. My roomate (+ next door neighbours) and I get along :)) We have our crazy moments most of the time. My roomate is Farra and my next door neighbours are Arinah and Farah. So this Farra and I have something in common; we always have our sound effects :B People put their weird faces when they hear us (mainly me) make weird sounds in the lecture hall. I guess that is not normal for a person to produce weird noises (?) and I always thought the opposite. Us four people are getting to know one another and it easier since we are all taking the same course and live next door. Therefore we always have our special dinner every Thursday evening. Just like last night, we actually walked for 45 minutes just to get our hands on some yummy KFC chicken. It was worth it. TEE-HEE-HEE :) My tutorial classes are okay so far. At first it was kinda akward for me to get along with my new classmates but who doesn't have that akward moment? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Computer Science FJAF0112&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Z was explaining infront about the Binary Coded Decimal. Out of nowhere ...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*points at me* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'YOU BAJU PURPLE! BANGUN!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*shocked and scared face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Me?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Yes you! Next week kamu akan diri depan ni explain about the addition yang saya baru ajar. What's your name?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Salwa?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Group apa?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;' C1'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Okay next week. Salwa dari C1 akan explain pasal slide ni. So next week saya nak kamu ingatkan saya. Saya nak kamu semua jerit nama dia,'' SALWA! SALWA! SALWA C1!!" '&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* a week later*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They people in the hall did the exact same thing. Chanting kinda thing. I was like WTH?! All the curse words were in my head. So I did the presentation and somehow my voice was super squeaky over the microphone. After the lecture people were all like, ''Salwa C1. Salwa C1'' This continued for two weeks minimum. Also whenever people refer me, they go, ''Ohhh.. Salwa C1 eh?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**My friend told me how they cooked maggi in a pail and ate it &lt;em&gt;ramai-ramai &lt;/em&gt;when they were in boarding school. How interesting 8) &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/7412284311367261358-1789046814671841037?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1789046814671841037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-and-half-semester-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1789046814671841037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1789046814671841037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-and-half-semester-left.html' title='one and a half semester left.'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-1015053082730076942</id><published>2010-07-17T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T16:31:12.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I'm a university kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-1015053082730076942?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1015053082730076942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-university-kid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1015053082730076942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1015053082730076942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-university-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-4044355734170233102</id><published>2010-07-04T12:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:15:00.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l50nvgiE8C1qc7ul5o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 497px; height: 360px;" src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l50nvgiE8C1qc7ul5o1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be all bright and cheery all the time. It's draining the life out of me and seriously, &lt;i&gt;penat gila&lt;/i&gt;. I can have my down moments too. There's just so much a person can do. So just because I smile, it does not mean I'm fine. I'm doing my best to look at the bright side every time and kick the downside's butt :) Being alone is fine by me, then I won't get hurt. But what is it if I'm alone, distancing myself from the people I care about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-4044355734170233102?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4044355734170233102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/07/how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4044355734170233102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4044355734170233102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/07/how.html' title='HOW!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-6523526235080810108</id><published>2010-04-30T20:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:20:16.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;chocolate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;strawberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-6523526235080810108?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6523526235080810108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/chocolate-strawberry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6523526235080810108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6523526235080810108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/chocolate-strawberry.html' title=''/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-6130715383193597791</id><published>2010-04-30T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T20:07:28.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April -- checked!</title><content type='html'>I can't say how glad I am that April is over. Though there's still no news about you. I'm waiting. I'm still alive just so you know. The thing is that my brain is playing tricks on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;False hopes changes a person. To get that from someone you care about, it doesn't really matter much. Because for that split second when you can be happy, smiling like a freaking idiot makes it feels great. It made me believe that I deserve to be happy. But when it's gone, your whole world comes crashing. What a negative energy it brings out. I might have done that to you. It's not cool. AT ALL. Sorry. Some part of me knows what is going to happen.  Though denial make me believe that a BIG FAT MIRACLE will happen and that it is all just a lie. &lt;br /&gt;And becoming that person I hate is definitely not on my list but judging at the situation, it seems like I am slowly becoming that person. My fears are coming to reality and it's turning me to a very ugly person. Fears do pretty crap loads to me and the people around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issues involving that matter is easily solved by blaming you. You made it so clear. Not sure if I can be that way around you like that anymore. Sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I hate breaking promises. REALLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-6130715383193597791?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6130715383193597791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-checked.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6130715383193597791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6130715383193597791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-checked.html' title='April -- checked!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-4507722933521712370</id><published>2010-04-05T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:33:40.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN LIVE WITH EATING SUSHI EVERYDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0eqz2oAlw1qaxxyuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 414px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0eqz2oAlw1qaxxyuo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0erxj0OUb1qabyy9o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 493px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0erxj0OUb1qabyy9o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0epng4tM71qang2qo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0epng4tM71qang2qo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words are not good enough. Close maybe, but no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel greedy for wanting so many things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I totally stole them from tumblr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l0eqz2oAlw1qaxxyuo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-4507722933521712370?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4507722933521712370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-can-live-with-eating-sushi-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4507722933521712370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4507722933521712370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-can-live-with-eating-sushi-everyday.html' title='I CAN LIVE WITH EATING SUSHI EVERYDAY'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-1488583165260253593</id><published>2010-04-05T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:18:47.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO Sushi Bank</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S7n-EG8vYOI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7iYGTf2c2mc/s1600/snapshot-23.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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S7n-EG8vYOI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7iYGTf2c2mc/s400/snapshot-23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456671770074374370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;meet my EMO Sushi Jar named JAR :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which rhymes with KAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be giving JAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a ride in the CAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; when I'm off to meet my Bank buddies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;which I know will be somewhere FAR&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;can't wait to see them again! ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-1488583165260253593?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1488583165260253593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/emo-sushi-bank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1488583165260253593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1488583165260253593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/emo-sushi-bank.html' title='EMO Sushi Bank'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S7n-EG8vYOI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7iYGTf2c2mc/s72-c/snapshot-23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-8416678742120312354</id><published>2010-04-01T02:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T02:56:48.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's April, FOOL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*coughcough*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*clears throat*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l05lcriRCW1qbxy86o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 409px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l05lcriRCW1qbxy86o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's April :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd like to have a great month pretty please with an unagi on top of the sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;So here's some stuff thats going on around me:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;I have been driving to PJ every week without fail (especially to Munira's workplace)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Sofeya passed her driving test (finally) :B So did Fai and Amira ( btw, I am waiting for my rides :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Amal and Munira are working people&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Eishah, Amira, Kartika and Amal are college students&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;Sofeya, Fai and I are successfully unemployed =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking of other stuff, I have a FEW strands of grey hair! :O maybe it's because of the same things that I've been thinking about too much for the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and and somehow, I have been relating myself with a LOT of songs :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also have been &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/potsaru"&gt;tweeting&lt;/a&gt; too much! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If it wasn't obvious enough, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been updating my blog every month? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOU &lt;/i&gt; are being so mean and evil. Tell me straight okayy! I won't get mad :)&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/7412284311367261358-8416678742120312354?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8416678742120312354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-april-fool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8416678742120312354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8416678742120312354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-april-fool.html' title='it&apos;s April, FOOL!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-8394169605230172994</id><published>2010-03-29T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:45:38.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randoms :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzzgf7bOBi1qa9mh6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 364px;" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzzgf7bOBi1qa9mh6o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l002bmyL6R1qbtyfto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l002bmyL6R1qbtyfto1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzzo9ozAJ41qavzmso1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 337px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kzzuvoVWAd1qa6o9do1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 700px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;and I say,&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="color:#FF6666;"&gt;MERONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-8394169605230172994?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8394169605230172994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/03/randoms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8394169605230172994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8394169605230172994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/03/randoms.html' title='randoms :)'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-4003110763676085057</id><published>2010-03-29T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T00:17:18.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hunt</title><content type='html'>The title is the same as the title of a chapter from the book twilight or eclipse if I'm not mistaken :B&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gizmodiva.com/entry_images/1109/19/Hellokitty_girl_perfume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.gizmodiva.com/entry_images/1109/19/Hellokitty_girl_perfume.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a psycho chasing the hello kitty perfume. Drove off to Mid Valley, One Utama, Curve and KLCC to find that cat! All with the same results -.- but there might still be hope! The shopkeeper at Perfume Gallery in OU said they are coming in mid-April :D I'll have to wait and see if the kitty's will arrive then :3 and with the remaining money, I intend to spend it on this!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*look down!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.e-serviceconcepts.com/sneakertimes/converse-blondie-all-star-slim.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.e-serviceconcepts.com/sneakertimes/converse-blondie-all-star-slim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px; " src="http://www.e-serviceconcepts.com/sneakertimes/converse-blondie-all-star-slim.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Aint she a beauty 8D First saw 'em at Converse in OU. Too bad I couldn't get them straight away cos they were the LAST pair and it was the WRONG size -.- I guess it wasn't my day :( but then I googled them at Converse in KLCC. Couldn't find them anywhere! Guess they've sold out (?) but then, NOO! :'(( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'll just have to find something else to spend on. but WHAT?! ._.&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/7412284311367261358-4003110763676085057?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4003110763676085057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/03/hunt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4003110763676085057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4003110763676085057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/03/hunt.html' title='the hunt'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-6434588417609667016</id><published>2010-03-28T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T23:59:13.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>march</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kyykm5Y6bN1qa9mh6o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kyykm5Y6bN1qa9mh6o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ending in a few days. Should I be sad? I don't think I am 'cos April is coming. You have done well I guess, but sorry to say you're kinda full of tears and disappointments. Though less tears than February :) I don't want no more leaking from my eyes. I haven't leaked this much last year in total ._. and  it has been 3 months since January, I am school-sick :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss school dearly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't imagine how much I miss my friends. Although I've been seeing a few of them lately, it's not the same as seeing them everyday :( OMG! I feel so &lt;i&gt;jiwang&lt;/i&gt; right now ._. MMAAAHH! I'm getting softer nowadays -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-6434588417609667016?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6434588417609667016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/03/march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6434588417609667016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6434588417609667016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/03/march.html' title='march'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-3047700026055694046</id><published>2010-03-10T18:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T19:08:36.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YEAH</title><content type='html'>ITS COMING&lt;div&gt;''i would rather bungee off a cliff then face you''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall (most prolly) ignore all text and calls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thy is killing me mentally, emotionally and physically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;internet is being shoo killable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma suppose to call the doodad like last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gotsa do that asap before mummay comes back or imma dead ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tis shoo @%$*#!! when X does acknowledge my presence and internet had to go off -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X is so weird&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;imma soo curious what X is thinking of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and and imma shad that Ys are (kinda) apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i think im ignored by Ys -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dont ignore me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hate being ignored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;btw hello march&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i hope you bring good news for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-3047700026055694046?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3047700026055694046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/03/yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/3047700026055694046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/3047700026055694046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/03/yeah.html' title='YEAH'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-565269852148368750</id><published>2010-02-18T00:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:48:06.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GCW70Kr_pSU/S3m8dFrcp3I/AAAAAAAAFFY/iz3BUhyff-s/s1600/happy..jpg" alt="[happy..jpg]" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;or maybe i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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/7412284311367261358-565269852148368750?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/565269852148368750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/565269852148368750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/565269852148368750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know.html' title='i know'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_GCW70Kr_pSU/S3m8dFrcp3I/AAAAAAAAFFY/iz3BUhyff-s/s72-c/happy..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-4483228683805778101</id><published>2010-02-17T23:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T01:03:07.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kxz3aunRBX1qa8ni3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kxz3aunRBX1qa8ni3o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;okay! i shall draw a line now. or maybe a circle or a bunny :B enough is enough. gotta stop with the emoness and depression and the negative vibe. me need to detox myself. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;. i need the vibe of the weird extra optimistic person i kinda used to be ._. its draining me. especially that part. imma getting weak at that. but fear not! a stranger told me, ''just ask!'' thank you kind stranger. well i might have left a few words for certain reasons ;) but yeah. the point is that! just ask :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;p/s: and there's no need of lies :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;p/p/s: courage is required!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;i like you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i want to wear a pretty poofy ball gown dress something like &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GCW70Kr_pSU/S3rSgcCXrMI/AAAAAAAAFGY/07uVD_qZ37E/s1600-h/couture.4.jpg"&gt;thish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and go to a sleepover in that :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;something's in invisible ink ;D&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/7412284311367261358-4483228683805778101?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4483228683805778101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/stop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4483228683805778101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4483228683805778101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/stop.html' title='stop!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-5606105385312490009</id><published>2010-02-11T11:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:34:10.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to (wo)man up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to pull myself together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to cool it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to stop being a coward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to stop thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to smile sincerely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to laugh out loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;i am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt; fine :)&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/7412284311367261358-5606105385312490009?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5606105385312490009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5606105385312490009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5606105385312490009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-need.html' title='i need'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-7304020806340569525</id><published>2010-02-10T19:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T20:06:19.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she, that person and i</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is going crazy&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;she &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;needs&lt;/span&gt; a stranger&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:small;"&gt;it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is going to burst &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;that person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;makes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;hates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;that person&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;wants to stay away from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;that person&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:small;"&gt;that person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;is clueless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;dying slowly&lt;/span&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:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the end&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/7412284311367261358-7304020806340569525?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7304020806340569525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/she-that-person-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/7304020806340569525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/7304020806340569525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/she-that-person-and-i.html' title='she, that person and i'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-5387479657674061080</id><published>2010-02-08T22:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T12:59:34.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where for art thou romeo (?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S3I5lpoWETI/AAAAAAAAAks/zgSzo5rgDwI/s1600-h/Picture0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S3I5lpoWETI/AAAAAAAAAks/zgSzo5rgDwI/s400/Picture0040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436471019182625074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and imma blogging. trying to channel something to somewhere :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;two days ago, i had a sleepover with tupai, ayam and fahim-ah :D i had shoo much fun! i planned it to be more of a girly sleepover thang but it turned out to be a guys shleep-o-bar ._. we played Modern Warfare 2 on the 'bangs'' obox (a lot of poetic words were forced out), ate a lot of junk food and tosai, video capturing moments and a day at Plaza Shah Alam :) the obox playing times was awesome! we like totally screamed at the tv and heard J. Biebers' song while killing people. it seemed so twisted and it lasted till 3am. though i do no recall much of ''talks'' :/ but i had shoo much fun so its okay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;anel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;fai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;baling ah granade tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;okay jap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*throws the granade*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;oh shit,  i lupe nak lari!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S3I5kzvAVYI/AAAAAAAAAkc/WKadZ1orRFE/s1600-h/DSCF3608+(1).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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S3I5kzvAVYI/AAAAAAAAAkc/WKadZ1orRFE/s400/DSCF3608+(1).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436471004715046274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;sunday is laik v-day. last year i spent the day by going to the school's cross country thang and later had a 'date' with fahim-ah :) this year, she is not free )): you saak! shoo i shall be inviting myself to one of you rempits' house :)) or so i thought i would. IMMA GROUNDED FOR THE FIRST TAIM T.T thanks a lot mummay :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so i shall spend my grounding days with gem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; guitar and tv :|&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/7412284311367261358-5387479657674061080?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/5387479657674061080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-for-art-thou-romeo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5387479657674061080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/5387479657674061080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-for-art-thou-romeo.html' title='where for art thou romeo (?)'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S3I5lpoWETI/AAAAAAAAAks/zgSzo5rgDwI/s72-c/Picture0040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-2008249809366415668</id><published>2010-02-07T13:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T15:03:56.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>squishy the brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;its been a while since i've blog. but like. .hmm yeah. its february. january was great :) but february, not so much so far. killing time slowing with gem and tv and outing with them people. squishy is rotting and i need a change like seriously. on the plus side, i got my license! (curse the jpj fella who had me worried) self learning new stuff is not bad but it gets boring after awhile. and yeah. im waiting for it to be official so i can steal the automobile to drive myself away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;tired of alone time with me. it makes me think too much and its always the same thing over and over again. it confusing how it is lately and i hate it. i need a stranger right now. im like beating myself to snap outa it. again with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;songs. the only thing that can make me smile now is listening to him =_= but like yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; i dont want this anymore, but i do :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i'll wait and see how february goes. hopefully it ends well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;its all scattered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S25ggc4kpAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jB72wzx30o4/s1600-h/comeback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S25ggc4kpAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jB72wzx30o4/s400/comeback.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435387910908322818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i want this back&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:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;all i can do now is keep swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;i truly hope my wish comes true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;make it come true :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;btw, self discovery sucks&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/7412284311367261358-2008249809366415668?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2008249809366415668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/squishy-brain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/2008249809366415668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/2008249809366415668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2010/02/squishy-brain.html' title='squishy the brain'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/S25ggc4kpAI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jB72wzx30o4/s72-c/comeback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-6885548702922800225</id><published>2009-12-30T00:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:55:51.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arigatou!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;so so soo.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;'tis the end of the year 2009. i know it is a day earlier than it should, but it is my last moments with dear 2009. in short, i'll just say, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333399;"&gt;i LOVE you 2009! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i had my funs and some sad moments but mostly happy times. you feel me bro? hee. well i try to make the best out of it and remember them people that i met for the past 17 years 6 months and 3 days of my life. now i'm just talking nonsense now am i not? hmm. well, to say that nothing happened this year would be lying 'cos a lot did happened. things that might just change the way my mind works (?) so yea. i mean YEAH! -.- since high school ended, it sucks. SERIOUSLY. and now that chapter in my life just ended, i need to start a new one, which is kinda annoying yet exciting and at the same time scared but the good scared you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;my future is not clear at all. i cannot predict what may or may not happen. im curious. i think i have 'semangat inkuiri yang agak tinggi' if you would say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;OMG!! WHY ON EARTH DO I REMEMBER SEJARAH STUFF NOW??!  -____-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;but yes, curious i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im gonna miss recess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im gonna miss the times we lepak in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im gonna miss playing and sleeping in class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im gonna miss all the sports stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im gonna miss school activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im gonna miss camps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im gonna miss field trips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im gonna miss goofing around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im gonna miss doing prefect duties (??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;im missing my frien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;all in all, i thank you 2009. you have done good to me. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;imma happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;ARIGATOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;GOODBYE 2009 ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;and once again, i shall be away for the new years. so in advance, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;HELLO 2010!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;yuroshiku onegaishimasu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i shall continue finishing my list(s) in 2010,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt; ga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;nbarimasu! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i miss them people, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;lets hang out! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;2010, lets have a better year. &lt;b&gt;kanpaii!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;just for fun, imma tell you one time :D HEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEE&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/7412284311367261358-6885548702922800225?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6885548702922800225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/12/arigatou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6885548702922800225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6885548702922800225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/12/arigatou.html' title='arigatou!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-8190647570693692280</id><published>2009-12-25T00:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T01:42:05.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanna hear a story?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;so here is a story about ainil and a fella:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(copy pasted from msn :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ada sorang ni kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; nama die ainil tau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; pastu die nak gi pindah dorm la kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; as in masuk college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; pastu tetiba ada sorang mamat ni sesat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; die jumpe the dude kat bilik die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; kononya kan die duk situ ah kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ps tu ainil ni cm wth la kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; tgk ada mamat kat bilik die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; pas tu die gi check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; die yg salah bilik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; bodo kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; pstu die cm slalu la terserempak ngan the mamat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; since bilik dieorg opposite jee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so ainil tu cm malu la kaan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; one dayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ainil ni bengong tau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; die terkunci luar rumah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; menunggu ls die luar rumah tu sampai locksmith sampai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; tgk tgk the locksmith tu mamat tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; pastu cm mamat tu x jadi tolong ainil sbb die x suka ainil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; lps tuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; mamat tu blah masuk dorm die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then die dgr ada org main pinano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; she thought cm eee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; show off gilee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so cm whatever laa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; a few hours later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; die knocked on his door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; requested nak tumpang toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so she used the guy's toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; in his room tuu die nampak la pictures of him and a girl and some gay stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ainil was like wth???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; cepat cepat die lari kluar bilik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; tetiba langgar the dude yg bwk tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; her top was spilt with tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; at the same time she thought : eee gay nya minum tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then the fella had no choice but to help her open the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; bila nak open the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; she saw this ginourmous roach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so she was like SHIIIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ainil pergi tolak the fella dlm dorm dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and locked the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; pastu die lari masuk dlm the guys dorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; locking the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the guy was like babi la ainil!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so he thought of going through her stuff and curi something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; masa going through her stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; he found this weird bunny with a collar tagged mushroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so he thought he would steal that la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then masa nk tarik mushroom kluar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; theres this string attached to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the string was made out of metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so he thought : OMG! i hv a psycho living near me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the fella panicked like crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; lari turun tangga and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then die jatuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; like tripped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; 4 flights of stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ainil tak dgr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; cos she was like hiding in the toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the next morning baru she noticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; he was lying on the floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; she thought he was dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; but then he was snoring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so just to make sure la kan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ainil took the guy to the hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; did the ct scan and all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then called the brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; waiting in the fellas ward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the fella bangun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; he was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; i love you ainil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; tgh senyum kambing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; the doctor warned her that he would be a bit retarded when he wakes up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so theeen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; she was huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; retard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so she had to take responsiblity la jugak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; kinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so she 'pretended' to be his gf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; a week later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; he was sane again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and turns out he kinda sorta do like ainil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; ainil kinda sorta feels the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so like it was no longer a pretend thing between them two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then he remembered the girl in the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and how gay he was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; they were in his dorm hanging out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then ada this girly voice screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; HEY!!! OPEN THE DOOOR!!! I WANNA KNOW HOW MY BABY IS DOING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; OPEN THE DOOR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so she opened the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; terkejut die melihat it was the lady from the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then she was like shitttzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; i ruined their relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then he explained that the lady is his brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; he is a crossdresser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and all the gay stuff were presents from the brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; so she was like THANK GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; then they all bonded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; he played the pinano and she sang off keyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; THE END!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;what do ya think? my first story :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;excuse the typos and really bad grammar for the story was just for ainil. HAHAHA  kidding :P&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/7412284311367261358-8190647570693692280?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8190647570693692280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/12/wanna-hear-story.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8190647570693692280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8190647570693692280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/12/wanna-hear-story.html' title='wanna hear a story?'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-2022941594005223631</id><published>2009-12-23T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:09:19.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;funny how you think you know someone, but the reality is you dont kaaan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sad isnt it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-2022941594005223631?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2022941594005223631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/12/blank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/2022941594005223631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/2022941594005223631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/12/blank.html' title='blank'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-3590472780048084695</id><published>2009-12-23T09:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:00:23.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeeeep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;high school is way over like a month ago. two weeks has passed since SPM ended. i am dead clueless. what to do now? according to my post-SPM list, i've had my sleepovers, outings, prom shoppings, and driving license seminars. heck even prom is over! hartamas's was cool la, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;aman's was fun :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; something new to mee in many ways. haha. now im flat broke, pennyless. i guess the next outing will be in 2010. i still want a rematch of foosball with fai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;FAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, you hear this?! ;D and also a game of futsaal with them softball fellas. and lets go bowling and ice-skating and movie marathons! what happened to hindi marathons yo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ANEEEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;!! when will i ever get to spend a night at your crib? D: btw sleepover at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;'s was super duper the bestest sleepover i had like EVER! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;MUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; left for aussie. im going back to mummy's hometown on the 30th and coming back on the 4th. looks like im spending new years there:) though i would like it if i get to spend new years with ma friends here. i hate to admit it but im already missing them. esp me classmates and rempits :( oh oh and i lalala looove &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;NE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;'s guitar hero! though i keep failing (esp that one song after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; attempts), but imma gonna crash her crib and practice/play with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;NE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;AMAAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; :D i want one too! life sucks -.- btw i need a guitar sensei or piano sensei :) teach me how to play pinano and guitar! onegaishimasu! omg my jap is like super rustyy. gotta learn the language back -.- and and im intersted to learn korean and french and mandarin. who wants to teach mee? :D oh i opened a facebook account! are you not proud of mee? :D im such a noob yo. i now have three months of days off. dont know im gonna kill that time but now i am off to finish stuffs on my lists :D thats is if only i had samson with mee -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; AMAAAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;! i want samson baack!! oh oh and im trying to get a friend for fred :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;to many things,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;WHYY???!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&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 style="text-align: right;"&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/7412284311367261358-3590472780048084695?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/3590472780048084695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>spacebar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;imagine yourself in a stupid dream and realizing you waking up, crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what does it say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-7263523520100601454?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7263523520100601454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/spacebar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/7263523520100601454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;curses to the allergy that made me want to scratch myself to death!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;At first, ironail says 2PM are growing on me. imagine taecyeon popping out of your head and starts rapping, nickhun comes out of nowhere dancing like whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;but noo, the other members had to come. now i have the whole gang of 2PM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;alrighty. i am now talking nonsense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;did you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;that the prefect install this year was totally awesome? like seriously! but then it came. so yea. nevertheless history was made no? like kabinng! kaboom! dot dot dot. and i would say that our form 5 perfomance was like totally wicked don't ya think? like cheers for us for a kababoom! performance. i would say imma pleased with the vp that caused me to stay up all night. and i am proud to say that a few people shed some tears. like total &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3366FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;success!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;hey you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;to people i know going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;uknowwhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, imma jealous of you but! take care being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;knowwehere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; for there shall be big crowds and if you see my new growing friend, say hi :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;on the other hand, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;fred, samson and i are having a blast! ngahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;oh dear, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;school's is out till tuesday due to the flu and virus in the air. get well soon sick people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;i made my peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;takpe, i'll just meet them at pyramid later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;hahahaha&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/7412284311367261358-2733947011342540394?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/2733947011342540394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-whats-up-doc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/2733947011342540394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SmsZtPrRJcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z6--sx4weNs/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCN4389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SmsZtPrRJcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z6--sx4weNs/s320/Copy+of+DSCN4389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362408046407525826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;samson has a &lt;a href="http://www.cybertheater.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/ath_fc700awh_2.jpg"&gt;new friend! &lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;*thank you mummy!&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/7412284311367261358-8868029112484232433?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8868029112484232433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/07/pot-meets-fred.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8868029112484232433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8868029112484232433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/07/pot-meets-fred.html' title='pot meets fredrick pierre stone :)'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SmsZtPrRJcI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z6--sx4weNs/s72-c/Copy+of+DSCN4389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-8619265507813288473</id><published>2009-06-29T18:29:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T23:57:01.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>270609</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seventeen years have passed by since 27.06.1992. the child that was born &lt;b&gt;is&lt;/b&gt; a girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SmsdPOAMgmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tcP8KWfa95E/s1600-h/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SmsdPOAMgmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tcP8KWfa95E/s320/002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362411928608866914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;27.06.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;salwa had the best birthday ever! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;0000 hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; salwa wished herself happy birthday :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i stayed up at least till 2 watching 2PM on youtube:D had a few wishes then by a few people. saturday school was as usual, many were absent. so no surprise there. recess was like any other recess except with a birthday song :) it was a bonus that i was off duty. i would say that it was a waste coming to school since it was free period the whole day but... naaah.i got a birthday wishes so.. HAPPY!(*insert peace) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;after school original plan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;go to auntie saidah's son's engagement/wedding, go home, go gombak, go to musical, sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;instead i went home, went to gombak to send my baju raya (and grad) since mummy said the event is starting late. ma bajus' are now in the making:D thats when it all happened. ngahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and soo in the car:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: eh tek, beli your cake la dulu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;p : hmm.okay! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*toot tat toot*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: sms sape tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;p: amal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*ring-ring* (mummys phone displays hajar aka amals umi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: ya ya hajar. ooo. ya ya. okay bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*mummys phone went ring-ring again. amals umi again*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: ya yea hajar. eh tell them the cake is on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*wondering like heh? shes getting a cake for the event too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*toot tat toot*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: sape lagi duk sms tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;p: amaal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: -.- ala bg tau la die kejap lg sampai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*salwa suspects something!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;* toot tat toot to amal: kantoi*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: secret recipe kat sini mana? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;p: dh lps -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: oo. habis tu beli cake kat wondermilk la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;p: tp kat wondermilk x de cake. cupcake sume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: laa ye ke? hmm. x pe la. wondermilk je la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(infront of wondermilk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: tunggu dlm kereta.nnt i pilihkan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;p: okayy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(comes out of wondermilk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;m: you pilih la. i x pandai. i dh bayar dah. org tu tgh tunggu.you pilih je.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*panicking* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;p: eh maa! i lagi la x reti! . . .  fine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;*thinking: alaa scary la kene pilih sendiri D:* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;opens the door looking at the counter. otw walking there turned around. saw 12 familiar people senyum kambing. kaboom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY POT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a few moments later 2 more people came:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC6600;"&gt;(okay fine maybe its not the exact convorsation but close enough)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/Smsmswr0coI/AAAAAAAAAEk/AqHCv_pbkNQ/s320/CSC_0407.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362422331739501186" /&gt;&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! it was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;seriously awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330099;"&gt;i would say/elaborate more, but i figured that no one would understand.&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:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;and plus no one even reads this soo it is easy to say malas laa.haha&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:100%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="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="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;but! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;nevertheless, you people made my day like&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;baboom!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&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:180%;color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*later that evening, was the musical. the play was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;awesome!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;:D&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/7412284311367261358-8619265507813288473?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/8619265507813288473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/270609.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8619265507813288473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/8619265507813288473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/270609.html' title='270609'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SmsdPOAMgmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/tcP8KWfa95E/s72-c/002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-1295324247617812706</id><published>2009-06-19T22:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:31:22.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bonjour?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;hey hey hey!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;can i say OMG? hee. seriously the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663333;"&gt;AFS interview on wednesday morning&lt;/span&gt; was all fun! like meeting new peeps and playing fun games:)) especially fruit basket and '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;honey, do you love me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;' :D i cant stop smiling! :) ish! loving and hating the sitch at the same time (?) i mean.. you know. no you don't. nevermind (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;i lala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;samson jr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;*may you rest in peace samson :(&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:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;mr europians, you humans totally rock! (esp mr B and mr T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;why have i not seen you before?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;i want to meet mr french fella (again) (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;soohappy!(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF99;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;too bad. i changed._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*honey, do you love me? if you do please smile.&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/7412284311367261358-1295324247617812706?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1295324247617812706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/bonjour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1295324247617812706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1295324247617812706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/bonjour.html' title='bonjour?'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-7437314748666580182</id><published>2009-06-10T20:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:14:16.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i lub you mr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;doi doi doi.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;you know what, with whats happening around me,i should feel lucky. with &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;la, &lt;em&gt;this &lt;/em&gt;la.but then again, i'm soo bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;friends and peeps: lets meet.two weeks of alone hols are boring.i'd rather see your faces everyday:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ppoi.crash crash.burn! hmm.so so. sports day: fun. softball tournament: awesome. IU Days: we'll see. mid-year: suck-ish? teachers day: hehe. supercamp? well...its different than what i thought it would be but i enjoyed the game that we played kan saidah? hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;mr TOP, mr c.jonghun, and mr PI!, sangat comel!!omgee should totally watch &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8FQI1rk6DDI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;19 trailer&lt;/a&gt;.hee :D eh? oh? yea! if you havent noticed, i totally changed kan? haha. seriously, if you put those three misters infront of me, i'll turn into them fangirls and go "&lt;em&gt;KYAA!!KYAA!!KYAA!!&lt;/em&gt;" too bad la if you dont like it but.. if you wanna blame someone, blame it on the people around me. hee. itu la akibat meluangkan masa dengan mereka kan? too bad they rock but be not rock-ish at the same time. i lub ya guys! i miss samson! his mouth/lip/ears keep changing. i wanna own something like this for ma ears.care to get me one? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/Si-rVXjOK9I/AAAAAAAAACk/9Lcm36sL2pA/s1600-h/funkyheadphones!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345679666299415506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/Si-rVXjOK9I/AAAAAAAAACk/9Lcm36sL2pA/s320/funkyheadphones!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;(loving the headphones! CL's and especially the pink orange one &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;;D *hint hint&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/Si-rVq8b4fI/AAAAAAAAACs/p1x-H9fYJk0/s1600-h/jblroxy[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345679671505445362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/Si-rVq8b4fI/AAAAAAAAACs/p1x-H9fYJk0/s320/jblroxy%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hee~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;lets enjoy what we have while we still can:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-7437314748666580182?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7437314748666580182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/doi-doi-doi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/7437314748666580182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/7437314748666580182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/doi-doi-doi.html' title='i lub you mr!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/Si-rVXjOK9I/AAAAAAAAACk/9Lcm36sL2pA/s72-c/funkyheadphones!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-417958016653285482</id><published>2009-06-10T19:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:15:09.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey hey hey hey hey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boosh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.i updated.wow.hmm.now what?hee~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kehadapan munira,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sanggup kamu meninggalkan saya keseorangan di &lt;em&gt;you know where&lt;/em&gt;.sedih saya.tetapi saya tahu kamu lebih sedih daripada saya kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;munira i soo have to crash your crib someday,sometime,somehow no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh, heres something thats reminds me of munira no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657724704401826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/Si-XYMvUKaI/AAAAAAAAACE/yHBK7hvkiVk/s320/dopey+%3D+muni.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dopey" hehe.a tattoo on snow white from &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;shrek the third&lt;/span&gt;. XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2nel(ainil)! look!look!lookie here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;your kind;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345657721478185922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/Si-XYAuIA8I/AAAAAAAAACM/JdCkR1oXzSA/s320/wooyoung+%26+nickhun+%3D+nel.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hehe.sama kan? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hey!so much for crashing peoples crib la kan?or even study.study pun like a wincy bit.ish!come on 2nel!when can i crash ur crib? hee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lets hunt for stuff that reminds you of the rempits yow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;what up homeys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so bosan.i need something &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;funky&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;new, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;interesting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;to play/fiddle with.books not counted -.-homeworks arent touched.DEI!&lt;/span&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/7412284311367261358-417958016653285482?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/417958016653285482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-hey-hey-hey-hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/417958016653285482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/417958016653285482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-hey-hey-hey-hey.html' title='hey hey hey hey hey!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/Si-XYMvUKaI/AAAAAAAAACE/yHBK7hvkiVk/s72-c/dopey+%3D+muni.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-6784982260257218627</id><published>2009-03-17T13:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:15:42.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr postman said</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;heck yeah man!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i freaking passed!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;estatic beyond words!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*will update later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so so so.i passed ma &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JLPT level 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; exam yow! 334/400&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;boleh la tu:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;imma happy and satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;kinda like showing off if you think? too bad. i wanna have ma momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now imma got the interview letter from AFS. sangat sangat bersyukur:) a chance to join an exchange program :D&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;lets go together yeah! yeah! yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;muni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;one day i shall pijak the land of the rising sun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and i shall master 7 languages! (or maybe just 5?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ganbatte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-6784982260257218627?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6784982260257218627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-postman-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6784982260257218627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6784982260257218627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/03/mr-postman-said.html' title='mr postman said'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-6541979478471254325</id><published>2009-01-30T00:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:44:14.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so much for keeping my blog active. pfft. haha! its already the end of january.omg! sangat pantas! so this is what happened in january:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I celebrated my new year in Manado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I watched Dark Knight on new year for the first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I was ontime (prefect time) to school for the first day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I sat next to Dian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am classmates with Dian, Ainil, Kari, Ateeqah, Fiofa, Syafiqah, Shaf, Han, Dan, etc etc etc (stating the ones sitting near me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Ainil jatuh longkang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I met Fatimah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I baked a cake for Fai's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I find korean performances lagi gempak than japanese performances. Outfit and special effects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Happy belated birthday to Fai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;PJK at 1300 hours.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUN! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;My sister told me that I was &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;adopted&lt;/span&gt;. I hope. No. I know shes lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Joined pusat tusyen teliti with muni and ne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Homeworks are a bundle of joy -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I joined taekwando(hai-yah!), interact, sofbal, and kelab bahasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I suck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I miss them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Salem aka minwoo(?) lost his nail.permanently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am getting lazier and slacking.a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I suck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I prefer handan than bbf cos matsujun rocks harder being the F4 leader and acting idiotic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Won Bin left FT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I learned hangul.a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I daydream too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I squish/ bug my cat when they're sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I miss music station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I watch korean shows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I want to tie my hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Fai is funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Amira is braces-less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I miss JE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Amal and I like almost the same clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am not wearing my retainers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am scared of them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Less than 9 months to SPM! O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I find engineering fascinating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dan and Farah got through for SA Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I like learning foreign languages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Dian is my reminder of things/ telling to do my hw person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I want to further my studies in Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am considering to study engineering but my physics suck. I have to work on that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I am applying for the student exchange program. again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I like add maths. in a way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I forgot where I kept my money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I sleep late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I miss curve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Scary!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I hug Frankie Linx Jag to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;We had a picnic during recess at the canteen floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I dont know what's happening in my friends lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I just dont care (why?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and many many more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;So basicly, I suck, this month. Only? No. Always. But fear not. I hope I can change for the better. Salwa. . . &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;FAITO-OH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;FIGHTING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GANBATTE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/7412284311367261358-6541979478471254325?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/6541979478471254325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6541979478471254325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/6541979478471254325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/and.html' title='and?'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-7116588370081819152</id><published>2009-01-03T18:56:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:10:14.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780544336775122" style="WIDTH: 344px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SYHx125kx9I/AAAAAAAAABk/6Vy0GoZWO9Q/s320/SANY0135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Madano seronok!! Pelik tapi bergembira ada disana! Ada 17 orang yg mengikuti. Pada mulanya, saya gak tau berapa yang mengikuti. Ada Daddy, Mama, Longi, Ngah, Me, Is, Uncle Anuar, Auntie Ross, Adibah, Mohsin, Uncle Zainal, Auntie Jun, Nisaa, Uncle Khalid, Mr Cikgu (the diver instructor slash aquaintance), Auntie Yanni and Auntie Asfa. [me speaking indonesian slang hancur! XP]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SYHzC0R3W6I/AAAAAAAAABs/0a6FWGRH-ss/s1600-h/SANY0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296781866483276706" style="WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SYHzC0R3W6I/AAAAAAAAABs/0a6FWGRH-ss/s320/SANY0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I slept at 0030 hours. I woke up 2 hours later. Got myself ready to go to the airport. Left home about 0330 hours. Reached LCCT etc etc etc with necessary processes, blah blah blah. Tada! Sampai the Sam Ratulangi Airport 1100 hours. Went out the doors and there is, sweet smell of tabaco -.- Then headed off to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cocotinos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;the place where i stayed. The place is sangat terpencil. As in, airport, road road road, corn field, kelapa , pisang, small house, kampung area, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Cocotinos!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Checked in the place. The place lawa lawa lawa! No white sandy beaches, just black sand, volcano rocks, and sea. But the place is soo comel!! Its seems that the place is full. The others people who were staying there were Susu and Jodi (a couple from Spain, I think), 2 mat salleh couples, a japanese couple, a family of chinese Americans (the parents, the two sons *coughikemencough* and the daughter). Headed to my room. I WHOAed the whole time. Since I stayed with my two sisters, we got to stay in a suite (hehe). Seriously awesome gile!! Our room had tv!(compared to my daddy's room, they didnt have one). Appparently our room was more spacious(?) than other people's some people lepaked there most of the time. Cleaned up, had the awal tahun prayers beramai-ramai and had lunch. The food was oishii!! Lepaked at the jeti near the eating place. They provided some tradisional games. I played the kite! The kite flew for like 15 seconds, then the wind stopped -.- so I ran.hahaha.run run run dah malam. Dinner! I dont remember what i ate but sedap sedap:D And they had WIFI!! Like whoa!! Canggih! Amin I brought Jr along. I love you Jr!! Amazingly, I slept at 2200 hours every night I stayed there. Obviously watched some movies and tv before I slept. So i watched Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging then sleep. Seriously, cerita tu merepek. Mmg wth. haha.ZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SYHx1mtuS8I/AAAAAAAAABU/8Etoc2aDgd0/s1600-h/SANY0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296780539992099778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SYHx1mtuS8I/AAAAAAAAABU/8Etoc2aDgd0/s320/SANY0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#333333;"&gt;cookadoodledoo! breakfast breakfast at 0700 hours. Pakai sunblock, off to the sea, laut, umi!! At first I wanted to scuba dive, but nahh. Everyone who went scuba diving were already advance people and I'll just be a newbie. So gak apa. Saya pergi sama kawan aja nanti *hint*hint hehe. So I went flipper trying or what uncle khalid would say kaki itik. Off we go!! (0800 hours) We took Sabina away to Siladen Island.poof poof poof. The engine died in the middle of the sea! noo!! We waited for the engine to revive from the dead for about an hour. Still dead. Dah la gak ada angin. It was soo 'cold' -.- Soo we terjun dalam laut. *splash! With life jacket of course. Safety first. The water sangat bitter?no. sour?no. Salty la kan. In the water, we can barely see anything. Just seawater. It was too deep of course we cant see anything. But i dont doubt that there were sharks down there. Cos there were. Not that I can see them. Small boat to the rescue! I went up feeling seasick. Weird no? I knew i had to mun so I did.haha (just once fyi then i didnt mun anymore for the rest of the time being in Manado) Still dead -.- another boat to the rescue! They just took the divers and left the dolphines on the boat. wait wait Fei Fei to the rescue! Its the family's boat (referring to the chinese american). We, the dolphines menyibuk at their boat. Thank you!:) Then we reached Siladen. Snorkle snorkling. The water was suder duper clear and we swam at the shallow place meaning, you can touch the corals if you want to but you cant. Seriously the life under the sea hebat gile the creation. Cant express it properly I mean. I saw all the life from Finding Nemo, saw sea eels, other fishys i dont know their name and they bit me when I fed then biscuit. Sangat comel they gigit! I saw the divers! Cool gile!! and their equipment, AWESOME! haha best main ngan the bubbles coming from the divers. Naik Fei Fei, then we transferred to Sabina back now that shes alive. Then went to Bunaken Island. Divers went down and only mohsin, adibah, mummy, auntie asfa and I went snorkling with two other instructors. Other dolphins were poofed. this time it was deeper, more trench-y and the floor were bertingkat-like. I saw more pretty and colourful fishys and there was the fishy with lion like face(?) No words. It was tiring cos we swam from the slightly away from shore to the middle of the sea. Boarded Sabina then it started raining. I was wet, the cold wind, plus rain, freezing! Though we still went to the other side of Bunaken. I stayed in the boat then. Scary! Too many jellyfishys! I think it was their field. Anyway, adibah got stung by the small one. One big line across her arm. It rained heavier. Seriously. Sejuk gile!! I warmed myself up by wrapping myself with wet towel (haha) while singing. Cleaned up,ate dinner with dabu-dabu,played with Jr, watched Mummy3 halfway,slept halfway.ZZZzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;wakey wakey! Today was supposed to be snorkling day again, but instead, the ladies, Ismail, Mohsin and I went for a tour around the city. We were guided by Norfi and Celli. The city was an hour away.Sangat jauh. so in the car, we listed to indonesian bands. Theres this song which is soo jiwang and funny!hahaha. We walked, we bought some stuff, and ate good food. Red Snapper bakar oishii! Then we went to this tiki shop. The walls were full of heads and tiki stuff made out of wood and coconut.Cool, freaky and scary! bla bla bla.nothing much, pulang ke hotel. Checked out their gift shop/ library (?) They had Stephanie Mayer, JK Rowling, Stephen King, magazines and many many more story books. They also had japanese story books and something. Guess its for their japanese guests. Oh they had a diving instructor named Miki. She's part japanese or something and speaks japanese.haha. Random. Swim swim.Cleaned up, ate dinner, watched sisterhood of travelling pants and slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;New Year's Eve. I spent the last day of 2008 by swimming with the fisheys! This time we went nearby.just a few km off the shore. So the water wasnt that clear. But still, FISHEYS! too bad that the sea wasnt 'tenang'. Every 10 seconds I swollowed sea water. Seriously, there the sea water is salty-er! Plus since the water was bergelora,strong,pasang, I almost got drifted by the sea.dangerous. There was a lot of dead corals. Not the alive ones. I was touching the blue starfish. It was dead. So stiff. Nothing much. Then it felt as if something bit me. Moved on, then more jellyfisheys! Scary! At first I thought it was only the small loner one. Then, swim swim, boo! 6-7 jellyfisheys infront of me. *screaming. Panicked. Swim swim,paddle paddle,swim okay safe.Got paranoid for every speck in the water. Then *scream another 5. Scary! I swam straight for the boat. Not swimming anymore in that area. Chilled on top of the roof, fell asleep and got sunburned -.- Went back for lunch. During lunch, there was this song. The lyrics were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;' You are an a**w****, your sister/brothter broke my heart, so she/he is an a**w****, I heard your wife is an a**w****, . . . .'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;And the song goes on and on and on about a**w****.seriously tak ada motif. It's a funny song when you hear it. Then the rest of the day was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;free and easy. New Year's dinner. Went down and saw the staff arranging the barbeque set for the night. Seafood bakar!! There was cumi-cumi, prawn, salad, red snapper! and babi putar. Well they bought the pork from outside. Not that I ate it. DUH! The food was awesome. After dinner, people started dancing. Imagine seeing an uncle dancing to beyonce and shakira in a coconut bra. *coughunclekhalidcough* Sick and wrong! So I ran to the pool.played with Jr, looked at the stars and chatted with Amira.haha. Seriously you can see the whole universe from there. There were like a trillion visible stars. So pretty! No need for fireworks. Got bored and watched POTC.waited waited for new year.before new year: ZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;So this morning, I woke up at 6 plus plus. Went down for breakfast at 7am. I was done by 7.30am. Went back to the room, my sisters were watching dark knight. Well duh I joined them. For the first time I watched dark knight.Sad kan? The movie ended at 9 plus plus. Still early. Bosaaann~ So main ngan Jr till 12+ + went to the city tour. Again. Nothing much. Ate nasi padang though. Not bad la. Reached cocotinos at 6+ + and it was already dark. They were watching eagle eye. Then dinner then Taken. Best the movie. It ganas but so true. haha. Packing packing for tomorow cos I'm going back to Malaysia! Seriously. Bosan gile the first day of 2009. So much for having more adventure and fun -__-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I'm done with the packing, the eating breakfast, and the movie marathon. So PULANG ke tanah air! Surprisingly most of the cocotinos guest checked out that day. Copy cat. Dah la naik the same flight. Copy cow! muahaha. On the plane, lapar gile! Dah la x makan lunch, and its a 3-4 hour flight. And the food ran out. NO!! hancur harapan ngah makan maggi.haha. Landed safely at LCCT. And went home see all the kitty's and fisheys at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;CONCLUSION:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;they eat kittys and doggys O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;they have awesome corals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;THE dabu-dabu sedap!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;they dont have beach.not clean pretty ones at least(volcano area)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I love the starry nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I slept early most of the night. by 10?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;I touched a dead star fish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#333333;"&gt;my room was awesome!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*lets move there or build a house like that.&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/7412284311367261358-7116588370081819152?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/7116588370081819152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/7116588370081819152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/7116588370081819152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2009/01/lets-go.html' title='let&apos;s go!!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SYHx125kx9I/AAAAAAAAABk/6Vy0GoZWO9Q/s72-c/SANY0135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-1299434229011065144</id><published>2008-12-27T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T00:33:33.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2008, hello 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;moshi moshi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Well its quite early to be posting this but it'll be my last time of getting to a computer in the the year 2008. Lets see.. many memorable things happened this year. Such as, . . . Tah la. I can't think of one right now. But I know these things had an effect on me somehow. HA! I know. One of them is the time the whole class were reading the Twilight saga. ALL 28. haha. Not exactly fun or whatever but it was remembered somehow. Then theres the paper game that Amira, Sofeya, Chai Wei and I had played everyday. hahaha.Best gile!!! Picking who is who. LOL. I'm gonna miss that :( Jom main next year!XD Then theres the interview for the trip to Japan thing.OMG!!! That interviewer O.O I am soo gonna apply again next year no matter what. Actually theres alot more. But I just need to sleep since I'm going in 2 hours. Whatever it is, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;thank you people for being in my life directly or indirectly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry if i hurt anyone in anyway :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lets have a funner and better year in 2009. Kanpai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hehe lets have fun in 5SB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i miss my friends!!jom kita jumpa di sekolah! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-1299434229011065144?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/1299434229011065144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-2008-hello-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1299434229011065144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/1299434229011065144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-2008-hello-2009.html' title='goodbye 2008, hello 2009!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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-7412284311367261358.post-468614997926055460</id><published>2008-12-26T01:43:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T02:37:09.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>salwa got married!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Holidays are fun! -.- I went to S'pore last week not knowing the purpose. Turns out Salwa is getting married to someone named Rahmat! hahaha. Not me. Just someone I know whose name is also Salwa. So kendurinya sangat meriah. Ada nasi minyak etc etc. The brides family semagat gile nak masak for the day. Like whoa! So the food were all homecooked. Sangat tradisional :D Sedapp. The night before, I went to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;night safari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. YEAY!! The safari animals sangat comel!!! Especially the otto. The wolf pun comel. Macam nak 'piggyback ride' je the wolf. haha. Mati la. The lights in S'pore hebat gile. Kat Orchard Road berwarna-warni. Somehow this year the theme there generally was Disney cartoons or animation. Cool. But freaky. Imagine seeing Mickey Mouse and the gang about 7 feet tall glowing. haha. Scary. The sales were not so great. I didnt spend more than $30. Betul. Plus I didnt really have the time since I only went the for 2 days. If there are some people who are expecting something from me from S'pore. Soo sorry! gomenne! maaf! I shall try to look something up in Madano :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SVPQGugR2XI/AAAAAAAAABE/tf90Ir4gbxE/s1600-h/DSC02708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283795601816934770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SVPQGugR2XI/AAAAAAAAABE/tf90Ir4gbxE/s320/DSC02708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Congratulations to the happy couple Salwa &amp;amp; Rahmat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SVPQGiivCzI/AAAAAAAAABM/pl6f-8XNHnw/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSC02618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283795598606011186" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SVPQGiivCzI/AAAAAAAAABM/pl6f-8XNHnw/s320/Copy+of+DSC02618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shazalea aka shasha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;couldnt resist. matanya sgt bulat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: O-kairi Muni and Ngah!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-468614997926055460?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/468614997926055460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2008/12/salwa-got-married.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/468614997926055460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/468614997926055460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2008/12/salwa-got-married.html' title='salwa got married!!'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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/_1jRUtLeCOSQ/SVPQGugR2XI/AAAAAAAAABE/tf90Ir4gbxE/s72-c/DSC02708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7412284311367261358.post-4921180636474460243</id><published>2008-12-25T01:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T02:24:59.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#330000;"&gt;tadaa-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I now own a blog. My first blog. Took me long enough. Semua orang dah buat lama dah and I'm just starting now. Sounds pathetic -.- Oh well. At least I now own one. Thought doing this on the 31st but I won't be here then, so i'll just do this now. Let's see how this goes:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;p/s:my name is salwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh, and since its the 25th of dec, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Natal&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#009900;"&gt;ho.ho.ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7412284311367261358-4921180636474460243?l=impotsalwa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/feeds/4921180636474460243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4921180636474460243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7412284311367261358/posts/default/4921180636474460243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impotsalwa.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello.html' title='hello.'/><author><name>hello</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06996232686119805842</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>
