<?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-15108373</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:01:17.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbreakable heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15108373.post-116948127043987154</id><published>2007-01-22T23:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T07:57:22.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here today, gone tomorrow</title><content type='html'>A few more mins and Ill say goodbye to my bdae XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad luck is what ive got for my bdae. I mean in sch and not after.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for wishing me Happy Bdae and also for those who gave something XD&lt;br /&gt;And and love you, boyfriend! You gave me the sweetest things I ever had ((: HEEHEES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116948127043987154?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116948127043987154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116948127043987154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116948127043987154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116948127043987154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2007/01/here-today-gone-tomorrow.html' title='here today, gone tomorrow'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116748609627233414</id><published>2006-12-30T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T05:41:36.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its gonna be a sunny day</title><content type='html'>Hoho finally Ive change my blogskin. And and its Mary and her lamb. Ooh too bad, its dead ): But it looks kinda cute! Yeah, even though the song does not suits. I still like it heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY, this shall constitute as a post!&lt;br /&gt;Bye XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116748609627233414?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116748609627233414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116748609627233414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116748609627233414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116748609627233414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-gonna-be-sunny-day.html' title='its gonna be a sunny day'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116712883719169358</id><published>2006-12-26T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T02:28:57.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause everyone is in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true (:&lt;br /&gt;Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;I miss everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Esp &lt;strong&gt;Hakim&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;BELO &lt;/strong&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, HOHOHO! MERRY CHRISTMAS! Actl, it's yesterday. Hope it's not too late.&lt;br /&gt;I need money! I need money! I need money!&lt;br /&gt;Or else there's really a no need for me going out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Unless someone treat me! Heheh.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, don't even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more days and it's 2007!&lt;br /&gt;Such joy, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116712883719169358?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116712883719169358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116712883719169358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116712883719169358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116712883719169358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/12/cause-everyone-is-in-love.html' title='cause everyone is in love'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116695544847469776</id><published>2006-12-24T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T02:08:09.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll enjoy every moment</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I went out with Wajihah. Seriously, I have to admit that sometimes I miss being with her. Not that I'm lesbian or whatsoever. Haha. But when I look at her silly photos, it really make me smile or even laugh. As for this year, she's one of my closest friend. And next year, I'll be hoping that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like yesterday, we had fun shopping at causeway. We shop and shop and shop till we drop. Then, there's a scarf. We thought of buying it. But we don't know who to wear it and finally we gave up on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the shop beside it. And decided to buy clothes. While we were choosing which one to buy, I took one off Wajihah's hand and accidentally threw it away. And it landed on somebody. Hahah. It was an accident actl. The person was kinda pissed off. And and I did say I'm sorry =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying, our legs were damn tired and so we went to KFC. Bought two drinks and couldn't finish them. Then Wajihah put them in one bottle and carried it everywhere until her hands were numb. Haha. Really sorry. But it's nice to hold it. It's coldddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of buying a dark green top and was alr queuing up. I was thinking that dark pink would be better but they don't have the size that I want. But there's light pink. So, I asked Wajihah to take it. By the time she came, the cashier was alr waiting for me. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to BPP. Still bought some things there. Went library and borrowed books. It's really nice to read books. I likeeee.. Hahah. Our mums called and we quickly rush home. Anyway, I really love shopping with Wajihah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, I think I'll end here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The birds are calling me. Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I mean birds are also my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When they chirp,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that means they neeeedddd meeee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hahaha. K lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116695544847469776?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116695544847469776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116695544847469776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116695544847469776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116695544847469776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/12/ill-enjoy-every-moment.html' title='i&apos;ll enjoy every moment'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116581372981159392</id><published>2006-12-11T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:38:50.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a goodie bag; not in much use</title><content type='html'>It's the same thing. I've never get used to the word "home". Not even for a min. I have to go out! No matter how far or near it is! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ytd, I went orchard with my mum, little bro and of course, my cousin. Never thought that it was my lucky day until someone gave me a pamphlet. I saw people holding the same paper, lining up. I told my cousin to queue up for me. When she walk towards me, I saw a goodie bag. And it was the lime's goodie bag! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, when I looked in it, those were promotions for adults. And I gave them to my mum :( Hahah. Strange. I should never be too happy when I got it at first. But I love the plastic bag! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i love mee goreng too! yumyum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116581372981159392?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116581372981159392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116581372981159392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116581372981159392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116581372981159392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-goodie-bag-not-in-much-use.html' title='just a goodie bag; not in much use'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116557052985629293</id><published>2006-12-08T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:43:22.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all good things come to an end</title><content type='html'>Riiiggghhhhttttt. Even though I'm sitting in front of this rectangular computer, the feeling of boredness is still in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, it's better that i could sit in front of this comp than playing puzzle all day on my handphone. Trying to beat my own highscore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actl, that is precisely what I've been doing a couple of days ago. Ohk, I'm rather peeved. I wanna go out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo, but I know i can't!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116557052985629293?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116557052985629293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116557052985629293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116557052985629293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116557052985629293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='all good things come to an end'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116503970327092797</id><published>2006-12-02T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:19:57.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>will there be a next time?</title><content type='html'>Last thursday FMU, as usual, we were asked to do ALLLOOOOTTTT of stuffs and such! ALOTTTTT! Hahah. Then, we went bp. Me and Nadiah ran all over bp just to go to the toilet, buy sweet talk and sushi. Hahah. The rest sat outside Starbucks playing cards. When we reached there, the rest were told not to play there. So, we played at Wajihah's house. Also, watched House Of Wax. Kinda disgusting! Ewww! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just came back home from CCK swimming complex with nasyita and her siblings. Her small brother was there for practice while me, Nasyita and her sis had fun with the water. It's been a while since I swim. It's really fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Nas. I hit you on the mouth and somewhere! Hahaha. It's not that i don't know how to swim. It's just that I swam in the wrong direction! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After swimming, we went to Limbang Mcdonald. Then, I went home. Nasyita and her siblings went to her cousin's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm going swimming again tmr!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You carry truth, you make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;If it were you and me tonight,&lt;br /&gt;I would tame the stars and save the brightest one for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116503970327092797?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116503970327092797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116503970327092797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116503970327092797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116503970327092797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/12/will-there-be-next-time.html' title='will there be a next time?'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116478687437955802</id><published>2006-11-29T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T00:31:40.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:55%;"&gt;Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you&lt;br /&gt;It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come home soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun. Me, Nasyita, Nadiah, Fizzo and Adhika went to Wajihah's open house. We didn't really expect Adhika to come but he did. Reached there, we ate nasi smth.. I don't know how to spell it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our stomach was full&lt;span style="font-size:55%;"&gt;[not really for me]&lt;/span&gt;, we sat outside her house. Actl, we wanted to go town. Nas wanted to look at the lights there. But then, one can't go, everyone's not going. &lt;span style="font-size:55%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Unlike me.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. Booo, maybe I'm bad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went bp. The first stop was Sweet Talk. I treated Wajihah and Nadiah. Well, it's only once in a lifetime! Hehes. Nasyita wanted Starbucks. Always Starbucks! I can't afford to buy her that. Sorry! Before that, we went Mcdonalds. Nadiah wants to buy fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not fries that she wants, it's the salt that she wants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accompanied Nas to buy Starbucks. As for the rest, they waited outside. While waiting, Nadiah saw Hafiz and she was jumping like a mad woman. Hahaha. It's really lucky that she went to Wajihah's open house : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slacked under Wajihah's blk for a while. There's some things that we must do if we went up there. Heehee. After 30 mins, we went uP. Watched movie, played cheat! At first, I didn't know how to play. As the game goes on and on, I knew how it was played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Nasyita's mum called, she had to go home. I too went home with her. Took taxi. I paid $2 and she paid the rest. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, I was bored. Can't sleep but I forced myself to.&lt;br /&gt;Till here then. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116478687437955802?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116478687437955802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116478687437955802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116478687437955802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116478687437955802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/11/beautiful-disaster.html' title='beautiful disaster'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116358600187215945</id><published>2006-11-15T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:21:39.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hope there's no harm in it</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I killed a crab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I killed a crab!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I killed a crab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I killed a crab!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:210;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I killed a crab!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- not hoping for trepidation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116358600187215945?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116358600187215945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116358600187215945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116358600187215945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116358600187215945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/11/hope-theres-no-harm-in-it.html' title='hope there&apos;s no harm in it'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116350275902630526</id><published>2006-11-14T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:22:19.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends in need are friends indeed</title><content type='html'>Everything is going on smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;It's good to be true (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gomennasai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- not hoping for trepidation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116350275902630526?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116350275902630526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116350275902630526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116350275902630526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116350275902630526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/11/friends-in-need-are-friends-indeed.html' title='friends in need are friends indeed'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116349105066701400</id><published>2006-11-14T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:00:33.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's be strangers if there's no apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:50%;"&gt;hoping for the right moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's November, and and we are behaving like strangers. We've been through this since sec 1. Or maybe not. Ohk, maybe I am a stranger to one. Just because one can't go, he/she are treated like strangers. Yeah strangers, it's the right word (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be great if I'm not with them. See, they went there - all said that it was fun. So, I'm guessing&lt;br /&gt;that it's better off without me. Right? Okay, maybe it's wrong. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sooner or later, this has to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:50%;"&gt;{edit} If I say I hate this world, it isn't going to be a lie. It's definitely true. Or rather, just make me blind, or even deaf. Wouldn't it be better? Or just cast be into a dark corner, leave me alone. But the best would be you should have never let my eyes open to this world all along. {/edit}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- not hoping for trepidation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116349105066701400?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116349105066701400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116349105066701400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116349105066701400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116349105066701400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/11/lets-be-strangers-if-theres-no-apology.html' title='let&apos;s be strangers if there&apos;s no apology'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116316602111525719</id><published>2006-11-10T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:36:36.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no use being friends</title><content type='html'>I wanted my music to express my feelings, but in the end I just get distracted and lost in the tunes. And so I turned off the noise and let the silence of this still night air charge me guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word HURT. It used to appear almost everyday in me. Or something connected to that emotion, tension. Unhappy, dissatisfied, searching for something more, but I always cherished and loved them unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I should have just let go of the incidents. But yet, the experience has moulded itself into a blanket where insults, words that hurt and actions that impose can be shot at and yet I can still stand strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing I seriously detest, is when people think they know everything. They try to analyze, sub analyze and over analyze. Then they judge. They think - oh that's how it is. I know, but its not as serious as that. He/She's overreacting. You give your own examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not upset. OKAY. Like I said, if you read this whole thing and think I'm upset and deluded, you don't know me. There's no comments on this post because I don't want people to judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116316602111525719?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116316602111525719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116316602111525719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116316602111525719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116316602111525719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/11/no-use-being-friends.html' title='no use being friends'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116290664852273339</id><published>2006-11-07T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:30:53.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>too good to be true</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok, i've been forced to do things for my bro. Annoying brother!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, those who watched Princess Hours, you shld knw this ; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;kimduk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kim bab&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dukbokee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mondoo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;manduk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha. I love the show! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;some random stuffs to end this post. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin colour: brown&lt;br /&gt;Hair colour: black. a bit of brown. xD&lt;br /&gt;Eye colour: black/dark brown?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes colour: black (:&lt;br /&gt;Wardrobe colour: wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ random questions ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18 and find line four&lt;br /&gt;the nearest book to me is my sis tuition book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. stretch your left arm out as far as you can&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;er.. the peak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. without looking, guess what time it is&lt;br /&gt;8.50 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;9.05 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. what can you hear with exception of the computer?&lt;br /&gt;erm.. someone talking outside this room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. when did you last step outside? what were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;before i came home, buying burger! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. what did you look at before you started this survey?&lt;br /&gt;sarah's pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;shirt+shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When did you last laugh?&lt;br /&gt;can't rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.what is on the walls of the room you are in&lt;br /&gt;erm lights. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. what do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;bore-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. what is the last film you saw?&lt;br /&gt;can't rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. becoming a multi-millionaire overnight,what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;everything XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. tell me something about you that i don't know&lt;br /&gt;i'm eating chocolate right now. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. what is one thing you would change about the world?&lt;br /&gt;lower the price for everything (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;nahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. George W Bush...&lt;br /&gt;no comments. i hope he comes to singapore for me to __________ him. haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. If your first child is a girl,what do you call her?&lt;br /&gt;haha. not gonna ans this qns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. if your first child is a boy,what do you call him?&lt;br /&gt;same as above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. have you ever considered living abroad?&lt;br /&gt;yahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. what do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe I'll get&lt;/strong&gt; to see aliens one day. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love &lt;/strong&gt;Hakim, -ELO and all my friends (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't understand why girls&lt;/strong&gt; like guys who are dark. Is it? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People say&lt;/strong&gt; singapore is a small country. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is&lt;/strong&gt; more than just infatuation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I like someone&lt;/strong&gt; i am willing to do anything for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somewhere&lt;/strong&gt; someone is sleeping. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will always&lt;/strong&gt; remember 1E 'o6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever is&lt;/strong&gt; something that won't occur in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never&lt;/strong&gt; want to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think the current US President&lt;/strong&gt; is MIA nowadays. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My past&lt;/strong&gt; is history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My greatest fear&lt;/strong&gt; is standing in front of stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I get annoyed&lt;/strong&gt; when talk when they are not supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My dog&lt;/strong&gt; is named dead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt; is wednesday.&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/15108373-116290664852273339?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116290664852273339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116290664852273339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116290664852273339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116290664852273339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/11/too-good-to-be-true.html' title='too good to be true'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116239233971485447</id><published>2006-11-01T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:25:10.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>honestly, that came out from my mind</title><content type='html'>Please don't mind what I'm trying to say cause I'm being honest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116239233971485447?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116239233971485447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116239233971485447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116239233971485447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116239233971485447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/11/honestly-that-came-out-from-my-mind.html' title='honestly, that came out from my mind'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116073014273860569</id><published>2006-10-13T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:45:42.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm better off without you</title><content type='html'>I'm bored and I'm always bored and I'm really bored and I'm seriously bored. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's out. Except for me and my sis, who just reached home from school. And now she's sleeping soundly. And I'm always, really,and seriously bored again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something's wrong with this computer. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cursor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is killing me. I can't press the right click. The &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;internet &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is killing me. It closes its windows by itself. But this time I'm lucky. The internet is in a good health. Hahaha. But the rest isn't. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;window media player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is killing me. It's as if a robot is controlling the songs. The &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;messenger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is killing me. Lost it connection just like that. The &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thingy is killing me. I can't play the damn game! Hahaha. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;morpheus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is killing me. I can't download songs! Everything is killing me! What is wrong with this computer? But I ain't gonna let them kill me. Hahaha. Ok I'm so lame XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This monday, I'll be getting back my exam papers. Just don't let me cry when i got them. If I do, I'll kill myself. No not me. But my mom. She's gonna whip my butt! Haha. Papers like English, Malay and Science. I really hope i passssss.. Haha. I can't say that much laaah. What if what i just said really happen? No No. Touch wood! Touch wood. Hahaha. Nevermind. Just let me wait. Let the time pass slow. And when i say slow, it's really slow. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh. My father's buying me a new phone. YAY! But i don't really like the phone he showed me. It looks like one of my friend's one. He showed me another phone. It's also the same as my friend's one. I'm like so 'cerewet'. Haha. I don't want a same phone like them. No akin phone pls. Hahaha. I'm gonna look through every phone again and make sure i decide on the one that i really like and love. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll update till here. I wanna seeeee those phones again! Hahaha. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116073014273860569?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116073014273860569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116073014273860569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116073014273860569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116073014273860569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-better-off-without-you.html' title='i&apos;m better off without you'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115840233825746664</id><published>2006-10-12T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T21:40:39.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>being happy is the best feelings</title><content type='html'>i feel happy when i stare at Wajihah's picture.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see Hakim's smile.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see the number 5.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i hear Fray's songs.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i think of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i drink milo.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see the name Farah.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i eat my mum's cooking.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i save a life.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i stare at hakim's pic.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i play maple.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i was hugged by someone.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i look at my computer cursor.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i hear someone calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am out.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i get things.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i go to school.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i get mail.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i read lines.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i feel the rain pelting down on me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i walk in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i can write my english compo effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am stoning.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am slacking.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i can do anything i want.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see them. (it's impossible now.)&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i smile.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i laugh.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i smell strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am typing.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i run.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i cry.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i hear the bell rings.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am talking.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i eat chocolates and candies.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i drink tea with salt.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am on msn chatting with friends.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i think of the time at town.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i think Hakim.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am taking neos.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i get to buy plasters.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i get ppl's concern.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i go shopping.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i go swimming.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see the swell of my ankle goes down.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see friends smiling at me.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see my bro's hp.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i can wear shorts/pants.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i can wear t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see the rain.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i am staying up late.&lt;br /&gt;i feel happy when i see the sky in the colour of dark gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many things to make me feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they are all simple and small things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but why am i feeling sad and empty all over again?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115840233825746664?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115840233825746664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115840233825746664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115840233825746664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115840233825746664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/10/being-happy-is-best-feelings.html' title='being happy is the best feelings'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-116045653222158580</id><published>2006-10-09T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:49:44.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it could have been a better day</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One to go and it's all done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd did lit. It was horribly done. Killer lit! Anyway, I failed all my lit test except for one. So, I don't care. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lit, went to TWPS for the photography thingy with Nasyita and Nadiah. Waited 30 mins for Mr Rudy. I like his car. Haha. He sent us until the bustop near my house. WEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my house, change my shirt and off to Nasyita's. She did the same too and off to Nadiah's house. Then met Wajihah and Fizzo. All of us were suppose to do ART but Nasyita wanted to watch HEART? Whatever. Hahaha. Wajihah and Nadiah also watched it. At the end of the show, all of them cried! I was laughing with Fizzo behind them. No. Actl, I was doing my ART, not concentrating on the show when i saw all the three of them crying under the table. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wajihah brought her Stay Alive DVD. And all of the watched it. At first, I wasn't watching, still doing my art. After all the screams by Nadiah and Wajihah, I feel like watching it. Hahaha. Actl, it was the sound effect that make all us shocked. Nasyita watched halfway and she need to go home. Fizzo, Nadiah and Wajihah were sitting on the sofa. And so, I joined them. Haha. I covered myself with pillow. The rest shared one bolster and cover themselves. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wajihah was beside me. I think I'm deaf ONLY for awhile until she shouted again! wow. STRIKE THREE! Hahaha. The show finished at 5 plus. I was forced to go inside the toilet with Wajihah. I don't think you need to know what happen in there. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home. We took the lift. The door was like wanting to open but don't want. Haha. We thought it was Fizzo who did it but it wasn't. So Wajihah was screaming again. And she's beside me again! Idiot her. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under Nadiah's blk, yayness was all over me! Hahaha. I saw YOU! HIM! HAKIM! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I gtg! BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-116045653222158580?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/116045653222158580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=116045653222158580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116045653222158580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/116045653222158580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-could-have-been-better-day.html' title='it could have been a better day'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115838778799903749</id><published>2006-09-16T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:51:00.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is everything complicated?</title><content type='html'>Should i change? Or should i not change? Not change as in attitude/appearance/characteristic or whatever it is. Haha. But what I meant was changing my url. And is it intricate or intricacy? Basically, both have the same meaning which is complexity/complicated. Intricate is complicate. Intricacy is complicate. Intricacy comes from the word intricate and intricate comes for the word.. Er.. No such things! Now what? I'm so NOT a donkey! Hahaha. To make it easier i better not change. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test will be up next week. Execpt for geo, did it last week. Was actually a surprise test. And and i'm so lucky to have all of it mcqs! Hahaha. I'm lucky! I'm lucky! I mean not only me, but every sec 2 express and n.a. right? Yeahhh right.. Haha. But actually, I hate mcqs. Usually, I failed my mcqs but not structured. Weird isn't it? Haha. Other test will be tested next week. And oh yah.. Between geo and hist, which is the easiEST? Or even worst, LIT? Haha. Ppg and professor said they'll be taking geo cuase it's much-much-much-better-easiest than history. And and I asked Ika, she said history. Well, for me.. Neither is the easiEST. In fact, i'll choose math! haha. This was always one of my dumbest common problem! I don't understand anything, anyone, something, someone and even everything! hahaha. actl what i'm trying to say here is about subjects not ppl. Got me? If you don't, then forget it! Hahaha. Seriously I don't understand geo! I don't understand history a bit! HAHA. I spent most of the time trudging through those books and i still don't understand a thing. I think need someone to enlighten me. And and ika just did it. Haha. As for math, it's not even in the option list. Haha. Okok. Maybe I shouldn't think of this. Or maybe i should? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, I'm still the same retarded person. Just like what Eric told me a day ago while i was talking to one of my teacher with my hands moving.. Hahaha. And words that were coming out of my mouth just got softer and softer and softer.. If you were there, looking at me. I'll assure that you'll laugh till you fall. Hahah. I really DO look retarded! Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's next? Oh yah. After test, eoy exams. I'm dead! Haha. Seriously, I've studied nth except for my science and math. And that isn't enough yet. Am i getting better in any subjects? I bet that's a NO! Nevermind. I think I need a time management just like what Ms Chong told Nas. But actl, I've done that. Or maybe should I create a new one? Or should I just stick to the old one? Either way isn't healthy. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a better environment in class. I've exchange seats with Kaiwen. And it's better than the usual one where I got distracted by my grpmates, which is really fun but annoying! Hahaha. Now, I'm sitting in the middle of the class. I've got a clearer view of the whiteboard. In fact, the whiteboard isn't that white. Maybe it's greyish-whiteboard. After all, I can't and I won't do anything to it. Hahaha. I'm always lazy to do things when it comes to classroom cleanliness. Not only me.. But also the rest of my classmates. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what's on my mind? Aeroplanes.. I wonder why am I thinking about aeroplanes. Weird as I am. Hahaha. No. Actl, it's paper planes. I thought of making paper planes. It's really getting weird. Hahaha. And so, I thought of making paper planes and defenestrate it. Do you think it's entertaining to defenestrate paper planes? HAHA. Will do that when I'm really bored. But not now. I gtg! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115838778799903749?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115838778799903749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115838778799903749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115838778799903749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115838778799903749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/09/is-everything-complicated.html' title='is everything complicated?'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115720423953838555</id><published>2006-09-03T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T18:29:06.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone have a bad side</title><content type='html'>holiday! holiday! holiday..&lt;br /&gt;are kinda suck big time!&lt;br /&gt;cause it makes me bored to death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one's at home now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to do something..&lt;br /&gt;so i thought of updating this dead blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, during fmu, we had a party! just a meagre party to commemorate the last day of the term of our cca. with pizzas! snacks! water! and many more.. we had our party at 2 or 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that nadiah was supposed to go some workshop thingy.. and she asked me to accompany her. and so i did. it was some thing about photoshop. after the workshop ended, we quickly rushed to the fmu room, just in case we missed the first half of the party.. we're lucky. there's not a single bite. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a fantastic party. we were screaming and shouting at the top of our voices as if we just saw a huge ghost! threw everything ard us, even ice. from the blue studio to the parade square. and also played ball! that was when some were very hectic with cleaning up the mess. gee, we did all that only when the teachers were not ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the party, all of us had a great nosh-up at the blue studio. and and thanks to the mess we created, we had to clean it up too. but unfortunately, the hardworking ones unlike me were creating more mess to the room. those who were cleaning were very frustrated with us, especially nadiah. she was the one who shouted here and there a million of times! haha. in the end, most of us pitied her and helped her :) after all, we shld thanked our fmu teacher, Mr Mohammad for this party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last thursday was teacher's day.. and and the concert really sucks. i love the beginning of the concert. we were suppose to dance here and there. that's the only part i like. after that, i lie down and sleep! that's what i do! and and, i found out that nadiah was taking pictures of me sleeping XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i got nothing to give to any of my teachers except for saying 'HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!' give me a break. how i wish i could use my brain and just wrote those three letters on my palm and show it to every single teacher i met. it'll be easier for me XD haha. just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;very atrocious indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch, went to my old sch [not that the sch is old]. with a bunch of ex-kranjians. most of them came from different schs. and and, the first thing they did when they saw me was, hug me.. as if there's words written in blocks on my face which says '&lt;strong&gt;HUG ME! HUG ME!&lt;/strong&gt;' it really cause total mayhem to the surrounding. their faces were grining from one end to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and, i realised smth, last time, i used to be the short ones ard.. and now, im like the tall ones.. heehee. it seems really awkward. and that's only for the girls. as for the guys, i seriously have nth to say =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went there just to meet friends not teachers. most of my teachers were retired except for my PE teacher! he's still alive! he's healthy and still a vivacious-looking person! saw him at last XD heehee. went home at 2 plus i think. i was fatigued by then. and and suddenly, i ter-slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. my hands are tired of typing.&lt;br /&gt;end it here. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115720423953838555?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115720423953838555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115720423953838555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115720423953838555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115720423953838555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/09/everyone-have-bad-side.html' title='everyone have a bad side'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115565289207312317</id><published>2006-08-15T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:52:00.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time is healer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/strawberry%20cheesecake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/strawberry%20cheesecake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a quick update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala..&lt;br /&gt;there it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt wk, test!&lt;br /&gt;goodluck to me XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i like the pic above! hehs.&lt;br /&gt;firstly, it's a cheesecake..&lt;br /&gt;with STRAWBERRY!&lt;br /&gt;i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaye, gtg!&lt;br /&gt;bye! lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115565289207312317?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115565289207312317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115565289207312317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115565289207312317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115565289207312317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/08/time-is-healer.html' title='time is healer'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115416143670046126</id><published>2006-08-06T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:54:37.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why can't i be like the others</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/wajihah,%20i%20hate%20u!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/wajihah%2C%20i%20hate%20u%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;an image to show that i really hate wajihah!&lt;br /&gt;nice uh? haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally blogging after 320121450582465 days.&lt;br /&gt;so, cheers to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ppl.. let's cry together.&lt;br /&gt;friends, mates, peers.. even teachers..&lt;br /&gt;tears keep rolling down, one after another cheek.&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is, let yourself cry..&lt;br /&gt;cause crying giving yourself a permission to express your feelings.. isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;august is here already.&lt;br /&gt;oh that's great..&lt;br /&gt;which means, singapore's turning 41..&lt;br /&gt;and and most ppl are born in august also..&lt;br /&gt;which also means ppl are commemorating their birthday in school instead of home!&lt;br /&gt;am i right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;what a lovely month..&lt;br /&gt;4 days ago, was eric's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;and and his mother bought a cake for him as well as me and us and we and the class!&lt;br /&gt;the cake was delicious! i love it! haha.&lt;br /&gt;birthday doesn't seems endearing as before.. right?&lt;br /&gt;or does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class was kinda celebrating the august baby's birthday at steamboat on friday..&lt;br /&gt;and and..&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i can't go..&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just wish my classmate's august babies a Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sort of suffocating my mind.&lt;br /&gt;so many things i wanted to say,&lt;br /&gt;but my thoughts aren't slowing down enough to be captured down the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, sometimes i feel like i'm being overly sensitive?&lt;br /&gt;so i tell myself "err.. stop that.. you're thinking to much.."&lt;br /&gt;then then, i'll feel that i'm insensitive and oblivious/ignorant to my surroundings..&lt;br /&gt;either way, it isn't very healthy.. is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, i'm talking to myself quite often like just now.. isn't too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine.. i'm being such a dumbo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115416143670046126?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115416143670046126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115416143670046126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115416143670046126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115416143670046126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/08/why-cant-i-be-like-others.html' title='why can&apos;t i be like the others'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115416305313588512</id><published>2006-07-31T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T03:25:40.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>operator and caller</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Got this from an email, its soo hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Caller: Hello, can I speak to Annie Wan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Operator: Yes, you can speak to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Caller: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I want to speak to Annie Wan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Operator: You are talking to someone! Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Caller: I'm Sam Wan. And I need to talk to Annie Wan! It's urgent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Operator: I know you are someone and you want to talk to anyone! But&lt;br /&gt;what's this urgent matter about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Caller: Well... just tell my sister Annie Wan that our brother Noe Wan&lt;br /&gt;was involved in an accident. Noe Wan got injured and now Noe Wan is&lt;br /&gt;being sent to the hospital. Right now, Avery Wan is on his way to the&lt;br /&gt;hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Operator: Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the&lt;br /&gt;hospital, then the accident isn't an urgent matter! You may find this&lt;br /&gt;hilarious but I don't have time for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Caller: You are so rude! Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Operator: I'm Saw Lee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Caller: Yes! You should be sorry. Now give me your name!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this. it's the first half i guess.&lt;br /&gt;the other half, i don't know. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;k bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115416305313588512?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115416305313588512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115416305313588512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115416305313588512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115416305313588512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/07/operator-and-caller.html' title='operator and caller'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115261849737841519</id><published>2006-07-14T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:57:46.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't even think about it</title><content type='html'>20 people you can think of right now at the top of your head. Don't read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 20 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. naqiah&lt;br /&gt;2. eric&lt;br /&gt;3. fauzy&lt;br /&gt;4. nasyita&lt;br /&gt;5. jia jia&lt;br /&gt;6. lya&lt;br /&gt;7. favian&lt;br /&gt;8. terrence&lt;br /&gt;9. nadiah&lt;br /&gt;10. kaiwen&lt;br /&gt;11. wajihah&lt;br /&gt;12. shakira&lt;br /&gt;13. fahrain&lt;br /&gt;14. fizzo&lt;br /&gt;15. ida&lt;br /&gt;16. shafika&lt;br /&gt;17. jaliza&lt;br /&gt;18. azli&lt;br /&gt;19. hakim&lt;br /&gt;20. faizzin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I meet 14? [ fizzo ]&lt;br /&gt;erm.. nadiah know him first. so she intro him to me =)&lt;br /&gt;btw.. his our classmate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I do if I never met 1? [ naqiah ]&lt;br /&gt;then, i don't know her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated? [ faizzin &amp; nadiah ]&lt;br /&gt;LOL ! that won't happen !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever like 19? [ hakim ]&lt;br /&gt;i sure do ! i'm loving him till now ! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 6 and 17 make a good couple? [ lya &amp;amp; jaliza ]&lt;br /&gt;no ! both are girls ! how could they ?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 18 confesses that he/she likes you? [ azli ]&lt;br /&gt;haha ! i would laugh ! cannot be lahh.. siao ar ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 15 speak? [ ida ]&lt;br /&gt;malay and english lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with? [ nadiah ]&lt;br /&gt;with the ppg&amp;amp;professor! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16 now? [ shafika ]&lt;br /&gt;same as me.. 14 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time I spoke to 13? [ fahrain ]&lt;br /&gt;erm.. last year.. lala ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 2's band favourite band/singer? [ eric ]&lt;br /&gt;taufik batisah !! hahaha !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 4? [ nasyita ]&lt;br /&gt;of course ! of course ! she's my gf ~!! hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 7? [ favian ]&lt;br /&gt;nooooo !! never !! hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 10's last name? [ kaiwen ]&lt;br /&gt;erm.. i don't know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be in a serious relationship with 11? [ wajihah ]&lt;br /&gt;i would !!! hahaha.. she's mine since sec 1 !! HAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What school does 3 go to? [ fauzy ]&lt;br /&gt;west spring.. just like me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 6 live? [ lya ]&lt;br /&gt;senja.. bkt panjang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 3. [ fauzy ]&lt;br /&gt;haha ! fauzie laili !&lt;br /&gt;quiet but dangerous ! LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I think 8 is attractive? [ terrence ]&lt;br /&gt;not really but cute ! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I know any of 12's family? [ shakira ]&lt;br /&gt;no !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the favourite thing about 5? [ jia jia ]&lt;br /&gt;she's creative, sweet, pretty, cute !&lt;br /&gt;everything thats nice ! heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen 1 naked? [ naqiah ]&lt;br /&gt;NO ! =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115261849737841519?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115261849737841519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115261849737841519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115261849737841519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115261849737841519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/07/dont-even-think-about-it.html' title='don&apos;t even think about it'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115243488383335910</id><published>2006-07-09T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:02:29.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will never be the same</title><content type='html'>should i delete this blog?&lt;br /&gt;i'm not using this blog as frequently as last time.&lt;br /&gt;this blog is 'reaching-to-be' DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;or shld i say likely-to-be dead?&lt;br /&gt;get it?&lt;br /&gt;if you don't then nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i change my blogskin again.&lt;br /&gt;that old one is alr rotten x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one ghastly week of sch&lt;br /&gt;and i'm like this..&lt;br /&gt;my mind hadn't been washed up since the sch hols..&lt;br /&gt;and yet, i'm still thinking this as a joke.&lt;br /&gt;math is getting harder..&lt;br /&gt;science, i'm learning bio again.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really loving it!&lt;br /&gt;what dirty mind i've got xD&lt;br /&gt;not yet lah.. the chapter's not up yet lahh..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;hope my malay is getting better and better =)&lt;br /&gt;i'll be hoping every now and then..&lt;br /&gt;geo, it's going down the drain again..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; history is like 'aiyah.. whatever lah..'&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah..&lt;br /&gt;i just hate 'revelations'!&lt;br /&gt;the way people treat others..&lt;br /&gt;they don't even appreciate those help we've done for them.&lt;br /&gt;the way people change drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;it's quite scary.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no, it quite terrifying actl.&lt;br /&gt;they are transforming into a weird kind if people..&lt;br /&gt;it's not that i haven't seen people change..&lt;br /&gt;just that i choose to be a dumb person.&lt;br /&gt;- sigh -&lt;br /&gt;undeniably, i did change too..&lt;br /&gt;into a more dumber kind ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i just want to get out of here..&lt;br /&gt;and whisked off to my &lt;em&gt;la-la&lt;/em&gt; land where everything goes my way!&lt;br /&gt;much better and easier to live..&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll be tempted to escape.&lt;br /&gt;the grass on the other side seems to be a whole lot greener, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if this is what you've chosen, just stick with it..&lt;br /&gt;don't go ard blaming others..&lt;br /&gt;hang on..&lt;br /&gt;luck, love and life are on your side.&lt;br /&gt;and the grass thing,&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's just an illusion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee, this is my-one-self conversation i guess..&lt;br /&gt;don't get so into in that much..&lt;br /&gt;it's just to incite my brain.. &lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame anyway,&lt;br /&gt;k bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115243488383335910?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115243488383335910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115243488383335910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115243488383335910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115243488383335910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-will-never-be-same.html' title='i will never be the same'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115139934561563781</id><published>2006-06-27T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:04:47.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>look on the bright side</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THANKS NADIAH FOR THE BLOGSKIN !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115139934561563781?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115139934561563781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115139934561563781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115139934561563781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115139934561563781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/06/look-on-bright-side.html' title='look on the bright side'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115112793493037515</id><published>2006-06-24T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:05:44.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>freak me out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm freaking out !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAN SOMEBODY FIND ME A NICE SKIN ???&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/15108373-115112793493037515?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115112793493037515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115112793493037515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115112793493037515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115112793493037515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/06/freak-me-out.html' title='freak me out'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115019324898626488</id><published>2006-06-13T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:06:34.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bright colours brighten our days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i'm bored ! bored ! bored !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;really bored ! thanks to my brother .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;he took away my joy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;like how ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;he burst most of the balloons that i blew !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hahahah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm left with only this ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/Image(02).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/Image%2802%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/Image(03).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/Image%2803%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;balloons from my cousin party house xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i still got more of this =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok . nice color uh ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yerp !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so nice !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whee ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE BALLOONS !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;VE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;CO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;LO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;UR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;S !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE HIM !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE HER !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;k lame .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice playing with colours anyway !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;well , guess that show's how bored i am :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;gtg ! byes !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115019324898626488?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/115019324898626488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=115019324898626488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115019324898626488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/115019324898626488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/06/bright-colours-brighten-our-days.html' title='bright colours brighten our days'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-115003107733754673</id><published>2006-06-11T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T07:07:38.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when there was me and you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My feelings are all confused with the truth&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with used-to-be&lt;br /&gt;Miracles could always happen (:&lt;br /&gt;I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you,&lt;br /&gt;I could be so blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you,&lt;br /&gt;Wishes always come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you,&lt;br /&gt;No words could describe how much I love You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL I WANT IS TO SEE YOU AGAIN ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you.&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/15108373-115003107733754673?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15108373.post-115000501130152483</id><published>2006-06-11T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:07:50.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not everything is natural</title><content type='html'>ytd was nadiah's b'dae xD&lt;br /&gt;well, didn't get to celebrate with her ytd.&lt;br /&gt;i was away,&lt;br /&gt;with my cousin birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. so Happy Birthday to both my cousin, turning 21, and friend, turning 14 :)&lt;br /&gt;not to forget shafika too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm .. that's all :)&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day peeps !&lt;br /&gt;bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-115000501130152483?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15108373.post-114967744222091182</id><published>2006-06-07T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:09:19.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's many thing to discover; no one knows it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh great ~ ! i'm stuck at home with my mum . can't go anywhere . my brother , went for his camp ! then , the rest , went swimming !! not fair .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway , i'm loving this !! i'm really loving this !! nadiah recommend this to me .. and i'm gonna recommend this to all those who have been reading my blog and do not know abt this xD it's a msn messenger plus !! download it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were chatting, suddenly, she came out with this plus thingy . and we began downloading lots and lots and lots of sound !! we've been enjoying ourselves for the past 2 hrs !&lt;br /&gt;download this ppl !! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok . i wanna play with the plus plus thing again XD&lt;br /&gt;till here xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114967744222091182?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114967744222091182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114967744222091182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114967744222091182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114967744222091182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/06/theres-many-thing-to-discover-no-one.html' title='there&apos;s many thing to discover; no one knows it'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114938646084795950</id><published>2006-06-04T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:10:43.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's no more twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;wishing a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to all &lt;strong&gt;JUNE&lt;/strong&gt; babies !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114938646084795950?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114938646084795950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114938646084795950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114938646084795950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114938646084795950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/06/theres-no-more-twins.html' title='there&apos;s no more twins'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114904722171561886</id><published>2006-05-31T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:11:34.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything is never easy</title><content type='html'>shucks! i should be going school for english remedial today. the lesson starts at 8.0o to 10.0o i missed it! actl, i didn't even know there's remedial today xD heeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd did this paper. i was trauma and abt to faint the moment i saw it. it's a math paper. I CAN'T DO IT!! stupid paper! stupid paper! stupid paper! so stupid! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thing about this paper ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. it is damn hard&lt;br /&gt;2. i don't understand a thing!&lt;br /&gt;3. i will never gonna do it again!&lt;br /&gt;4. &amp; don't force me to do it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me if you can do that!&lt;br /&gt;[ this is for lower sec, not upper sec ]&lt;br /&gt;after that paper, i went home, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, my cousin asked me out. we went east coast park! yeah! SWIM! SWIM! at last i went swimming! but it's in the sea! nvm, i'm still looking forward to it. then, i threw sand at my small bro and cousin. we walked from one end to another. we love frolicking with the water. we also played catching. and and there's a couple! so stupid! DISGUSTING shameless couples! no privacy! kissing each other in the sea! -.- destroy our game! lols. my cousin bum into them. serve them right! LOLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk i gtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i.. LOVE.. him&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; MISS.. him xD&lt;br /&gt;hehes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114904722171561886?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114904722171561886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114904722171561886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114904722171561886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114904722171561886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/05/everything-is-never-easy.html' title='everything is never easy'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114889062147851519</id><published>2006-05-29T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:14:23.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's always an opposite of another</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;hie!&lt;br /&gt;i'm cody the smart one!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm zack the dumb one!&lt;br /&gt;DOMPY DOMPY DOMPY!&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck tmr for my&lt;br /&gt;NUS Math Olympic&lt;br /&gt;xD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114889062147851519?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114889062147851519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114889062147851519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114889062147851519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114889062147851519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/05/theres-always-opposite-of-another.html' title='there&apos;s always an opposite of another'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114873698216938344</id><published>2006-05-27T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:18:35.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some things can never be reveal</title><content type='html'>yeah! new skin! i know, it's nice.. but, unfortunately, it's not by me ): kekex. &amp; also! new song. i love this song. whee ~ rough landing, holy by yellowcard. it's nice! it's nice! believe it! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. here's a quick update, i guess so.. x=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;23/5 [mcritchie] how is it spell?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there on time. the taxi was late :p reached there, me, jasmine and fauzy [ in 2D only] need to run for the x country thingy. i love runninggggggggg! i ran with jasmine. i can't stop running! &amp;amp; jasmine was like 'farah farah!! wait for me!! cannot tahan alr! slow down abit..' but i can't! it'll be tiring for me to stop and run again. &amp; so, i just jog beside her.. for a while only.. and then.. tada! i leave her behind. haha. sorry lahh. i didn't mean to pang seh you. LOLS. xD got seventh position. i win nothing): so sad. the teachers pick the top six only. after the run and walk [ wajihah, nadiah &amp;amp; nasyita ], we went to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and here's some pic of us;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/ppg.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="so innocent!" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/400/ppg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see NO EVIL! hear NO EVIL! speak NO EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;in long john anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/DSC00111.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/400/DSC00111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nas&amp;me; i force her to take pic! she's pretty right ?? xD&lt;br /&gt;and i look so si memek! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/DSC00122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/400/DSC00122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/DSC00115.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one letter for each of us ~ B - E - L - O !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;ytd, 27/05 [be yourself day]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went with nadiah. i'm late! sorry nadiah. hehe. but actl, it's not so late. xD reach school, and saw him! haha. i don't know why i'm shunning him! and i did it twice at the same place! LOLx. sorry also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk here and there, till we're bored! wajihah had gone to help 2D's booth. it's so freaking hot there! i don't know how she can bare with it. me and nadiah sat beside the adidas store. we helped nth. but took pics only. still bored! we walk again.. and found some empty spaces outside the library. and we sat there, do nth. we're like dying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wajihah was still there cooking. can't she feel that it's hot there??? omg~! they collected $200 plus+. is it enough? hehs. after that, wajihah join us again. and we went to hidden quest! the moment we enter the room, all we did is SCREAM! the ghost hasn't appear yet! oh yahh. not to forget! nas also follow us went in though it's her class game. every move we made, wajihah will always be the one screaming like a mad woman! wajihah and me took a longer time to get out of the room. it is air-condition room okaye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad! the professor had to clean the hidden quest room. =x and so the ppg went to the canteen and sit again! this time, hakim was there. and and wajihah snap two pics of his. xD [ pic to be shown below(: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to go back to class. our class as usual, only the good2 ones will stack up the tables and chairs. me, wajihah,nadiah, hafiz[fizzo], terence, kenneth, eric.. etc, sat at the back table, talk about smth-you-don't need-to-know story. haha. we took pics and dadadada.. : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, azlin and haziqah force me to go with them! and i went. xD they told me to tell him that i'm not going. whereas, i'm going. =x hehs. be happy yeah? i knew you'll be smiling widely. kekex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. i'm lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just upload some pics : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/hakim%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/400/hakim%2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! i love him! haha. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/DSC00166.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/400/DSC00166.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me&amp;nadiah. smile smile ,, say CHEESE ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/abg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/400/abg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so violent! but still can smile! heeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/fizzo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/400/fizzo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIZZO! HAFIZ! FIZZO HAFIZ! are you gonna smile?? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/TERENCE!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/400/TERENCE%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPG&amp;amp;abang! but actl, i'm older. =x he's always the same(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- END -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114873698216938344?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114873698216938344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114873698216938344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114873698216938344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114873698216938344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-things-can-never-be-reveal.html' title='some things can never be reveal'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114820518022443335</id><published>2006-05-21T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:21:11.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing is perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;X-RAY RESULTS OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so unlucky. did so badly though i know this year is my streaming year. nvm, i still got time to make room for improvement xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blerghh. just one sentence when in my mind after they saw my results "they are gonna kill me!" they're nagging and nagging and nagging and nagging and nagging. and and i bet it is an ETERNAL NAGGING! you know, how parents are like. i got 2 freaking F9, 1 D7, 1 C6, 2 B4, 2 B3 and 1 A1. and so, i failed 3 subjects and pass the rest. but overall, the subjects that i pass, are never satisfying. needless to say, maybe i'm born to be gormless. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my history and literature, is a never-passing-test for me. i don't know why, i'll never know why and i don't want to know why o.o but it doesn't seems to be great to know nothing. glad i know that. maybe someday, i'll know why. heeks. as for my malay, haha, still the same but i think it's getting worse and worst! i'll better mug hard for my geo. you know you know, it's getting better and better! whee~ and thats the worst of the worst results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally flunk my home econ. wish me well done! just did my practical test last friday. i, myself, don't know what the heck am i cooking. the first try on the food, i felt like puking! YUCK! can't take it! ughh! never ask me to cook anything. so terrible. my english, maybe i didn't do it well or maybe it's just wasn't my luck. i used to like art, but i don't know why i got it so low this time. oh my oh my, my science.. need to do better the next time. as for my MATH! yahoO! i got A1! it's like i never got an A for math before. but the marks are not the usual high marks i used to get. try harder again. need more practices i guess. heeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about that trip, i'm sorry. i too, really wanna go but you guys know how my parents are like. and and you should also know how i please and beg them.. you know you know? and and i'm really really sorry, i won't be able to make it. maybe next year, or some other time aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. get well soon xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114820518022443335?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114820518022443335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114820518022443335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114820518022443335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114820518022443335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/05/nothing-is-perfect.html' title='nothing is perfect'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114732889067792862</id><published>2006-05-11T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:25:35.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>camps are good for lots</title><content type='html'>YEAH, i'm finally back after a quick camp three days ago. but i wish it's a one year camp. almost lost my voice after shouting here and there but i didn't. no, i mean i did. haha. &amp; my arm's cramp. fuh, lots of fun-and-happening activities going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, NO TORTURING !! like what happened last year. secondly, lots of free time. thirdly, breakfast, dinner and supper do not need to wait for the rest to take their food. and lastly, i also don't know. haha but overall, the camp was thrilling .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some actvivities of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DAY 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;name my grp. i'm in the even group while the rest are odd of course. the evens are called DEVILS &amp;amp; the odd are called ANGELS ! in the bus learnt some cheer . reached there, did the low elements first. swing swing swing. next was KAYAKING !!!!! i partnered ERIC !! i was hit by the paddle twice. first was wajihah. she was just beside me and did some paddling and it hit my chin. the second was my partner eric. he wasn't using the method that the instructor told us and he hit on my head. OUCH ! at the end of it, me and eric over turn the kayak. &amp; i went deep in the water. but actl, it's not deep. i did it a few times even with wajihah . eric had gone back to shore leaving me and wajihah there. we were the last to go back shore. after that, bathe, eat &amp;amp; chat. there's still activities. playing with fire. i was with favian that whole period. afraid that ppl might blow off my candle, favian protect the fire for me. but still the fire was blown off. anyways &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU FAVIAN !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;but still you suck. haha.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at last, my grp were left from five to two balloons. so sad): haha. after that had our supper. not nice lahh. lastly, sleep ! nadiah went to our hut/bank/house.. etc . whatever you call it. snore snore. haha . no lahh .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woken up by nadiah cause she woke up first. the first activity of the day is EAT ! duh~ second was WATER BOMBS. i played all three rounds except for the last round. after the game, we threw all the leftover water bombs. next activities was the MULTI LEVEL CAPTAIN BALL. i played all the 4 rounds. first ball was soccer ball. and i'm the goalkeeper ! NOT FAIR !! second was sepak takraw. i played again. this time i'm not the goalkeeper. yeah ! third was tennis ball. at that moment, instructor willy played too. BUT, cannot !! HE CHEAT ! HE CHEAT ! he's shorter than me but still, i can't get get the ball. i always lose grip of the ball. hmpf ! &amp; lastly, CHICKEN !! dead one . without feather . i became the goalkeeper again. i caught the chicken three times and scored only 200 points cause one time, my grp mate, pass to me not throw at me. &amp;amp; he threw the chicken at my PE SHIRT ! IT STINKS !! i got chicken smell throughout the day. then, did the high elements. and suddenly i heard my hand cracking. OMG ! but i still played one of it. almost reaching but didn't reach. haha cause my head was alr spinning. NOT FAIR !! i wanna climb some more. haha. i took about one and a half hour for the rest to finish their climbing while me, restiing under the shelter and suddenly fell asleep on the table with one of my friend, my grpmate. when it's done, i went to bathe, eat, rest, chat, cheer and lastly CAMPFIRE !! whee ~ at that very precious moment point of time, i lost my voice. my grp make me lose face too by.. OMG !! OMG !! not gonna mention it here. hehe. sang jeremy his b'dae song. he's 26 this year. happy 26 b'dae to you ! hope he got his wish granted (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up so freaking late. at 6.30 i guess or even almost 7. so sleepy. eat, do some cleaning, and at last went home. our grp did win nth. but whatever it is 2D is always 2D. did a few cheers then with JANE &amp; PAPA ! then, went back to school. jeremy said, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'good things always come to an end.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my instructor, HAZEL, wrote &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'i will study hard'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on my leg. so cute. hehe. at 12.30 went to bp ljs to eat. i saw my old friend !! TWO FREAKING YEAR i didn't saw her !! i miss her ! i miss her ! she lives in jurong but schooling in fajar. glad to see her. she's wearing specs now. and she's getting shorter. I MISS HER LOADS ! hehe. went back home, and all i did was SLEEP. so tired. kk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are some of my fav cheers ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G SONG&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE&lt;br /&gt;C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G SONG&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE&lt;br /&gt;C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E-S-O-N-G SONG&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE'S BURNING DOWN&lt;br /&gt;CAMPFIRE'S BURNING DOWN[x2]&lt;br /&gt;burning down&lt;br /&gt;BURN BURN BURN[X2]&lt;br /&gt;campfire burning in the dark dark night&lt;br /&gt;you go,&lt;br /&gt;ooh eeyeah yippee yippee yeah[x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they build a ship titanic&lt;br /&gt;to sail the ocean blue&lt;br /&gt;they thought they build a ship&lt;br /&gt;that no water can go through&lt;br /&gt;but the lord of mighty hands&lt;br /&gt;knew the ship will never land&lt;br /&gt;it was sad when&lt;br /&gt;the big ship went down&lt;br /&gt;oh, it was sad [x2]&lt;br /&gt;when the big ship&lt;br /&gt;went down to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;where the husband and wife and&lt;br /&gt;the childeren lost their lives&lt;br /&gt;it was sad when the big ship went down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i were a *vampire's son,&lt;br /&gt;if i were to marry,&lt;br /&gt;i would marry a *vampire's daughter,&lt;br /&gt;more than anybody.&lt;br /&gt;cause she can *suck, and i can *suck&lt;br /&gt;and we can *suck together.&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;*sucking one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*satayman's &gt;&gt; *poke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*icecreamman's &gt;&gt; *lick&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*farmer's &gt;&gt; *dig&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ecstacy are never eat&lt;br /&gt;CID i'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;aiyo aiyo aiyo&lt;br /&gt;aiyo akaka yo&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh oh,&lt;br /&gt;ooooh, ooooh, oooooooh 2D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fight fight fight, like a champion&lt;br /&gt;win win win, like a champion&lt;br /&gt;fight like a champion&lt;br /&gt;win like a champion&lt;br /&gt;all the rest can go fly kite&lt;br /&gt;fly kite [x2]&lt;br /&gt;all the rest can go fly kite&lt;br /&gt;later kena lightning strike&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;na na ni poo poo&lt;br /&gt;GOOO 2D !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy to type the rest of the cheers. hehe. i'll stop here. i bet this is the longest post ever . &amp;amp; one more thing ! I MISS HIM !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114732889067792862?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114732889067792862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114732889067792862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114732889067792862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114732889067792862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/05/camps-are-good-for-lots.html' title='camps are good for lots'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114657923964661981</id><published>2006-05-02T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T07:13:59.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change of skin</title><content type='html'>change of skin . still not complete yet . but it will be completed soon if laziness do not consume me . however it has alr did. XD haha .&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the colours to this skin is so wonderful &amp;amp; amazing !&lt;br /&gt;WHEE ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114657923964661981?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114657923964661981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114657923964661981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114657923964661981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114657923964661981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/05/change-of-skin.html' title='change of skin'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114637006162084669</id><published>2006-04-30T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:52:40.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its like finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;gahh .. i haven't blogged for eons . due to my common test . though i've been mugging really hard , i know that i'm gonna fail some of the test . whatever . but here i am , glad and relieved that it's over !! [jump for joy!] i mean not all are over . i still got my history&amp;amp;literature class test next week .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gees . guess what, i'm wasting my money each and everyday . and i'm so poor now . and and i aim to save more than .. err .. 500 bucks ?? but now i've only got 30 bucks . it's okaye . so much better than zilch !! kekex . gtg . shopping !! with my mum . buhbye !! wee ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114637006162084669?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114637006162084669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114637006162084669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114637006162084669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114637006162084669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-like-finally.html' title='its like finally'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114596654789362963</id><published>2006-04-25T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T05:02:28.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>three words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;three WONDERFUL words ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I MISS YOU!!&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/15108373-114596654789362963?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114596654789362963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114596654789362963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114596654789362963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114596654789362963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/three-words.html' title='three words'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114553348849547649</id><published>2006-04-20T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T04:44:48.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep sleep sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i'm thinking about what's ahead&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stay in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i absolutely should !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114553348849547649?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114553348849547649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114553348849547649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114553348849547649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114553348849547649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/sleep-sleep-sleep.html' title='sleep sleep sleep'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114518065467320532</id><published>2006-04-16T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T03:29:19.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;{edit}&lt;em&gt;mirror2 on the wall ,&lt;br /&gt;who's gonna love hakim more than i do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NO ONE !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;except you , yourself !&lt;/em&gt;{/edit}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekex . get over it pleaseeee .&lt;br /&gt;oOkay , i won't !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my tuition in the morning . math again . i mean math and english . nono . i mean math after english . yeahh . that's more like it . whatever . WHY ? cause i LOVE math ! okay2 , i'll stop this instance .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did nth much . download songs , transfer songs . download song , transfer songs . donwload songs , transfer songs . that's what i do , since i on this comp . so pathetic . nahh . in the meantime , i did chat and play games . and and sms !! you know you know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk . i'm gonna type more . this thing is going insane .&lt;br /&gt;so buhbye ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114518065467320532?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114518065467320532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114518065467320532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114518065467320532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114518065467320532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-in-love.html' title='i&apos;m in love'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114500583542516523</id><published>2006-04-14T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T08:24:58.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change again</title><content type='html'>back to this old skin . nahh . actually it's still new . about a month ago ?? cause of the pride and prejudice .. and and i feel like using this again . i did change the fonts only .. this was my motivation to be my normal , original one self of mine(: hmm .. well , the first thing to be myself again was to make this skin ! rahhhhhhhhhhhhhh !&lt;br /&gt;am i making any sense here ? fuck it lahh . haha .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114500583542516523?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114500583542516523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114500583542516523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114500583542516523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114500583542516523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/change-again.html' title='change again'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114492931169128619</id><published>2006-04-13T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T01:26:38.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WEE~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I GOT BACK MY MATH TEST :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DIDN'T FAILLLLLLLLL !!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rejoice won't though ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did my geo test . no prob with my structured , but only mcqs . can't decide which ans . awkward isn't it ? just let me pass let me pass for the second time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sucks ! nadiah&amp;wajihah keep talking back to me !! not fair !! two against one . it's NOT fair !! they were talking about how girls should behave . it's all &lt;em&gt;un&lt;/em&gt;redundant ! NONSENSE ! girls shoudn't do this and that . then , what should i do to be a girl ?? HAHA ! but , i'm succumbing to them .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went lot one with nadiah , nasyita , shafika&amp;amp;her chinese friends .. eat2 , walk2 , take neoprints with them . after that , went nadiah's house . WEE~ i love her house . : P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6+ , walked home with nasyita . she's gone haywire ! talking abt swimming in the air ? what's gotten into her lately ? haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk . my mum's nagging . till here for now((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114492931169128619?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114492931169128619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114492931169128619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114492931169128619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114492931169128619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/wee.html' title='WEE~'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114447034075577350</id><published>2006-04-08T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T21:30:17.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sully</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;lalala . so what ? i don't care . yayayaya . tell lorr . not scaredd larh . RUBBISH ! woke up at 6 in the morningg just to do my tuition homework . so tiredd . feel like sleeping again . anyways , i love SLEEPING . but i do love studying too ~ ! : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't do my math !! i mean i can but the word probb is giving me a terrible problem ! i can only do some of the qns which are familiar to me . gonna fail again ! AGAIN AGAIN ! but i don't wish to fail derr . try try try try ! VICTORY ! there you GO ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love him ~ i love him ~ i love him ~ i love him ~&lt;br /&gt;forever ? hopefully forever .&lt;br /&gt;i'm holding on to ytd . the day my cousin saw us . i'm lying again . ) :&lt;br /&gt;feel so GUILTY ~&lt;br /&gt;anyways . one thing about him that i'll be frm now onwards .&lt;br /&gt;HE CHANGED ME SOMEDAY , SOMEWAY , SOMEWHERE , SOMEHOW  ~ !&lt;br /&gt;THANKS((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder whats gotten into me lately . i'm still the same to you guys RIGHT ?? even if i change to the GOOD one , that doesn't matter , does it ? i'm still good . gee ~ &amp;i'm changing to become a BETTER one . NOW , i'm waiting to be the best one : D HOPES&amp;DESIRES are on my way to VICTORY !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114447034075577350?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114447034075577350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114447034075577350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114447034075577350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114447034075577350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/sully.html' title='sully'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114416547763469817</id><published>2006-04-04T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T08:44:38.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>between me&amp;larling((:</title><content type='html'>oh , freak ! too many homework . i'm going crazy sooner . if only life is perfect .. sigh . damn , my mind is gonna blow . i can't even do my sec one math . this is all BULLSHITS ! oh my . how am i gonna pass this coming test ?! lucky this coming test is postpone on monday . fuh ! still got time to study .. thankGOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity my larling more . he's having his o'lvl this year . &amp;he got many other things to do just after the school re-open . &amp;amp;also , he sleeps very late every day , every night . how i wish i can be beside him everyday , just to see he's alright((: 'see larling , i'm sucha a good girl just right for you . you should be grateful to me .' at last , i ask for his time table . yeah2 . but i didn't get it yet . nono . he's gonna give it to me tmr . i lurbb my larling !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , i seem to be wasting time updating my blog . still got loads of hws . only did , some of them . IT'S A GOOD DAY FOR ME!! that's totally insane . can't stop downloading songs . since just now till now . once the song is downloaded , another song will be donwload . gee . i'm in love with the songs that i downloaded . hehs .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go ..&lt;br /&gt;you're looking for something you can't find&lt;br /&gt;if you give it up, you'll lose your mind&lt;br /&gt;theres always something in your way&lt;br /&gt;what can you say ?&lt;br /&gt;you'll gonna have a GOOD DAY !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm with you ,&lt;br /&gt;i'll treasure every single move we made .&lt;br /&gt;all the precious time we spend together .&lt;br /&gt;now i realized what is called LOVE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY ! i won't give up . keep working hard , yeah ?&lt;br /&gt;YOU&amp;amp;ME together always((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114416547763469817?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114416547763469817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114416547763469817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114416547763469817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114416547763469817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/between-melarling.html' title='between me&amp;larling((:'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114398949574138695</id><published>2006-04-02T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T08:15:06.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wo0sh !</title><content type='html'>today was a fucking terrible day .&lt;br /&gt;woke up , having a fever .&lt;br /&gt;sigh .&lt;br /&gt;but still need to go tuition .&lt;br /&gt;math math math .&lt;br /&gt;i still love math no matter what .&lt;br /&gt;CRAP lah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that , got nth better to do ,&lt;br /&gt;i did this skin weirdo skin .&lt;br /&gt;red , pink black&amp;white .&lt;br /&gt;there's blood all over my blog .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah .&lt;br /&gt;before i forgot .&lt;br /&gt;wanna see his pic ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ermm ..&lt;br /&gt;i think i change my mind .&lt;br /&gt;nahh . put it in my blog when i'm ready .&lt;br /&gt;NOT YET FOR NOW .&lt;br /&gt;hehe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 3+ ,&lt;br /&gt;wajihah came to my house to do art project .&lt;br /&gt;it always ended up the two of us doing every single one of it .&lt;br /&gt;we pay for everything ,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;what they return us ??&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING lor ..&lt;br /&gt;as usual .&lt;br /&gt;FREAKS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 10+ ,&lt;br /&gt;finally it's OVER !!&lt;br /&gt;i mean art project .&lt;br /&gt;not me&amp;him ,&lt;br /&gt;not yet .&lt;br /&gt;but still haven't finish painting .&lt;br /&gt;tmr then i'll continue .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still ,&lt;br /&gt;i pity wajihah .&lt;br /&gt;she had to go home alone at about 10+ .&lt;br /&gt;but we did had alot of FUN !!&lt;br /&gt;doing art&amp;amp;also other things .&lt;br /&gt;yerp2 . only she knows((:&lt;br /&gt;ask her if you wanna know .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to wake up early tmr !!&lt;br /&gt;why ?? who ?? when ?? how ??&lt;br /&gt;no need to ask me lahs .&lt;br /&gt;going school with him tmr lahs .&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah . under my blk .&lt;br /&gt;YIPEEE !!&lt;br /&gt;love him loads !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klahs . it's getting late soon .&lt;br /&gt;gotta sleep .&lt;br /&gt;so , till here for today((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i'm not fine*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114398949574138695?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114398949574138695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114398949574138695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114398949574138695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114398949574138695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/wo0sh.html' title='wo0sh !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114386010838310007</id><published>2006-04-01T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T21:53:17.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no avail .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah ppl . today is 1st April !! don't play tricks on me yeah . just kidding .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was an exciting day . me&amp;nas were told that there's FMU . so we decided to go . cause of smth2 . yeah lah . you know , you know ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the blue studio door to unlock , we went to bpp cause of nas shirt . there's stain ?? &amp;amp;because of it , she's always behind me . reached there , met fitri . then nas bought two sleeveless shirt . nicenice . after that she bought chocolate frapucino ?? &amp;old chang kee . yummy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school , nas show off to people that she got the chocolate frapucino ? the blue studio door still locked . we saw the band playing . so we take a look at them . are they gonna win ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abt 5 mins later , the door was finally open . but we were so engrossed with the band playing their instrument . the band had been standing for 30 mins . aren't they not tired of standing up ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was freezing in the blue studio room . brrrr . we were not doing much . just laughing&amp;amp;laughing . i pushed nasyita using the "trolley" . laughed&amp;laughed till i lose control of her trolley , &amp;amp;i fell . there's a cut on my hand . OUCH ! not her fault at all lahs . i'm just too happy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gtg now . need to do my hws .&lt;br /&gt;take care for now((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114386010838310007?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114386010838310007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114386010838310007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114386010838310007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114386010838310007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-avail.html' title='no avail .'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114363959613838431</id><published>2006-03-29T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T06:35:30.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>are we together ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;the question for today is ..&lt;br /&gt;ARE WE TOGETHER ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gees . we know each other about last week ?? last two week ?? think so . &amp; now ? what happen ?? WOAH ! real fast , uh ? COOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school with nasyita . ride her van again !! can't wait till i reach school !! da da da da .. YIPEEE !! reached school , rumours spread so fast i guess . NVM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's tired lah i think . don't want disturb him . let him rest(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haiz . but i wonder whats with him today anyways .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; not only him . me also tired !! waiting for wajihah to online is like waiting for the sky to fall !&lt;br /&gt;AR ! there she is .&lt;br /&gt;k lahs . i got many projects to do .&lt;br /&gt;till here .&lt;br /&gt;DEAD FOR TODAY(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114363959613838431?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114363959613838431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114363959613838431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114363959613838431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114363959613838431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/are-we-together.html' title='are we together ?'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114355102626626210</id><published>2006-03-28T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T07:45:11.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable , isn't it ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;bla bla bla . yesterday morning , i was so happy . i don't know why . i shouted here&amp;there till Mr Whelan asked us , Wajihah , Hafiz , Terence , Eric&amp;amp;Favian , to stay back after school . we were told to write 350 words , why we should not be defiant . i wrote an apology "essay" to him in 2 - 3 paragraph . do i mean it ?? NOOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school , there's male WSI . Me , nasyita , nadiah , wajihah&amp;shafika went to watch their performance . we cheered for most of the particapants ! it's so exciting . then , suddenly , when i looked behind , he was there !! &amp;amp;i was totally shocked !! before the wsi ends , i guess he went home alr . or .. SOMETHING ELSE! pls not ! i hate those people !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today , i really can't stop smiling . you guys know right ?? shall not say it here . confidential(: i can never puts away my eye from him . went to school . gee , i'm so .. so .. sooo .. argh! nvm . can't find words to describe .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess time , azli told me&amp;nasyita to go FMU to edit after school . but when we reached the blue studio , we didn't even touch any editting stuffs or whatso ever lah . at last , Jaliza told us that the date due of the competition for the thingy is on 30/31 march ?? WTH ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home , he&amp;amp;his friends were there in the lrt with me&amp;friends too . i get down at keat hong . he also get down there . from there i realize there's something . he sent me home . so sweet ! on the way home , i saw my grandma !! &amp;amp;she saw me too ! i was like SHIT! then , BOTH OF US SEPERATED! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNBELIEVABLE ISN'T IT ???&lt;br /&gt;what a day !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways . I LOVE HIM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;fullstop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114355102626626210?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114355102626626210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114355102626626210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114355102626626210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114355102626626210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/unbelievable-isnt-it.html' title='unbelievable , isn&apos;t it ??'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114336593497598200</id><published>2006-03-26T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T11:04:08.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gema puisi .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;WEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had an exciting day ytd . meet nas under my blk . ika was late as usual . but nvm cause it's normal . after that we took lrt to south view cause dEe was there , waiting for hafiz . about 15 mins , fiz reached the station . happy riding((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fizzO was there at senja . so he walked with another hafiz . so it's HAFIZ with HAFIZ . cool uh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school , i turn , he look . he turn , i look . that's amazing , isn't it ? we're playing games . when the bus came , we took the second bus instead of the first . cause of some stupid bitches . do you hate them ?? shameless girls. oh yeah . the four wrappers went there too . so it's a complete happy family ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached nyjc at about 11+ . it's still freaking early . the performance starts at 1 ?? i guess . we went to the canteen to buy food . then , sat at the stadium stariway . nice indeed but beside it was full of HDB flats or even condos . but i still like the school . PEACE PEACE .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one grp of supporters from west spring((: fuh ! white supporters . the colour is pure . yeah . 10 final school , including us . unfortunately , our school didn't win . so disappointed about it ! no lah . just kidding . at least they tried their best . keep trying . i will always support west spring .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the second bus , we met chico&amp;dinie ? took pic with chiko . yeah , one thing i hate about him . he smells smokes ! and i hate SMOKERS !! ewwww ! saw khairul tOo !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second bus just arrived . we ride it with ----- . YAHOO! go &gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com"&gt;www.yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; blablabla ~ ! there you know what happen : D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school , fizzO was waiting outside the school . went to bp with him ! yo yO , fizzO ! ate at mcdonald there . nadEe was sucha a crapper there . she makes us laugh till nas spit all the water out of her mouth . &amp;fizzO can't stop laughing ! nadEe , nadEe . CONTROL YOURSELF !! went to bowling alley . watch fizzO and family play bowling . one of his cousin play , he lift up the leg really high behind . &amp;amp;it's so funny ! we laughed at him . he's like girl . even we , girls , didn't even lift up our freaking legs ! gay ?? guess so .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home , thought of going home with hiM! but unluckily , he took bus 190 already with hafiz&amp;sharikin ?? don't know how to spell . we took lrt to south view . luckily , they forced me to call him . so i called , they talked . yeah ! actually , i NEVER ever heard his voice before . but since ytd event , i heard alr ! nas had to go home . so unlucky ! we went lepak2 with them till 10pm . i sat beside him . took one pic only .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 10 , we went home . guess what ?? he sent me home !! yeah yeah ! nono . i was so damn freaking shy !! lucky , ika was behind , no , infront , no , beside , no ! aiyer . she's also there to send me home too lah((: i went home safely . my parents hardly open their mouth since i stepped in the house . i did my thing &amp;amp;then SLEEP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/chico&amp;us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/chico%26us.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that's us&amp;amp;chico!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114336593497598200?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114336593497598200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114336593497598200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114336593497598200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114336593497598200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/gema-puisi_26.html' title='gema puisi .'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114312302353652943</id><published>2006-03-23T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T06:12:28.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever lah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;sorry . sorry .&lt;br /&gt;if you're reading this .&lt;br /&gt;just read and understand what you understand .&lt;br /&gt;didn't know that you'll read my blog .&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind lah .&lt;br /&gt;just read if you want to((:&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad that you read it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , should i or should i not ?&lt;br /&gt;can't decide yet .&lt;br /&gt;see what's gonna happen next .&lt;br /&gt;i'll just sit back and relax .&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep watching till the sky fall .&lt;br /&gt;but one thing i knew is that i &lt;u&gt;LOVED&lt;/u&gt; you .&lt;br /&gt;get it ? nvm , if you don't get it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm , got results today .&lt;br /&gt;was shocked that i improve most of it !&lt;br /&gt;i pass !&lt;br /&gt;i fail !&lt;br /&gt;PASS&amp;FAIL!&lt;br /&gt;gee , i got only 2 As .&lt;br /&gt;one of it is my all time favorite subject since primary school((:&lt;br /&gt;another , my home econ .&lt;br /&gt;don't really like the subject .&lt;br /&gt;but unexpectedly i got first for the both test .&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable .&lt;br /&gt;but still , i'm not satisfy with the results .&lt;br /&gt;cause i'm a NOOB!&lt;br /&gt;and as a fact that i'm a noob ,&lt;br /&gt;i did failed too !&lt;br /&gt;but lucky one subject .&lt;br /&gt;yeah !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta stopTHIS&amp;amp;do my hw .&lt;br /&gt;NOW!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114312302353652943?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114312302353652943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114312302353652943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114312302353652943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114312302353652943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/whatever-lah.html' title='whatever lah!'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114303049180397886</id><published>2006-03-22T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T06:37:24.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEP . SLEEP .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;SICK . SICK . SICK . SICK . SICK !&lt;br /&gt;TIRED . TIRED . TIRED . TIRED !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sigh -&lt;br /&gt;so sick of tired of everything i'm doing .&lt;br /&gt;what's with me ?&lt;br /&gt;i've been sighing for like more than a lot since i reached home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;before that went out to bpp .&lt;br /&gt;with nasyita , wajihah , nadiah&amp;shafika .&lt;br /&gt;went to ljs again !&lt;br /&gt;didn't eat cause didn't bring enough money .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;same goes to shafika too .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me&amp;amp;her ,&lt;br /&gt;walked on the second floor .&lt;br /&gt;went shop to shop ,&lt;br /&gt;just looking around .&lt;br /&gt;so intrigued by those that i've seen .&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna save money for it((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still sighing .&lt;br /&gt;WTH lah !&lt;br /&gt;i'll just put my status AWAY .&lt;br /&gt;no mood to chat with anyone right now .&lt;br /&gt;also no mood to update any further .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;i just feel that i'm really a NOOB!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114303049180397886?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114303049180397886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114303049180397886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114303049180397886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114303049180397886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/sleep-sleep.html' title='SLEEP . SLEEP .'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114294004379908829</id><published>2006-03-21T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T06:35:08.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness with her(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to school today ,&lt;br /&gt;not happy !&lt;br /&gt;get caught for the second time ,&lt;br /&gt;but this time is my skirt .&lt;br /&gt;it's short .&lt;br /&gt;no worries .&lt;br /&gt;i got another skirt .&lt;br /&gt;the teacher so noob .&lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in class .&lt;br /&gt;sorry wajihah .&lt;br /&gt;i got no mood to talk .&lt;br /&gt;hope you understand(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after recess ,&lt;br /&gt;received a bad news .&lt;br /&gt;i failed again .&lt;br /&gt;got to do better for the next test(:&lt;br /&gt;i'm just a bit pissed off .&lt;br /&gt;but then ,&lt;br /&gt;after school ,&lt;br /&gt;nasyita cheered me up .&lt;br /&gt;gee . thanks((:&lt;br /&gt;btw , yesterday is her birthday .&lt;br /&gt;let me sing a song for her .&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO NASYITA !&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nadiah&amp;wajihah went to Lot 1 .&lt;br /&gt;me&amp;amp;nasyita went to Bukit Panjang Plaza .&lt;br /&gt;i was actually planning to go home .&lt;br /&gt;but since ytd is her b'dae ,&lt;br /&gt;i decided to follow her .&lt;br /&gt;so we went to eat at ljs .&lt;br /&gt;yummy . but it's not my money . :p&lt;br /&gt;ITS HERS !!&lt;br /&gt;shld thnks her .&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU !&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating ,&lt;br /&gt;we met ika&amp;amp;her chinese friends .&lt;br /&gt;ika wants to home ,&lt;br /&gt;so she follow us .&lt;br /&gt;but nasyita wants to go Lot 1 ,&lt;br /&gt;to buy A1 board for art .&lt;br /&gt;followed her again !&lt;br /&gt;had a lot of fun with her .&lt;br /&gt;i think it's that is for her birthday . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;she deserve it((:&lt;br /&gt;ahakz ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114294004379908829?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114294004379908829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114294004379908829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114294004379908829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114294004379908829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/happiness-with-her.html' title='happiness with her(:'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114277597566965125</id><published>2006-03-19T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T06:24:56.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh so well .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah !&lt;br /&gt;i'm so delighted that i just received my specs .&lt;br /&gt;but i won't wear it always .&lt;br /&gt;&amp; still ! i can't figure out the colour .&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind .&lt;br /&gt;just be glad that i have it((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just waiting for my hp to beep*&lt;br /&gt;but seems that all the beeps are not his ones .&lt;br /&gt;i won't wait for him no longer one day .&lt;br /&gt;just have to let go .&lt;br /&gt;SACRIFICING LOVE !&lt;br /&gt;oh , it's so miserable !&lt;br /&gt;WTH ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just waiting till tmr !!&lt;br /&gt;i miss the school !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss hall , where i used to sit during assembly !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss canteen , where i used to walk pass &amp;amp; eat . [yummy !]&lt;br /&gt;i miss friends , who are always there for one another .&lt;br /&gt;i miss class , where i used to sit and study , study , study and study . non-stop i would say !&lt;br /&gt;i miss everything , all the things that's happening in school !!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; also HIM* , who i used to see him everday((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114277597566965125?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114277597566965125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114277597566965125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114277597566965125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114277597566965125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-so-well.html' title='oh so well .'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114269545654026641</id><published>2006-03-18T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T06:27:51.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyas !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;heyas !&lt;br /&gt;i did this skin !!&lt;br /&gt;&amp; yeah ,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so FREAKING DAMN HAPPY !!&lt;br /&gt;at that moment ,&lt;br /&gt;i was very very very BORED !&lt;br /&gt;got nothing to do ,&lt;br /&gt;and there , FOOH !&lt;br /&gt;i just did it .&lt;br /&gt;looks nice to me .&lt;br /&gt;people , keep commenting((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already one week .&lt;br /&gt;i just miss him .&lt;br /&gt;i know , i shouldn't miss him .&lt;br /&gt;but i did miss him !&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he missed call me ,&lt;br /&gt;that makes me miss him MORE !!&lt;br /&gt;what can i do to make me not miss him ??&lt;br /&gt;i wish i didn't know the truth .&lt;br /&gt;too late .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is not what i want to hear or need to hear when the time is not right .&lt;br /&gt;just feel so wrong liking a wrong type of person .&lt;br /&gt;i'll try ny very best to forget him .&lt;br /&gt;as soon as possible .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114269545654026641?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114269545654026641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114269545654026641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114269545654026641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114269545654026641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/heyas.html' title='heyas !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114259578977701575</id><published>2006-03-17T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T03:48:13.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just me(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i did a skin .&lt;br /&gt;a blog skin .&lt;br /&gt;at last !&lt;br /&gt;okay .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE !!&lt;br /&gt;DO COMMENT !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks((:&lt;br /&gt;fachaina*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114259578977701575?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114259578977701575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114259578977701575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114259578977701575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114259578977701575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-me.html' title='just me(:'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114249815703206026</id><published>2006-03-16T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T04:52:10.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>amaze(:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wonder who is that guy .&lt;br /&gt;hmm . wells ,&lt;br /&gt;i need someone to show me who's that freaking guy !!&lt;br /&gt;one day , i'll know him .&lt;br /&gt;let's just wait &amp; see((:&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what ?&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bro .&lt;br /&gt;AGAIN !&lt;br /&gt;be back by tmr ,&lt;br /&gt;think so .&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;aite , ytd ..&lt;br /&gt;did an eye check up .&lt;br /&gt;though my degree is not high ,&lt;br /&gt;my mum insist me of wearing specs .&lt;br /&gt;haiz . so troublesome .&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;! the colour ..&lt;br /&gt;she chose it .&lt;br /&gt;pink ? purple ? red ?&lt;br /&gt;hah ! i don't even know the colour .&lt;br /&gt;gonna use it during class ONLY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to have this kind of friends .&lt;br /&gt;i'm there for you when you need help(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&amp; so i got this for you(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;life cannot be GIVEN UP !&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be STRONG in facing everything .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;amazingly , you can only help yourself .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the choice is yours(:&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/15108373-114249815703206026?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114249815703206026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114249815703206026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114249815703206026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114249815703206026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/amaze.html' title='amaze(:'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114241457931465144</id><published>2006-03-15T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T01:28:51.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ease those words .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH GAWD !&lt;br /&gt;i'm slacking .&lt;br /&gt;like i say before ,&lt;br /&gt;'I'M SUCHA SLACKER!'&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll have to BUCK UP ??&lt;br /&gt;i'm so desperate in taking A math .&lt;br /&gt;haha . well , ppl say it's hard .&lt;br /&gt;but i envy my bro !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he's taking A MATH !!&lt;br /&gt;i know ! it's not even about jealousy .&lt;br /&gt;but just let me take A math .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what that someone told me ,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;everything is part and parcel of life .&lt;br /&gt;you just have to accept it .&lt;br /&gt;set your mind at every ease .&lt;br /&gt;and everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;i know you can do it !&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing all those words .&lt;br /&gt;like you told me before .&lt;br /&gt;life have to move on !&lt;br /&gt;memories fading away .&lt;br /&gt;what's next ?&lt;br /&gt;gonna be the way i am frm nw on .&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to learn to MOVE ON !&lt;br /&gt;yeah ! MOVE ON !&lt;br /&gt;or else , i'm gonna miss it !&lt;br /&gt;sucha freak .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;i'll believe in myself every now and then .&lt;br /&gt;concentration is the most IMPORTANT of all .&lt;br /&gt;no fear in facing everything .&lt;br /&gt;nothing is gonna be certain .&lt;br /&gt;i'll change .&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/15108373-114241457931465144?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114241457931465144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114241457931465144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114241457931465144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114241457931465144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/ease-those-words.html' title='ease those words .'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114214580634277475</id><published>2006-03-12T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:45:48.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>engulfed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;went tuition in the morning . reached home , on computer , play games till i &lt;strong&gt;DAMN SATISFIED&lt;/strong&gt; !! cause tmr , can't play already . haha . &lt;a href="http://www.millsberry.com"&gt;http://www.millsberry.com&lt;/a&gt; this website is &lt;strong&gt;FUN&lt;/strong&gt; ! haha . or maybe i'll play miniclips ! haha . miniclips remind me of my old , lost-bestfriend !! haha . fine whatever . rubbish ! &lt;strong&gt;SHUT UP&lt;/strong&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow , gotta do art with friends , as mention in the previos post . haish . so many things happening this week !! but at least there's fun within this week !! well , you guys should know ! haha . oh yah .. i'm off . i wanna &lt;strong&gt;RIDE&lt;/strong&gt; bicycle with my cousin . yerp , with my friends((: yeah . shall stop here .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114214580634277475?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114214580634277475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114214580634277475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114214580634277475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114214580634277475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/engulfed.html' title='engulfed'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114205450614301003</id><published>2006-03-11T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T21:50:25.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;heys ! long time didn't update . so bored .. so today event , nothing much . been quarrelling with my brother just now . its just some &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING MISUNDERSTANDING&lt;/strong&gt; ! wth ?! hope it's gonna end sooner ! i just want my old brother . not the one who change into some kind of 'bad' kind . he's hp was very troublesome !! but nvm .. it's better that i have it then don't . so appreciate it((: maybe going out . but don't know where . haha ! anyways , the holidays are here ! so &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE&lt;/strong&gt; ! to me this are not called holiday . a holiday is for me to have fun !! not going school and doing project !! on tuesday thought of going out somewhere . but then i've got cca , &lt;strong&gt;FMU&lt;/strong&gt; ! if only that person is not there , &lt;strong&gt;FMU&lt;/strong&gt; would be a fun cca ! &lt;strong&gt;HAHA&lt;/strong&gt; ! but actually , i'm only the editor . they just need to take video . but then wajihah have to go ! she's the crew camera !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well , on monday i've got a group project , with my grp , wajihah , hafiz , terence , eric &amp;amp; favian . i don't think my art is damn good ! :p haha . on tuesday , told ya . on wednesday .. i don't know yet .. the malay project ?? i still don't know .. make full use of this holidays to do all this stuff . then tuition , so bored !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah !! anyways ! its &lt;strong&gt;NASYITA&lt;/strong&gt; birthday !! haha . &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAS !!&lt;/strong&gt; good luck in everything you do !! you have me by your side !! &lt;strong&gt;NO WORRIES&lt;/strong&gt; !!((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not forgetting yesterday . we went lot one . nadiah wants to buy present for her friend . we followed her . then , we saw &lt;strong&gt;YULANI&lt;/strong&gt; , some part of her family .. she's damn &lt;strong&gt;COOL&lt;/strong&gt; !! she rocks too ! nadiah should be proud to have her ! haha ! after that , went to her house . said it so , i love her house ! haha ! at 3 or 4 plus ?? nas had to go home . me , wajihah and nadiah thought of going lot 1 with yulani , but then , she's going home . so we took a walk outside , everywhere , anywhere . talked to &lt;strong&gt;HAFIZ&lt;/strong&gt; on the phone . sorry hafiz . i burped at him . &lt;strong&gt;HAHA&lt;/strong&gt; ! we walked all the way to don't where nadiah brought us to .. haha . it's a very nice place . i've never been before((: went home at 6+ going to be 7 .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aite . shall stop here .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114205450614301003?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114205450614301003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114205450614301003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114205450614301003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114205450614301003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/dreaming-away.html' title='dreaming away'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114146984360395185</id><published>2006-03-04T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T03:15:58.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst of the worst</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Strange things have been happening to this odd family. Why is this happening ?! Been quarrelling my brother lately. We use to have no fightings. But since that day, you came into his life.. He changed.. &lt;em&gt;A LOT !!&lt;/em&gt; Oh yeah ! Today's your birthday aite ? Sorry, no present.. But i will give you one very, very interesting wish, which is that you'll **** off from his life.. &lt;em&gt;SOONER OR LATER !!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;SHOO~!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE HATES ME !&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;SHE HATES ME !&lt;/em&gt; &amp;&lt;em&gt; THEM&lt;/em&gt;, too,&lt;em&gt; HATES ME !!&lt;/em&gt; Why should i even freaking bother to live ?! Today is the day, approving that all hates me !! Hate me for all I care ! Problems popping out everywhere I go !! Family, school..etc.. I don't wish to live any longer !! Wish I could just be the person that I want to be not the person I don't want to be. I will be off one day, running as fast as I could.. Away from this &lt;em&gt;CAHOTIC &lt;/em&gt;house !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guys, don't call my house nor hp.. Both are dead, i mean confiscated.. Be missing smsing the one I used to sms everyday !! &amp;amp; Yeah, I got my own way of living. &lt;em&gt;THEM&lt;/em&gt;, just don't know what's with me.. I'm so sick of all this nonsense!! Send me &lt;em&gt;AWAY !!&lt;/em&gt; I would &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; to hear that !! I'm happy if you say &lt;em&gt;THAT !!&lt;/em&gt; I know, I got no place for this place aite ?! &lt;em&gt;HOME&lt;/em&gt;, I'll be crying softly.. - Sighs -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homeworks.. I'm so stress !! &lt;em&gt;GIVE ME A BREAK !!&lt;/em&gt; Oh my.. I'm left with 5 more test.. Monday, there's home econ and Malay.. Tuesday will be my history.. Wednesday, my math !! I love math !! Hehe.. &amp; Last but not least, &lt;em&gt;LITERATURE !!&lt;/em&gt; The subject I hate most !!!!!! Esp. the one who's teaching this !! &lt;em&gt;SHOO !!&lt;/em&gt; I'm done with my English &amp;amp; geography test !! Hope I can pass my geo !! Never I my life I passed geo !! 'Oh god, please let me pass my geo for the first time.. &lt;em&gt;PITY&lt;/em&gt; me !!' *winks* Hehe. I shall end it here aites ? &lt;em&gt;PEACE OUT !&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/15108373-114146984360395185?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114146984360395185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114146984360395185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114146984360395185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114146984360395185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/03/worst-of-worst.html' title='the worst of the worst'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-114085958795744315</id><published>2006-02-25T18:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T18:23:24.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorrows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;woke up at 6 plus in the morning.. i got this sudden bad dream again last night.. the dreams that left me isolated.. all of them full of hatred. whats this ?! is it gonna be reality ?? feeling so wrong since yesterday.. why is this happening ?!haiz.. my mum's been nagging at me for not eating from 9 in the morning.. i don't feel hungry.. &amp; i'm just punishing myself for the cause of his hurt.. ): it's my my fault at the first place.. i was wrong in many ways. i know.. it's my mistakes !! anyway Ian, i saw your friends.. they are asking me so many qns thats hurting. that SUCKS ! &lt;em&gt;PLEASE STOP ASKING ME THOSE QNS !! PLEASE, I BEG YOU !&lt;/em&gt; just tell them it's just a &lt;strong&gt;PRANK !&lt;/strong&gt; simple &amp;amp; easy.. &lt;em&gt;HAPPY ?!?!&lt;/em&gt;  but please don't hold me back.. i thought over it.. it's gonna okay if you won't forgive me.. or maybe, i don't want you to forgive me.. i just feel that i'm the one who cause all those misery.. i don't wish to see you.. i just think you don't deserve having me by your side.. you're not blaming me, but somehow in your heart, you ARE!! but still, i feel so bad.. ): i feel so bad all the times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is running out as it often does.. fate can't break this feeling of mine.. all this stuffs is gonna end, right ?! you don't have to feel ashame.. or what so ever.. sometimes i got this feeling you're the one who give a shoulder for me to lean on, a hand for me to stand strong, a finger to wipe all tears &amp; the only heart that braves through all fears.. is this gonna happen ? how i wish i could hide in a place where you won't find me.. yeah.. i know. you said it's &lt;strong&gt;PRETTY DESPRATE !!&lt;/strong&gt; i understand.. but is that what you're trying to telling to someone of what i am towards you ?! you just did it.. the truth just came out of nowhere.. oh, that's &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; real background.. the person who can cause someone to hurt or even that someone hurting you.. all along i trust you with all my heart.. the words you say.. you hate those words right ?! &amp; i did &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; use those words.. i'm taking aback of every single sentence you told me &amp;amp; those around you.. i treasure those memories.. but seems like now, you &amp; me are walking in a seperated path..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to nas&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm really am sorry. i seriously can't tell you.. please understand. i'm not trying to keep my sorrows to myself cause there's some secrets that can't be difuse to you &amp; the rest.. it's hurting deep inside. i hate to see you begging me whats happening.. all i want to see is you, &lt;em&gt;SMILING&lt;/em&gt;. nothing is certain for sure. i'll try to smile.. but those smile were never a true ones((: its just a dream anyway.. thanks for being there for me.. you got me((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who knows this, i beg a thousand million times.. &lt;strong&gt;JUST DON'T SPREAD IT&lt;/strong&gt;.. thanks((: i'm really blaming myself of it.. all this while, i'm fortunate cause i've got the chance to feel the beauty of love from you.. i really appreciate it.. thanks((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/scan0002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" height="61" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/scan0002.0.jpg" width="75" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with all those love &amp;amp; care,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;FARAH((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-114085958795744315?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/114085958795744315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=114085958795744315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114085958795744315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/114085958795744315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/02/sorrows.html' title='sorrows'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113992942872061275</id><published>2006-02-14T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T08:20:25.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VELENTINE'S DAY !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;diis year vallentiine's dayy, ii'm datiing wiif maii &lt;em&gt;GF !&lt;/em&gt; haha . guess who ?!?! don't tell euu !&lt;br /&gt;after schooll went tuhh Lot 1 wiif wawa, nas, dEe, iika and her chiinese friiends .&lt;br /&gt;den went jurong tuhh borrow books !(:&lt;br /&gt;reached home abt 5+.&lt;br /&gt;been readiing this novell called "&lt;em&gt;One Llast Wiish&lt;/em&gt;". iit's very saddeniing !): feell lliike cryiing . hahah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;att 8+, he sms miie !! yeah !! ii was allso iintendiingg tuhh sms hiim, but he sms miie allreadyy !! haha . fiine . whatever . iit's actually nothiing . :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"sometiimes der whole thiing hurts cause iit iisn't wat we wan tuhh hear or need tuhh hear."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;well, deres &lt;em&gt;CIIP&lt;/em&gt; on saturday !! &amp;amp; on that day iitsellf, deres also &lt;em&gt;GEMA PUIISII !!&lt;/em&gt; but we're goiing !! haha . that makes miie happiie !! lloll.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113992942872061275?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113992942872061275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113992942872061275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113992942872061275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113992942872061275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-velentines-day.html' title='HAPPY VELENTINE&apos;S DAY !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113914024876737254</id><published>2006-02-05T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T03:37:36.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sorry</title><content type='html'>for today info ..&lt;br /&gt;go to dEe's blog ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.me-dee.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you !! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113914024876737254?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113914024876737254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113914024876737254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113914024876737254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113914024876737254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-sorry.html' title='i&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113897844896099026</id><published>2006-02-03T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T08:14:42.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IBROHIM !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was in a RUSH on the way to the canteen just to see him ! haha . wawa &amp;me saw his class went out . so we run to the usual stairs . haha . but then , he walked the other way ! NOT FAIR ! haha . while i was running i almost slipped and fell ! hehs . when i reached the canteen , i saw him walking really slow . &amp;amp; i was really very panic !! haha . &amp; when i wanted to take out my money TEN DOLLAR NOTE , the wind blew it away ! i searched for the money very quickly ! haha . i almost lose it ! haha . after that he went to pray ! haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE HIM LOADS !!&lt;br /&gt;hehs . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school , i went to nadEe's house ! i love her house !! haha . it's fun !! i don't know why ! haha . i seems to love her room !! nadEe playes the computer, while me &amp;amp; wawa roll on her bed !! haha . wawa taught me ! haha . we banged on each other as we rolled ! hehs . (: we laugh like mad ! for info go to www.me-dee.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrow we go to nadEe's house again !! haha . I LOVE IT !!&lt;br /&gt;sorry nadEe , forgot to clean your room ! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**THE PREVIOUS POST IS LONGER !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113897844896099026?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113897844896099026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113897844896099026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113897844896099026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113897844896099026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/02/ibrohim_113897844896099026.html' title='IBROHIM !!'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113892683485540756</id><published>2006-02-03T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T08:13:02.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE HIM !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I LOVE HIM ! 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I LOVE HIM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** this is the longest post i ever wrote .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113892683485540756?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113892683485540756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113892683485540756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113892683485540756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113892683485540756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-love-him.html' title='I LOVE HIM !!!'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113864194448673626</id><published>2006-01-31T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T09:36:35.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love him !</title><content type='html'>change my blogskiin .&lt;br /&gt;password from me . (:&lt;br /&gt;gonna put up Photo by Ryan Cabrera .&lt;br /&gt;have fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways . ii've got good news !! haha . between me &amp; hiim !! (: ii love hiim too !! he let out hiis breath last night . haha . ii was surprise . but somehow ii wonder iif these sweet words are from hiis heart or not ?!?! cause he kept punkiing me !! haha . &amp;amp; at that time ii asked him, he saiid &gt;&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt; ii was lmao ! guess ii don't know even iif he was giving me a hiint ? iit's okay . ii just love him too ! (: yerp ! yesterday he was campiing wiith hiis cousin at east coast . but he stiill sms me . haha . yeah yeah !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhiile, ii've got this friiend of miine . he kept doubtiing that thiis giirl he liikes to death, doesn't liike him .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO ?!?! WAKE UP !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you don't even know what's happening to the world ?!?! ii can't help hiim unless he tell the giirl . but he just won't liisten to me ! haiish . trust me there wiill be no more worriies . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, ii went out wiith my cousin . went to west coast park . riide bicycle to the very end !! hehs . riide on the steep slope . haha . (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk . ii'll stop here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 HIIM !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113864194448673626?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113864194448673626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113864194448673626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113864194448673626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113864194448673626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-him.html' title='i love him !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113811360794941863</id><published>2006-01-24T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T06:40:25.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY B'DAE TO ME !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My b'dae was wonderful !! haha . i love you guys for the WALLET !! haha . thank you guys !! hehs . we went to ESPLANDE ! it was the first time i went there ?? haha . i love the part where we shout the names of the person we like . haha . of coutse mine is him~ ! (: we took neoprints . one with all of us, second with nas ! haha . the third is actually not really third . haha . i took with nadEe&amp;amp;wawa . of course i'm the extra ! haha . the last one we took at Lot 1 .. in the way home . haha . love man !! haha . i just love him !! i mean the neoprint ! haha . :p i had alot of fun that day . that day was the day before my b'dae ! haha . =D kk. i shall stop here . HAPPY BELATED B'DAE TO MYSELF ! haha . i'm just waiting for another present to arrive ! haha . :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113811360794941863?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113811360794941863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113811360794941863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113811360794941863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113811360794941863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-bdae-to-me.html' title='HAPPY B&apos;DAE TO ME !!'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113780597264938349</id><published>2006-01-21T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T17:16:39.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>terrible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday is a hard but fun day for me ! Haha . The first period id IT . &amp; The class make noise ! Then suddenly Mr Raj came . He ask all of us t o meet him at the basketball court after recess . After IT is science . Some of us came in late . We were walking very slowly . Ms Ong saw us and she made us run back to the science lab . Haha . After that is english . Ms Nor Dianah ask all of us to stand . Only the quiet group can seat . The boys in front and beside my group cannot seat , so are mine too ! Only three girls are standing , me , Wajihah &amp;amp; Kai Wen . She stared at us hardly ! Haha . Me and wawa can't stop laughing ! lol . We cannot sit for the rest of the period . Lucky its only one period . Haha . Our punishment is only standing in two straight lines . Haha . We just run as she was far from us . Haha . Recess time we are supposed to meet Mr Raj but then he's not there . So we escape . After recess , Mr Raj wants to meet us again at 12.30pm . Haha . By the end of the day , we waited for Mr Raj . &amp; when he came , he ask us to go home . Such a waste of time ! Haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school , me , nadEe , wawa , nas &amp;amp; ika went to Lot 1 . we search for red T-shirts , but all of it is not nice . Haha . Then we ate Ljs . Yummy ! haha . Wajihah had to home , we all also thought of going home , not me , but nas say she wants to go Westmall . we walk around there . OMG!ILOVETHEGLITTERGIRLS! haha . It's still early , so i went to nas house . &amp; ika go home by herself cause she's tired . I type for nas the AVA thingy . Haha . 5.50+ , i went home .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here . Need to do my homework . &amp;amp; then go out with my friends later to celebrate my BIRTHDAY !! haha . (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113780597264938349?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113780597264938349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113780597264938349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113780597264938349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113780597264938349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/01/terrible.html' title='terrible'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113750319778723530</id><published>2006-01-17T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T06:51:38.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>married ?</title><content type='html'>aiyoh ?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha . i know !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make life easier ,&lt;br /&gt;i marry all of you !&lt;br /&gt;hahah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now NO MORE COMPLAINS !&lt;br /&gt;haha . stop it !&lt;br /&gt;NASYITA , WAJIHAH , NADIAH &amp; SHAFIKA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okae ??&lt;br /&gt;all don't need quarrel anymore !&lt;br /&gt;&amp; pls don't scold me for playing-timer !&lt;br /&gt;haha . love you all !! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but if you guys complain again , i will slaughter all of you one by one !&lt;br /&gt;SO BETTER WATCH OUT ! blerghs ! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113750319778723530?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113750319778723530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113750319778723530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113750319778723530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113750319778723530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/01/married.html' title='married ?'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113741015018377750</id><published>2006-01-16T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T03:05:40.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nasyita</title><content type='html'>heys !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is also for nasyita !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah . she complain ??&lt;br /&gt;so i need to write for her also !!&lt;br /&gt;hehs . actually i love you to death !!&lt;br /&gt;but i think i can marry you without nadiah's consent !&lt;br /&gt;lols . nadiah, i'm so sorry !!&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" love is not as high as mountain "&lt;br /&gt;&amp; " love is not as deep as sea "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah . guess where this quote comes from ! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113741015018377750?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113741015018377750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113741015018377750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113741015018377750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113741015018377750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/01/nasyita.html' title='nasyita'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113723466705950877</id><published>2006-01-14T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T03:12:55.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nadiah</title><content type='html'>this is for nadiah ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since she wants this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehs ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you NADIAH !!&lt;br /&gt;more than love if you want to know !!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha . marry me ?? pls love me too !&lt;br /&gt;i beg you !!&lt;br /&gt;i'm deeply in love with you !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply me nadiah !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113723466705950877?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113723466705950877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113723466705950877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113723466705950877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113723466705950877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/01/nadiah.html' title='nadiah'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113647184967154634</id><published>2006-01-05T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T06:40:01.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>started ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;school has started two days ago ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;FIRST DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get to know the form teacher . very fierce !! after recess, don't want go class . so thought of taking care of classes !! haha . class 1G , with nas ! there's a guy , char bo ?? MAD ! pray towards me !! woah ? i'm not you GOD okaes ?? &amp; keeps following where i go !! irritating ! whats wrong with his brain ?? haha . go bp before going home . back at home , sick &amp;amp;tired !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SECOND DAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also didn't go class . miss the lessons !! haha . wasted but nvm .. haha . still the same class . get to know them better . there's two cute guys !! haha . yet annoying ! haha . but they are too cute to be scolded . everytime i scold them , i will be smiling ! can't be mad at them ! lols . after recess , me &amp;wawa have to be in-charge-of the touch rugby . we have to shout at all four classes . scared they might not hear what we say , i shouted to two classes &amp;amp; wawa also shouted to two . &amp; they can hear me shout . i'm the refree to class 1C . they waste their time , &amp;amp;its not my problem, cause only two of them get to touch the rugby ball . then the rain come . before i forgot , before recess , we played colour blind !! &amp; geraldine say touch kenny . the guys all crowded around him . &amp;amp;me being so desprate to touch him , i just slap his hands . haha . he turns around , i just continue walking down the stage smiling !! haha . can't believe i did that ?? lols . i was very happy ytd !! OMG !! kk . lets continue with todays event . haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THIRD DAY , TODAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today , i'm taking care of the boys . &amp; they are the only so-noisy class that jessica come down to talk to them . mardhiana , shouted at them but they just keep on talking till ibrohim came . GOSH ! its the only two classes of boys !! btw . i got one new name , maggie !! haha .. invented by azumat &amp;amp;zulhilmi ! haha . i saw them play badminton .. &amp; woah ! azumat was trying to catch the shuttercock but he's just too short !! haha .. but its fun ! &amp;amp; zulhilmi , was good at badminton even though he's short ! lols . he was playing with fahmi . fahmi just couldn't catch it !! haha . assembly time , i got VERY , VERY , VERY , VERY BAD NEWS !!!!! wtf !! dont'want to talk about it !! jsust too sucky ! [mind my words] &amp; there's a long story behind that !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw this song is for the one &amp;amp;only person !! haha . :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113647184967154634?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113647184967154634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113647184967154634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113647184967154634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113647184967154634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2006/01/started.html' title='started ..'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113604217316033394</id><published>2005-12-31T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T08:32:00.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;55 more mins to a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw .. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE !!&lt;/span&gt; yeah !!! 2006 !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WELCOME EVERYONE TO A BRAND NEW YEAR !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye-bye 2005 !! gonna miss it sooner !! boohoo !!&lt;br /&gt;take care 2005 !! don't get lost in my mind lols .&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever !! this post is nonsense !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FOR YOU GUYS ;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may all of you enjoy the new year as much as i do .&lt;br /&gt;well, at least, i hope .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put the past behind .&lt;br /&gt;start afresh .&lt;br /&gt;start anew .&lt;br /&gt;no more grudges .&lt;br /&gt;live life HAPPY .&lt;br /&gt;you'll be glad .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113604217316033394?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113604217316033394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113604217316033394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113604217316033394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113604217316033394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-year.html' title='new year !!'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113592236199151924</id><published>2005-12-30T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T21:59:59.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;thx to nadEe for this song !! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113592236199151924?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113592236199151924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113592236199151924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113592236199151924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113592236199151924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/12/song.html' title='song..'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113498339998488393</id><published>2005-12-27T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T23:13:58.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>qns for 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. What did you do in 2005 that you'd never done before?&lt;br /&gt;- too many to mention !&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah ! hope so.&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;- ermm. my cousie.&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;- nahh. i don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;- the malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;- i got confidence. i wana buck up in my studies.&lt;br /&gt;7. What date from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;- 3 Dec. bbq for 1e.&lt;br /&gt;8. Whats your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;- being so idiotic !&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;- too sad to say it out.&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah. make me DIE !&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;- a santa ! haah !&lt;br /&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;- all the same ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;- haish..&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;- food &amp; stuffs ??&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;- nothing.&lt;br /&gt;16. What song(s) will always remind you of 2005?&lt;br /&gt;- i forgot the title !! its about me.&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;br /&gt;i. happier or sadder? both !&lt;br /&gt;ii. thinner or fatter? ermm. fatter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;iii. richer or poorer? not too rich and not too poor.&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;br /&gt;- pray for the best.&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;br /&gt;- nothing.&lt;br /&gt;20. How will you be spending your Christmas Holidays?&lt;br /&gt;- stay at home singing xmas song myself. lol.&lt;br /&gt;21. What was the most embarrassing thing that happened to you in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah. too many !&lt;br /&gt;22. Did you fall in love in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;- of course !&lt;br /&gt;24. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;- ZOE 101 !!&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah. still the same !&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;- haha !! books !! about the relationship with a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;27. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;- no idea.&lt;br /&gt;28. What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;- MONEY !!&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you want and not get?&lt;br /&gt;- the person tht i want but end up getting the wrong ones !&lt;br /&gt;30. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;- forgotten !&lt;br /&gt;31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005?&lt;br /&gt;- i don't even if i'm me ??&lt;br /&gt;32. What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;- that idiotic thing. haha. CONFIDENTIAL. lols.&lt;br /&gt;33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;- the cinderella.. you know ??&lt;br /&gt;34. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;- no idea !&lt;br /&gt;35. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;- my old, old frends !!&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;- nas, nadee, wawa, ika &amp;amp; fizzo&lt;br /&gt;37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;- i learn nothing except being so, so.. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;38. Quote a song that sums up your year.&lt;br /&gt;- so sick of love song !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113498339998488393?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113498339998488393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113498339998488393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113498339998488393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113498339998488393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/12/qns-for-2005.html' title='qns for 2005'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113517747783794274</id><published>2005-12-21T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T07:04:37.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet !!</title><content type='html'>fun !! haha. yesterday went chalet. wawa invited us. got to know her cousins &amp; friends. buut i don't even know who is her cousin and who is her friends. first, i meet nadee below her blk. then we take MRT to go there. we don't care even if we are lost ! haha. :) wawa was there with her cousin i think. we walk outside the chalet first. at ard 2+, wawa's connection and us go to ecape theme park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we ride the wild and wet. it's the first time i went there, so i don't know much about it at first. i ride with nadee. when there's a slide, we shouted. the second slide, i shouted as if i saw a ghost. haha. the second was inverter. actually i was afraid of taking that ride. but when i'm on the ridem i feel like there's nothing happening. haha. we, wawa, nadee and me, were the only one that shout out there. like as if we're mad !! haha. we are mad. right ?? lols. the next one was, haunted house. haha. its really scary !! i was the first to go in. &amp;amp; when the ghost was about to appear in front of me, nadee push me to the ghost. i did hug that freaking ghost !! haha. actyally i thought it was the couples but when i look up, the ghost make the scary sound. we couldn't even walk properly. haha. me &amp; wawa went inside two times !! haha. it was freaking scary !! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; then we took the flipper. haha !! i love flipper the most !! we take the ride more than three times. it was fun also !! at first i sit beside nadee. i screamed like a mad woman. nadee was laughing beside me. as i was screaming, suddenly i cannot shout and i stop. haha. nadee was laughing all the way. the second time i sit alone. wawa sit beside nadee. wawa was screaming at nadee's ear. haha. sitting alone was fun too !! haha. third time, sit beside aisyah [ spelling ?? ]. it was great also. we all shout together. anyways. the person thats in-charge of flipper say that we're kanchong ! haha. great that he knows that. lols. the forth time, i sit beside wawa. i was about to go death after the ride. nadee's mum called her phone &amp; it was vibrating on wawa's leg. haha. we were laughing really hard this time. haha !! wawa's mum ask us to went back to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we eat the bbq chicken, prawn [ nadee ate ] &amp;amp; many more. me and nadee were about to go home, then there's someone's birthday. so there's a brithday cake. and we eat it. then we go home. actually we're suppose to take the taxi, then we plan to keep the money and ride the MRT. haha. evil us !! when i'm in the MRT. i was about to sleep than i feel like as if i'm on the flipper. haha. idiotic woman !! lols. when i reach home, i just close one eyes and off to bed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113517747783794274?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113517747783794274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113517747783794274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113517747783794274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113517747783794274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/12/chalet.html' title='chalet !!'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113418869171844601</id><published>2005-12-10T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T21:18:30.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp !</title><content type='html'>just came back from camp yesterday. its a three days, two nights. first day, me and wawa went to school together. nas and nadee came late as they were taking their exam. the game was quite fun. the food was tasteless !! yucks ! can't remember the rest of that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, woke up at 5+. nas woke me up.. and i was still sleepy ! exercise ! my leg was cramp after that ! &amp; it still hurt now ! about the food all all three days, not nice !! :( nas with her jerry ! haha. actuall tom and jerry !! the mouse and the cat !! lols. the whole day with atctivities !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day is the last day ! took pics. before that we were ask to lie down in the hall. wawa, nadee, nas and sab put their heads on my body !! haha. then we go ljs. we eat !! long time didn't eat there !! lols. yummy !! ika follow us !! long time didn't see her ! lols. her hair long already !! haha. till here. byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113418869171844601?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113418869171844601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113418869171844601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113418869171844601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113418869171844601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/12/camp.html' title='camp !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113369736705453078</id><published>2005-12-04T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T03:26:20.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bbq was so damn fun !</title><content type='html'>i will never ever forget yesterday event ! it was so fun ! even though most of them didn't appear. haha. but the ones that came were all the sporting types !! haha. we shouted at night. we even run all around the basketball court !! first was girl catch the boy and next us the boys catch the girls. they caught us very fast. so tiring catching boys ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the malays make the food and the chinese, some of them, brought plates, water, spoon &amp; forks, etc.. it was great !! haha. i love 1e !! hehs. damn fun !! lols. at the end we heard ghost stories.. &amp;amp; the story i don't understand. haha. there were two at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. first nadee, wawa and fizzo went to lot 1 shopping centre to buy food.. i came in late. haha. sorry ! then nadee's mother help us a lot too ! :) her father sent us there. when we reached there, i need to go to the toilet. me, nadee and fizzo walk all the way to bangkit. fizzo bought what he was suppose to buy. then, when we reach back to the bbq pit, fizzo light up the fire. the malays help him. the food was tasty !! haha. i ate most of the chicken wings !! lols. after that, me and nadee played basketball with the guys. haha. it was fun !! we played iceman, catching, and many more.. lols. haha. we went home at 10++. i reach home at 10.50. haha. i brought home four chicken wings ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a lot fun !! really gonna miss yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113369736705453078?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113369736705453078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113369736705453078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113369736705453078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113369736705453078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/12/bbq-was-so-damn-fun.html' title='bbq was so damn fun !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113315766726499081</id><published>2005-11-28T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:01:07.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright !! he's not here !! nope. it's actually both of them aren't here !! my bro and him. haish. my bro's going mount kinabalu !! and here i am missing him !! i almost cried when he's about to leave. i too miss my boy. :( i guess now my bro's on the plane. hope he went there and reach home safely !! really miss him ! the moment i woke up, my bro was ready. and i don't know what i'm supposed to do. haish. he's my closest siblings after all !! can't lose him !! he's back on saturday !! no way !! that's a long period !! can't be too happy !! haish. :( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MISS YOU BRO !!&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/15108373-113315766726499081?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113315766726499081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113315766726499081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113315766726499081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113315766726499081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/sad.html' title='sad !!'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113307736831908722</id><published>2005-11-27T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T23:42:48.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>he's going tmr.</title><content type='html'>bored !! bored !! haha. no. i should not laugh !! lols. he's going tomorrow morning !! haish. so fast !! no ! too fast !! nahh !! anyway it's still fast ! four days later he comming back ?? haish. see !! 4 days is like 4 years to me !! ahhhhhh !! can't forget him cos i love him !! it's true !! haha. well good luck tomorrow !! reach there and come back safely !! thats what i want .. nothing else. yeah !! thats all !! :) love him very much. he can't sms me !! his hp &lt;em&gt;rosak&lt;/em&gt; !! idiot phone !! lols. kay. byes. love him !! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113307736831908722?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113307736831908722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113307736831908722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113307736831908722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113307736831908722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/hes-going-tmr.html' title='he&apos;s going tmr.'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113301669583744482</id><published>2005-11-26T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T06:51:35.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss someone dearly !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;didn't talk to him very long time !! haish. it's actully two days ! :( where is he ? miss him !! badly !! :( i mean its like two years he didn't do his thing ! sad !! :( very sad ! anyways. i'm missing many things at the same time ! first is him ! second is our class !! dear 1e !! i remember that when Mr. Sidiq turns to the whiteboard, we started moving around to change seats ! haha. that was very fun ! actually our form teacher was outside the class. and we couldn't change seats yet !! haha. every lesson we change our seats !! except for English which our form teacher teaches us !! i wish i could take pictures of us !! i mean every movement we made !! or even video 1e from the start of the year till the end ! haha. weird isn't it ?? lols. haish. 1e still remains in our hearts !! it is so-very-sad to be seperated !! :( there's also this &gt;&gt; while our form teacher was very angry at us, wawa burst out her laughter. and our form teacher, was about to laugh but she hold it back !! haha. that was funny too !! our class is dramatic in such ways !! :) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next thing is my old friends. haha. we keep in touch somehow. and now i lost her no !! gosh !! terrible. but i still have another one. haha. ask her for her no. haha. just understand it !! lols. the third thing is that !! and the forth thing is all those friends and godsis even though they really aren't my real sis. esp. wawa, nass, nadee, ika, nian ting and many more !! this song ?? i don't know if it's nice to you guys. haha. just listen to it !! the lyrics is there as usual ! haha. miss them all !! anyways. i miss him !! :( i can't wait for the first day of school !! haha. really can't !! just like him saying that !! lols. well, one summer is gonna be gone !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113301669583744482?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113301669583744482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113301669583744482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113301669583744482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113301669583744482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/miss-someone-dearly.html' title='miss someone dearly !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113249273540455665</id><published>2005-11-21T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:20:01.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN ! lols.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;had fun yesterday ! lols. went out at 2+ with ika and nadee. play roller blade ! haha. so fun ! noo. at first went to hafiz [clown] house. nadee wants to give DVD to him ! me and ika was very thirsty. and we make him bring water down. haha. the cute part was when we had given him the DVD.. he was rubbing his eyes non-stop ! haha. he stand outside the lift. and suddenly the lift closes itself and go up. he missed the lift ! lols. anyways his having open-house ! we didn't go up of course !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we play roller blade again below nadee's blok. very fun ! hahaha. nadee was always thinking negatively ! we were trying to put oil on the wheel of roller blade.. and she was thinking.. what if a person who had just smoking threw the ciggrates at the oil ? hahaha. the whole blok will be burnt down ! lols. whatever ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum called asking me to go home. ika follow me back home and nadee was left alone in her house. so sad. ika came to my house. she played the computer while i talk on the phone with nadee. haha. everytime i talk to nadee, i will be laughing ! she likes to make people laugh thats why ! haha. ika stayed till 7.45 ?? i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. today's jon b'dae ! so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY UNBEATABLE 17 B'DAE TO YOU JONATHAN !&lt;/span&gt; good luck for his o lvls ! to that someone. i've written him a testi already ! haha. so read up that testi after he'd accepted it ! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113249273540455665?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113249273540455665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113249273540455665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113249273540455665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113249273540455665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/fun-lols.html' title='FUN ! lols.'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113241391633169391</id><published>2005-11-19T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T07:25:16.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>horoscope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You're used to being in total control of your daily schedule, aren't you? Well, that probably hasn't been the case for the past three weeks. The good news is that, as of today, it will be far easier for you to make your way through your agenda -- in fact, if you give it a day or so, you may actually be able to make your appointments -- as will the folks you're set to meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. my horoscope. it's about wedding ?? lols. &amp; something anout parents ?? haha. kay. that part i kind of understand ! haha. whatever. anyways. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN HOROSCOPE ?&lt;/span&gt; ppl pls tell me whether to believe it or not. after having a nice warm chat with ika and jerome.. but jerome's not there [ lols ], he did msg me bck ! i'm not pissed off anymore ! haha. i don't have to worry so much ! but i still have to worry about him ! feel kind of bored now ! not everyone is online. the only person to chat is just syafiq. ahhhhhhhh !!!! i'm so damn bored ! today is a bored day ! nope ! actually it's &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;'HOLIDAYS IS A BAD DAY !'&lt;/span&gt; yes it is !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss him very badly ! i ask syafiq to make me understand it. lols. he says ; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;it means that you used to have control in almost everyting u do. then, suddenly u feel like everything's gone wrong. and if u give yourself time to make the arrangements u need for your life and dreams, u might just get evreything back to normal, like the people your going to meet in future. &lt;/span&gt;okay that sounds likely the same !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now.. i'm asking jon ! lol. ahhhhhhh ! forget it ! today ? i'm making goals ? nahh ! watever ! getting late. btw thx everyone ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113241391633169391?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113241391633169391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113241391633169391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113241391633169391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113241391633169391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/horoscope.html' title='horoscope'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113239728844366742</id><published>2005-11-19T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T02:48:08.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilary Duff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey ! like i care if you guys don't like her. whatever it is.. i still like her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113239728844366742?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113239728844366742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113239728844366742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113239728844366742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113239728844366742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/hilary-duff_19.html' title='Hilary Duff'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113224275581445951</id><published>2005-11-17T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T07:52:35.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored !</title><content type='html'>haish. reply him.. he's sleeping soundly. lol. can't sleep turn out to be sleeping. so bored ! and guess what ? wawa played a trick on me ! she says she's ... noo. i can't say it. fake ! really make me panic ! well, who knows its true ?? i think i'll stop here. sleepy now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113224275581445951?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113224275581445951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113224275581445951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113224275581445951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113224275581445951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/bored.html' title='bored !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113198308731279203</id><published>2005-11-14T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T08:32:41.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new outfit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah ! i got new hp. the number is exactly the same as last time. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;[to those who knows my hp no. dun tell anyone else. thx.]&lt;/span&gt; i remember some of my friends number. his number ?? of course i remember. it 69 not 68. haha. i love him. i woke up today at 11+ so sleepy. then went to school to buy books. damn heavy. i thought i was about to break my neck. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home. many people online ! yeah ! so not so bored. anyways. he's online too. that's why not very bored. 4.30 i went to my cousin house. so fun to be with her around ! tmr is her graduation night. so i went to her house and choose for her clothes. went home at 6+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 7+ i went to IMM ! i saw moon, no cresent, and star. the first thing i remember is ika. i don't know why. she likes stars just like me thats why. the others i don't know. i took MRT there. i look outside. the scenery is beautiful at night ! woah ! :) reach IMM buy my brother new shoes. very nice. i thought i want to buy the same brand of the shoes. VANS ! i think i'll stop here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113198308731279203?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113198308731279203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113198308731279203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113198308731279203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113198308731279203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-outfit.html' title='new outfit'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113190056570639187</id><published>2005-11-14T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T08:50:43.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes ! i did it !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;its midnight right ? i'm not asleep yet ! i miss him thats why i can't sleep ! ): &amp;amp; bored. he always says what to do ?? i just reply him .. i dunoe. haha. i think he's bored of my 'i dunoe'. i just dunoe thats why i say i dunoe. haha. lame right ? tmr i'm going to school to buy books. with my mum. i guess she knows about my realationship with him. when he say he love me, my mum was there. don't be shy kays ? haha. she just happen to be beside me. anyways. i didn't notice that she's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played the comp in the morning for 3 4 hrs ?? and now i played again. my parents were not at home anyway.at 4+ i called ika and ask her should i call him ? she say yes. but before that, i ask jaliza first, she says call him if you dare. actually .. i did and dare call that number but turns out to be the wrong number. instead of 9..69... i called 9..68... haha. i'm very paiseh ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody in the house is asleep !! let them sleep. let me have peace ! last night i slept at 1am ? yah. i can't sleep !haish. now i still can't sleep. nobody's online. what am i suppose to do now ? ika says if she's got nothing to do in the comp, she will search for blogskins. but why should i find a new one when this blogskin is simple. haish. i think i know what to do. i'll stare at his pics ! haha. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113190056570639187?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113190056570639187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113190056570639187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113190056570639187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113190056570639187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/yes-i-did-it.html' title='yes ! i did it !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113178654639487119</id><published>2005-11-12T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T02:43:15.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>he's mine !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel a bit better now ! :) he's going there for only four days. yeah ! ;) i love him very much ! my blog song is really nice ! hehs. the reason is because he doesn't want to be seperated. me too ! i'm really crazy over him ! i'm glad i accept him ! i'm with him for three weeks i guess. i better don't count the days. (: i think about him every second, every minute, every hour, everyday !! the things you said will always be in my mind ! and i can't let go of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody's online ! so bored ! haish. shafika and nasyita. both didn't online. kay. nvm. i'm off. bye ! :( miss him badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113178654639487119?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113178654639487119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113178654639487119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113178654639487119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113178654639487119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/hes-mine.html' title='he&apos;s mine !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113171779501205821</id><published>2005-11-11T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T23:04:18.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life without him !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;my life without him is dull ! wish he's with me everyday ! haish. that needs to get an aproval from his parents. ): where is he now ?? i've been waiting the whole day for him to online. syafiq says he did online in the morning. that is so dumb of me not to online in the morning ! ): did he ever miss me ? the world of mine is very silence without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ika and nas went to school for 1a camp. why must it be only 1a ?? why not the whole level ?? idiot school. anyways. after this i've got nothing to do. and i've been hearing the song dillema by nelly and kelly rowland. the song is very nice. it's like me and him. watever ! it's 9.45pm. by 10.40 i need to offline. ): i heard this song in mtv. i was about to cry and then my cousin sang that song at me. and i cried even more. he saw me crying and just say 'he's still in the world.. just stop imagining things and everything is gonna be alright.' of coz he say it in malay. he knows what's happening in my world. he's the only cousin that is very close to me. he's a guy. smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss him badly !!! :( i will always think about him no matter what i do. i still feel very low. anyway.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/1600/beachsunset9eq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4449/1388/320/beachsunset9eq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;is this sunset beautiful ? that's my dream ! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113171779501205821?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113171779501205821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113171779501205821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113171779501205821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113171779501205821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/life-without-him.html' title='life without him !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113168970021377307</id><published>2005-11-11T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T22:56:26.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still missing him !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;still can't get over it. haish. i'm gonna miss him ! two weeks is forteen days ! that is a long period ! :( but i don't know what's the date. i only know it's december. he shouldn't have told me yet. very sad. my cousin, a boy, came to my house. he talks on the phone very long. and i didn't get to call nadiah ! he sings on the phone. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about him. i just miss him. i can't live without a love from him. haish. :( he's not in singapore. can't chat in msn. :/ just pray he will go there and reach home safely ! i don't want anything but him !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113168970021377307?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113168970021377307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113168970021377307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113168970021377307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113168970021377307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/still-missing-him.html' title='still missing him !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113162052831036000</id><published>2005-11-10T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T03:04:44.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i promise i won't let go of you !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;the moment his there, my face is smiling ! haha. i ask him what uf his mom got scold him ? he said no but his mom said that i'm pretty. haha. i don't think so. he's lying. :( haish. there should be a story behind every question right ? frm morning till now, i was waiting for him and he did online. yeah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talk at 4+ till 6.30 i guess ?? haish. i'm in low mood now. but i will still right. :( does he miss me ? does he think about me ? i might not know the ans. but he knows it. one thing about him. some of his question .. i simply don't understand. hehs. he want to look at my face. there he go ! nice pic. perfect from 1k4. i name it for her. nice right ? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly he said that he's going to KL. i cried a bit. he ask me something. what thing does he wants me to bring back ? i say i want him to go there and reach home safely because i don't want to lose another person anymore ! no more pls ! god will decide it. haish. ask me if you want to know more. :) :( my mood now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113162052831036000?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113162052831036000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113162052831036000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113162052831036000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113162052831036000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-promise-i-wont-let-go-of-you.html' title='i promise i won&apos;t let go of you !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113161017582533604</id><published>2005-11-10T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T03:11:24.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just love this song, cradle by atomic kittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. go out jalan raye with nass, ika, jaliza, fitri, nadia, nabilah, fahrain [my love], adhika, hafiz and muhammad. of coz there's an idiot, anand. he sux man ! go to hell ! he came my house say my sis face stoink ! my brother heard him saying that. he was very angry ! now i see. my brother cares about his siblings. anan knows what to say to people but himself ? his face is oval. looks like an idiot ! excuse me little guy, nobody is perfect kays ! get that fact right anand ! yucks ! :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after they come to my house, we went to jaliza house. small but very nice ! my hair is coming out so i ask her for gel. next we went to nadia's house ! omg. so big and very very nice ! superb man !we ate mee ! they were struggling for food. but i wasn't ! lol. then we went to nabilah's house. her house blk is the same as fahrain. we hear the song from don't know who's hp. telebabies. so funny. yeah ! we went to fahrain's house ! small but very perfect ! lol. then. i was watching the tv in her house then his mother ask who's farah ? they pointed out at me ! i was shocked. i have this feeling. what if his mother don't like me ?? i'm really scared. i don't want to lose him. like last year ! haish. :( he said his mother know about our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to zhafran [spelling rite ?] house. his's small brother so cute ! haha. his big sister very tall ! i don't have a watch so i don't know what time is it. so we went to muhammad house ?? yeah. i sit beside fahrain. in his house the guys play the guys things. i don't have money to board the bus. so fahrain give me $1. i keep the one dollar coin ! haha. i use other coin instead. clever of me ! haha. thirty minute ? 1 hour ? we are at muhammad house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at fitri house we ate spagghetti. the spelling right ? haha. very nice ! we watch white chicks. so funny. the house is full of laughter. lol. hear come the bad news. fahrain's mother msg him, i guess ?? he needs. to go home. only adhika house we haven't go yet. maybe on tuesday ? haish. the moment i step off from the bus. i cried a bit. trying not to let a tear drop. haish. i keep thinking of him every second, every minute, every day ! it's true ! haish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. me and ika stay late till 10+. haha. we sit under my opposite blk. no. before that. we walk like thirty minutes. we saw cresent and stars. ika was funny. she says that day she saw a cresent and a star. the first thing came to mind is the mosque. lol. craps ! then we continue by sitting down, chatting. so nice ! haish, how i wish everyday's life is like that. :D it's the first time i came out with friends till late at night. i'm happy yesterday night !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. i can't let go off him ! he's mine ! no other love can replace my heart except him. since yesterday, i've been thinking rubbish ! maybe this rubbish might come true. :( nobody know what will happen till we know the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113161017582533604?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113161017582533604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113161017582533604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113161017582533604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113161017582533604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113133692599658231</id><published>2005-11-07T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T20:15:26.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hair again !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;guess what ? i cut my hair again yesterday ! haha. this time cannot tie my hair ! if i tie, some of the hair will come out ! lucky it's not thick! haha. and i like it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i go jalan raya with my cousin ! got money ! yeah ! but my money will be gone by the end of november because my mother keeps using it ! now i'm left with $60 ! i don't want to buy the things that i wanted to buy ! better save it ! haish. but tmr i will go out again ! with my family not others ! yeah ! most of my cousin live very far from me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, my parents not at home. they went Johor ! only me and my big brother stay at home ! i'm given only two hours to use it. then, it's his turn back. start ar 11.45 p.m. end at 1.45pm. the time very little. guys ?!? when are you guys going out ? remember to call me !!! i want money ! haha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113133692599658231?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113133692599658231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113133692599658231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113133692599658231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113133692599658231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/hair-again_07.html' title='hair again !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113118880211709121</id><published>2005-11-05T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T03:06:42.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hair ! damn !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;cut my hair just now at 2plus. not nice ! but i like the way they cut ! COOL ! haha. just now it is straight but after i rinse it .. it's like a  bomb had just landed on it ! haish. i just hate me hair ! wish i have a normal hair ! it's kind of shorter. but still thick ! i rather rebond me hair ! this time i trim my hair at lot 1 .. can't remember the name of the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw. i just came back from my closest cousin. only me and my bro go. but then, my idiotic brother wants to go home ! it's all because of the computer ! he wants to play it ! if not, i would be having fun at her house ! fcuk ! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113118880211709121?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113118880211709121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113118880211709121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113118880211709121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113118880211709121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/hair-damn.html' title='hair ! damn !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113111797303461910</id><published>2005-11-04T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T20:20:25.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss him !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm missing him badly ! i even dream at him ! dreaming means that you're missing that person to the core ! sometimes i can't even sleep ! this is the first time i'm having this feeling ! haish ! but i keep telling myself that next year i can see him every day coz he's in the same class, which is 2D. yeah ! i think i shld stop here. luv him forever and ever ! hehs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113111797303461910?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113111797303461910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113111797303461910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113111797303461910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113111797303461910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/miss-him.html' title='miss him !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113101313037287984</id><published>2005-11-03T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T21:00:47.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>slamat hari raya !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;today muslims celebrate hari raya ! yeah ! got money ! haha. i want many money ! MONEY FACE ! hehs. my family cannot go out today because many people are coming to my house ! my house NOW is still crowded with human beings. i love hari raye ! it's because of money ! btw. i'm missing him to the core ! his images are going ard my head ! cannot forget him ! damn ! i want to see him now ! gosh ?! there's still one more person that didn't arrive my house from just now and she is my grandmother ! i miss her too ! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;btw. want to see my boy ?? haha. if don't want, then don't see ! but you see already ! hehs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y245/angelique-litlle-angel/menhim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y245/angelique-litlle-angel/menhim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he's cute ! right ?? miss him loads ! ' yah2 ! watever ! ' i know you guys will say that ! right ? i don't care what people say about us ! as long as we're happy, there's nothing that can pull us apart ! love him to the max ! i don't want to say any more ! wish him good luck in everything he does ! yerp ! anyways. next year we will be in the same class ! yeah ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113101313037287984?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113101313037287984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113101313037287984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113101313037287984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113101313037287984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/slamat-hari-raya.html' title='slamat hari raya !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113093711997229473</id><published>2005-11-02T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T03:04:51.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>say goodbye to 1e 'o5 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y245/angelique-litlle-angel/1E2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y245/angelique-litlle-angel/1E2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last goodbye to 1e ! even though we are seperated, our heart and soul is still there for 1e ! it has been a wonderful year for 1e ! but now it''s time to be seperated ! ): we are gonna miss the laughter, scolding, noise, our untidy class, dramas.. etc. there's still many things that can't be erase in my heart ! it's our dear 1e ! how i wish 1e still remains ! next year we will all be in the same class. but too bad we are seperated ! haish ! i'm gonna list out all their names !&lt;br /&gt;i'll begin from the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Students ;&lt;br /&gt;Ye Wei - brilliant ! he loves to ask questions !&lt;br /&gt;Ying Jie - quiet ! but when he's with Eric .. he's not !&lt;br /&gt;Ka Hian - can say stubborn. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Long Sheng - always get scolding from maths teacher. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Eric - many things to say but i will say some of it ; he's clever in DnT. my partner too ! english period, very loud ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Favian - cannot sit properly ! also very talkative.&lt;br /&gt;Sebastian - he likes art ! i like his drawings. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Angie - can be a good girl if she didn't mix with other bad companies.&lt;br /&gt;Angela - she teaches me chinese ! my chinese improves ! craps. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Wajihah - same class with her ! loves to laugh and she's a bookworm ! clever in most of her subject ! better than me. hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Naqiah - can keep secrets ! but i didn't tell her any of my secrets ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Nadiah - whenever she's bored, she will call me or the other way round ! she's crazy. best buddies with wajihah. likes to go out with her ! she's fun !&lt;br /&gt;Terence - he resembles a guy in west spring but next year his not there ! ): he's cute ! whenever he's sad, people will always be there for him ! he's my borther ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz - the only malay guy that is close to us ! can be trusted !he likes to crack jokes ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;Jhi Shen - he's pevertic ! he teaches me all the pevert things ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Jia Bin - he like maths just like me ! hehs. expert maths !&lt;br /&gt;Martin - he's kinda irritating but cute ! actually it's not us who's irritated, but it's those chinese guys ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Denneth - he sits beside me. he likes to draw smiley face ! haha. :) there you go denneth !&lt;br /&gt;Mark - he's kind ! friendly. sometimes blur like me ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;there's me.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Clare - we call her pig ! haha. she's clever indeed !&lt;br /&gt;Winnie - my big sis ! haha. she's friendly. she is the person i first be friend with in the beginning of the year !&lt;br /&gt;Joey - nahh ! she's attitude ! haha. but she's friendly though !&lt;br /&gt;Jessica - the prettiest girl in 1e ' o5 !&lt;br /&gt;Yuen Leng - she soft-spoken like me ! hehs. i used to saw her in bus last year ! haha. she's pretty ! her art is also good !&lt;br /&gt;Lay Ling - god ! she change her attitude ! keeps touching her hair !&lt;br /&gt;May Cheng - she's likely the same as Lay Ling but is only that she quiet in the inside but loud outside ! she cute too ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Tok - seldom come to school.&lt;br /&gt;Shi Yi - my godsis ! she's great !&lt;br /&gt;En Wei - our vice chairman ! she's pretty too ! hehs.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Quan - GAY ! haha. no lahs. he's friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Hui Chin - she can change her mood any time. haha. but she's a cheerful person !&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Ng - my soulmate ! haha. i've been wishing her good luck all this while !&lt;br /&gt;Hui Ling - she's friendly.&lt;br /&gt;Nian Ting - she used to pinch my cheeks ! haha. she's cute too ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers [most not in the picture];&lt;br /&gt;Miss Chuah - our form teacher ! she's not gonna teach us anymore ! ):&lt;br /&gt;Miss Narimah - teaches us art but after the June holidays, she has to go for NIE !&lt;br /&gt;Miss Zurainah - taking place Miss Narimah ! her art is marvellous !&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lau - maths teacher from term 1 to term 3. yeah ? i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Lee - maths teacher too. teahes not even 1 term. but we still treasure her teachings.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Ng - he teaches us maths also ! we pass all because of him and another one.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Saddiq - maths teacher too ! always stare at us, malays.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Shahidah - yucks ! never ever gonna appreciate her teachings ! malay teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Marina - i love her ! haha. H.E !&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lye - next year still teaching us ! haha. DnT&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kan - history. actuall i can understand his teachings if only i concentrate ! anyways. i love history !&lt;br /&gt;Ms Siti - simply don't understand her geo teachings. i will never pass my geo ! haish. ):&lt;br /&gt;literature teacher i forgot. haha. only one i rmb who is Mrs Yip aka yip yip hooray ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see i can still rmb all those in 1e ! i'm gonna treasure them deep in my heart ! whenever there's somebody with bad feelings, a shoulder is there for them to lean on. there will always be hands for us to stand strong ! if they cried a finger is there to wipe of those tears! 1e's heart is brave through all fears ! images of us are all ard my head ! but the time is out of order for us, 1e ! :( no matter what, 1e is still in us, guys ! 1e miss 1e !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113093711997229473?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113093711997229473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113093711997229473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113093711997229473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113093711997229473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/say-goodbye-to-1e-o5.html' title='say goodbye to 1e &apos;o5 !'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113081538121591947</id><published>2005-11-01T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T00:22:54.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>d.e.e.p.a.v.a.l.i.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;today is a happy deepavali. tmr is the last day of our fasting ! yeah ! guess what ? my stomach is yelling for food ! haha. btw. my cousin, Nur Humairah came to my house. she's weird ! her laughter is likely the same as Wajihah. haha. she's the only cousin that always come to my house ! haha. it's fun to be with her ! yeah !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually today want to go school but deepavali celebration .. we decided not. ): but we are going tmr. with nadiah wajihah n shafika ! after that we go somewhere else. so bored if stay at home ! lalala. not much to update. btw. i want money ! haha. money face ! hehs. this time. i will safe the money ! pay back to whom i borrow ! kay lahs. i gtg. byes !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113081538121591947?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113081538121591947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113081538121591947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113081538121591947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113081538121591947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/11/deepavali.html' title='d.e.e.p.a.v.a.l.i.'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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-15108373.post-113074668744787890</id><published>2005-10-31T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T00:18:07.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o.u.t.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah ! finally can go out ! haha. bored to death staying at home ! btw. this past few days .. i'm very busy. i tidy up my room ! nahh ! i clean almost the whole house ! it's because i'm the only one in the family whose not fasting ! so unfair !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my room is clean ! as usual ! haha. i'm used to vacuum the room three times a day ! morning .. if i'm at home. afternoon at about three. and at night at seven. my room is anti-ants ! haha. no ants ! i think my house not much ants ! yeah ! what you guys have to do if you a room like mine is to keep it clean all the times ! make sure there's no hair on the floor ! and NO EATING ! haha. but still i eat in my room ! idiot me ! haha. no lahs. if you want to eat .. you have to vacuum again ! haha. but better still DON'T ! what am i ? haha. you don't need me to tell you all this right ? haha. nvm. just follow my steps and it's alright ! hehs. no regrets ! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haish ! this few days .. i've got so many feelings ! don't want to write it down ! :( it's hard ! yawn ! now i'm feeling sleepy but after resting i feel like i'm not myself ! see. i don't even get myself ! lala. haish. damn !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i shall stop here. i'm getting very lonely now ! watever ! kay lahs. byes ! to everyone ! happy holidays ! tk cr !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15108373-113074668744787890?l=unseentears-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/feeds/113074668744787890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15108373&amp;postID=113074668744787890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113074668744787890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15108373/posts/default/113074668744787890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unseentears-.blogspot.com/2005/10/out.html' title='o.u.t.'/><author><name>farahazureen</name><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>
