<?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-7980635888573157928</id><updated>2011-09-28T17:21:58.815-07:00</updated><category term='me-amalina mohamad saim'/><title type='text'>when thoughts are disclosed</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-5346076213249950450</id><published>2011-05-24T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:13:17.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>free</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;i have done my sentences,&lt;br /&gt;so i deserve to enjoy every bit of freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i am not an ex-convict, hello...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-5346076213249950450?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/5346076213249950450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2011/05/free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5346076213249950450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5346076213249950450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2011/05/free.html' title='free'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-4046760324883025847</id><published>2011-04-16T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T09:03:03.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deutschland...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;i confided to my family about my wish to further my study in germany n my dad went cynical and was like 'r u serious? who's going to pay all the fees n stuff?' n i was taken aback n disappointed about him not showing his support to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;daddy, i will work hard n save up much much money to afford myself in germany...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mummy, i will make myself become fluent in german...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; die ende&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4046760324883025847?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-872527062115860298</id><published>2010-12-29T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T07:41:41.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that was quite a match...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Alhamdulillah, malaysia won..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think the goal keeper really nailed it..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he can be the second manuel neuer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;enough said.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iam really proud.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-872527062115860298?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-1020385163106514574</id><published>2010-12-28T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T06:35:09.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the only thing i think is YOU...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;the saying 'when u tried ur best but u dont succeed' is really killing me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iam scared if it doesn't go on my way..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iam scared that this thing doesnt do any justice to me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've been after this one big thing for the whole year..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now iam trying my best n i know i deserve to win..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Allah i seek for your mercy..please guide me whenever i seem to be lost, n please guide me whenever i am in the right track so that i dont cross the line.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-1020385163106514574?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/1020385163106514574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/12/only-thing-i-think-is-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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you</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'll take them to places that they have not been to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll buy them fancy cars,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'll build them a mansion,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i know they dont really need pricey things and money, all they need is love. all they need is having me by their side. but giving love isnt that much, but it will be thoughtful and nicer enough for me to spend some quids to make them happy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;insya Allah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4427109072525436335?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-617641159279101547</id><published>2010-11-16T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T08:16:52.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>negativity is killing me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hari ini, sy tolong mama masak sbb esok kan da nak raya haji. before that i made a promise to my mum that i would wake up earlier in the morning (memandangkan sy selalu bgn at 12pm juz because of i cant take a slightest temptation to go off bed). so i woke up at 9 am, feeling dizzy sebab mlm td tdo pkul 2.45 (was watching sundal bolong) n made myself go to the kitchen...kerja2 menggoreng dan memotong bawang, halia, n stuff pun da bermula....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mama really relied on me to help her prepare the meals disebabkan kakak2 sy pergi bekerja. ayah buat ketupat n it just left me n mama in the kitchen. sambil2 menggoreng ayam utk dibuat ayam kicap, sy pun ambil kesempatan utk makan breakfast iaitu pancakes from mcd yg dibeli oleh angah. entah mcm mana lps tu sy tiba2 rasa sakit perut..then i made an excuse from mama to go to the toilet.. next i took a shower n changed my clothes n tiba2 rasa mengantuk n terus landing kat katil...zzzzzzz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sy bgn pkul 2.05 pm dan fikir kerja masak ayam kicap x siap lg... i headed to the kitchen, feeling a pang of agony n annoyed... sy pun masak dlm keadaan x da mood. sampai bibik pun takut nak tegur..hahah dia pun terkejut tengok cara sy membaling bawang2 dlm periuk utk ditumis...tengah masak2, tiba2 kucing sy curi satu ketul ayam kat dapur, i was pissed n said the F word...n then i said S__T. wow..i supposed i should not have said the words so loud that everyone could hear the words.. i know everyone swears but i just crossed the line...i even made faces to my sister, just to let her know how tired i was doing all these stuff...i know what i did was wrong n i just could not help myself out. it just came out..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i thought, i was just making things up. i always make the smallest become the biggest...in the end, it turned out well n the lauk tasted really good n i could smile again. sy tahu sy x patut melepaskan kemarahan sy kat org lain..kita kena ikhlas buat sesuatu kan? n i learn from it..mistakes dont mean a thing if u dont regret them..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to my family, i really am sorry...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till then..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-617641159279101547?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/617641159279101547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/11/negativity-is-killing-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/617641159279101547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/617641159279101547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/11/negativity-is-killing-me.html' title='negativity is killing me..'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-777775535459754429</id><published>2010-11-11T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:57:04.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday lahmy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TNumScK6DFI/AAAAAAAAALs/MzBqjNYbo4M/s1600/35784_454768448312_748453312_5695714_3210272_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538203002511952978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TNumScK6DFI/AAAAAAAAALs/MzBqjNYbo4M/s320/35784_454768448312_748453312_5695714_3210272_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i once made a saying that not in a million years i would ever watch soccer or football because i found it annoying and was a stupid game. well it was ages ago. n now things have changed n i would never thought that i could be so into football thingy. it was all because of the 2010 world cup n i glued myself infront of the tv just to watch my favourite team which was germany (n still is germany) play the match even though it was 2-4 in the morning. i loved how they forfeited england n argentina n they were all just stunning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TNumR7gc9OI/AAAAAAAAALk/7MiVk5mor_s/s1600/37257_414674598323_816418323_4440185_7433602_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538202993743951074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TNumR7gc9OI/AAAAAAAAALk/7MiVk5mor_s/s320/37257_414674598323_816418323_4440185_7433602_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;lahm is cute isnt he? he really melts my heart (owh i sounded like a teeny bopper when seeing cute guys huh? did i?)...he's considered one of the best defenders in the world n is my favourite player. he doesnt score many for germany, but when he does, it goes whoooaaaa. he captained the germans at the world cup n i must say he did a good job. i still dont get it why they returned the arm band to ballack(: i still hope that lahm will stay as a captain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TNumRLHDlbI/AAAAAAAAALc/Ajuc-2Uf0js/s1600/36189_414671178323_816418323_4440084_7861962_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538202980752528818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TNumRLHDlbI/AAAAAAAAALc/Ajuc-2Uf0js/s320/36189_414671178323_816418323_4440084_7861962_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;its never too late to wish my favorite captain happy birthday. i hope he will score as many as he can. i cant wait to see him play at the next euro n world cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;philipp lahm ist der beste (am trying to learn german but learning it makes my mouth dry..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;till then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-777775535459754429?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/777775535459754429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-lahmy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/777775535459754429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/777775535459754429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-lahmy.html' title='happy birthday lahmy....'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TNumScK6DFI/AAAAAAAAALs/MzBqjNYbo4M/s72-c/35784_454768448312_748453312_5695714_3210272_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-828348701063223126</id><published>2010-10-31T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T09:34:17.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>who the hell are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know that blog is not a place to burst out any emotional or raging feeling but...i just cant help myself out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u r so annoying..please leave.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-828348701063223126?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/828348701063223126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/10/who-hell-are-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/828348701063223126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;i was like, huh? r u serious? does my kitten deserve to have that kind of name? ye la kan kucing kampung je, lain la kalau kucing parsi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;tapi apa salahnya kan?? suka hati i la nak nama apa untuk anak kucing i...as long as it reads DESIGNER CLOTHES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;till then, gute nacht (i love anthing that labels GERMANY-the language, philipp lahm, bayern munich, tokio hotel, n the list goes on.... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-5232216975734071399?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/5232216975734071399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/10/kucing-lagi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5232216975734071399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5232216975734071399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/10/kucing-lagi.html' title='kucing lagi...'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-4171668807920135884</id><published>2010-10-29T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:33:17.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im homeeeeeeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;sudah lama x update blog.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;iam trying so hard to make my fingers type something and whatever stuff that caught my eyes recently...so it wont be left out again....sorry blogku..it was never my intention to neglect u....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;so im home now...balik utk cuti 3 minggu...its weird though sbb x exam lagi n nanti kena blk upsi lagi utk exam... n tell me this - r u expecting me to STUDY at home??? im not sure coz there are tons of things yg saya betul2 enjoy nak wat kat umah n lupa nak study...then bile da abis exam cuti lagi 3 mgu!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i just indulged my dad by giving him belgian chocolate ice cream from haagen dazs that i bought just now....it was a pleasure by seeing daddy eat that ice cream...i dont care how much does it cost...as long as it makes my him happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;owh ade 1 lagi bekas ice cream x makan lagi...maybe nanti nak mkn dengan mummy plak...oopsss mummy da jealous....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;owh my kittens are soooo cute....cant wait to see them grow up...dan leh wat toilet training utk my kittens....x de la berak sepah2 kat rumah...nti kena buang dengan mama....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;kat rumah still kena masak n do other chores....x leh depends kat bibik je.... huuhuh...tp saya x kisah...asalkan dpat bahagiakan mama n ayah kat umah..saya nak masak sedap2....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;till then, bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4171668807920135884?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/4171668807920135884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-homeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4171668807920135884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4171668807920135884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-homeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.html' title='im homeeeeeeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3369864187687087777</id><published>2010-07-03T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T11:02:20.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that was superb</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i never thought that the germans could be soooo strong to win this game...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah as the saying goes 'forfeit the game before somebody else' n they did prove it....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n i cant believe that this world cup thingy really interests me to stick infront of the tv..something that i havent done before... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-3369864187687087777?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/3369864187687087777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/07/that-was-superb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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head..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;as long as i am called an audience, i have the rights to voice my opinion on a movie that i've watched which is "da nama BUDAK SETAN kenalah tonjolkan sikit ke SETANannya n there werent many scenes that showed the character of BUDAK SETAN" (frankly speaking)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but it was a good movie, walaupun saya rase banyak kelemahannya, n im not going to say much about this because iam not an expert in movies thingy neither i am a movie critic..just wanna say, kudos to all of them that were in that movie..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i just had a rush of blood to the head when i was watching a match between uruguay and korea..tak senang duduk saya dibuatnya bila tengok korea berhempas pulas nak jaringkan gol but in the end they lost to uruguay (2-1)... anyway...u guys did good job... u just made all asians be proud of you...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-8276125020311570407?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/8276125020311570407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/06/budak-setan-and-rush-of-blood-to-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8276125020311570407'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TCOZEok6HmI/AAAAAAAAALM/omAyvub-qpo/s1600/070809justinbieber2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486397075958144610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TCOZEok6HmI/AAAAAAAAALM/omAyvub-qpo/s320/070809justinbieber2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;well that's justin bieber n he's cute isnt he? he's waayyyyyyyy more younger than me n he's only 16. come to think of it i feel like im getting oldddd....ahhaha if i could be 15 again, i would have a big teenage crush on him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;he's the newest teen pop sensation after usher (he's his mentor), justin timberlake, nick carter back in the 90's n his songs are catchy n his song, one time keeps blaring in my eardrum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;just now, to my dismay, my nephews were singing 'baby, baby, baby oohhhhh..'. that was sweet huh?? i bet muaz learned that from school n aniq i never taught him that song but i guess he just listened that song from the radio.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;wow..how cool children nowadays are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4581558805859864188?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' 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width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TCOZEok6HmI/AAAAAAAAALM/omAyvub-qpo/s72-c/070809justinbieber2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-842550102829219821</id><published>2010-06-22T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:56:04.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>k stands for korea</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;the world is having a world cup fever..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i cant help myself to sneak out watching a match during my sleep time though am not an avid fan of football..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;n now am watching a match between korea n nigeria..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;n i choose korea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;n now nigeria is leading the game..1-0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;no worries..the koreans will have the strength to defeat the nigerians...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;u have plenty of times..just keep fighting korea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-842550102829219821?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/842550102829219821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/06/k-stands-for-korea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/842550102829219821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/842550102829219821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/06/k-stands-for-korea.html' title='k stands for korea'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-462758016410541066</id><published>2010-06-18T11:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T11:52:40.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boy im in love with kwon sang woo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TBu-y9uGD7I/AAAAAAAAALE/HX4FlK5eHvo/s1600/kwon-sang-woo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484186754024345522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TBu-y9uGD7I/AAAAAAAAALE/HX4FlK5eHvo/s320/kwon-sang-woo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i know i am not REALLY a big fan of korean dramas but this man really turns me on ever since i watched stairway to heaven. God knows how i admire this kind of guy. a guy that i can bring back home n meet my mom n have lunch together n go out shopping together n have a nice talk together n  what else???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-462758016410541066?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/462758016410541066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/06/boy-im-in-love-with-kwon-sang-woo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/462758016410541066'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3512614490851930648</id><published>2010-06-16T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T11:29:17.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened last week</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;so i just came back from saigon n it was great. i wont put the pictures that i snapped in saigon coz u can take a look at them on facebook. what i want to write about is the conclusion that i can summarize during my 4 days n 3 nights stay in saigon n how the stay has changed my view n perspective on certain things that i think might be intriguing enough for people to ponder back what they have done and do in this world..so here goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;we (9 people only including my parents' friends n i am the youngest one) arrived there around 2 pm n were picked up by our tour guide named sa ki ah (i dont know how the spelling of his name goes like but the pronunciation is just like that). we were tired of course but excited enough to sightsee the Saigon city (now is known as Ho Chi Minh). jalan kat sane sgt sibuk n bising sebab diorg guna motor as the main mean of transportation. diorg ckp klu naik motor romantik..hahahh. whatever. there, i could see that vietnam is still developing, x byk bgnn besar n tinggi mcm kat kl tp da cukup memadai bg org kat sane n i am sure that someday they can beat us coz they are very commited to do their work n very hardworking. diorg tahu diorg susah tp it is not a lame reason to give up n end up being a beggar. diorg still bole survive even they just earn 10k vietnames dong (seringgit lebih duit malaysia) a day to make a living. tapi sikit2 pun lama2 jd bukit, kan? then, after 20 minutes we arrived at kingston hotel. its a 3 star hotel but yet very cozy n we stayed at the 9th floor. lepas unpacked my belongings, i decided that i had to have a nap for a while sbb mase tu pening kepala n it really kept me in agony n i refused to do anything but sleep. tp lps tu pakcik sorang ni which is my dad's friend yg ikut trip ni gave us a ring n asked us whether we wanted to go sightseeing around the town n we obliged. sy x jadi nak tidur n i had to use this opportunity to see the life of vietnamese n learn their culture (this is the number one rule if u r travelling abroad). we went to ben thanh market which is the most popular place to shop as they say it gives u the best price of stuff to purchase but actually it doesnt. harga brg kat sane pun lebih kurang kat malaysia n harga buah semuanye quite pricey. but u have to bargain n u can have the lowest price of stuff u want to buy. i didnt really enjoy shopping there. i just bought souvenir from my friends n mama beli kain utk baju raye kitorg utk tahun ni (tp sy da byk da kain n sy nak pkai kain vietnam tu utk th depan je la). that night, we had dinner at a muslim restaurant (i forgot the name) n the food was good. alhamdulillah ade jugak kedai mkn halal kat sini sebab x ramai org islam kat vienam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the next day, we had breakfast at the hotel. kat meja tu ade jugak mknn yg x halal n we just took bread, pancakes, fruit n orange juice only tp sudah memadai utk mengisi perut. then, we had our first journey to go to Cu Chi Tunnels that took around 1 hour 20 minutes to go there. i think this was the most exciting place to visit sepanjang sy berada di sane sbb i was interested to get to know well about the war between vietnam n america. cu chi tunnels is a historic place for the local people especially for the soldiers to fight against the enemy (american soldiers) for saving the country. they built the tunnels to hide themselves from the enemy. i was given a chance to be in the tunnel for minutes n i considered myself lucky to feel the hurdle that they went through for years. i could not imagine they lived, ate, slept, n gave birth in that tunnel n my hair stood still n i was shivering to be there. agak seram sy rase sbb kat tmpt tu da ramai tentera mati around 11k ppl. tp sy sgt seronok dpt berjalan, merangkak dlm terowong tu. memang best. not to forget, they made weapons n trap using bamboo n stuff to attack the enemy. now i realized how smart n cunning they were at that time although they had some restraints on having hi-tech weapons n stuff like the americans had. i myself admit that the tunnels were undetectable to be recognized n i think that was a big victory for vietnamese. the americans might be physically fit with weapons n stuff, but the vietnamese were mentally fit with brilliant ideas to protect their country..bagi sy lebih baik kita bijak menggunakan akal fikiran dr hanya bergantung pada kekuatan fizikal semata2. dan sy rase sgt geram dgn amerika dan juga kuasa2 besar yg lain mcm israel yg dulu smpai skrg x henti2 menyeksa org palestin..bom yg digunakan oleh tentera amerika time perang vietnam tu bole bg effect kat diorg smpai 3 generasi sampai ade ibu mengandung yg terkena effect tu lahirkan anak cacat, ade kanser dan mcm2 lagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;keesokan harinya, kitorg naik bot kat sg mekong. this is the biggest delta in SEA. i still remember when i was in junior high, i learned about mekong delta in geography though i sucked at it. nvr mind. time has passed n i learned that this delta is used by the local people to make a living by fishing, selling fruits on a boat, n so on. i really enjoyed being on a boat as the view really soothed my feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;n finally the last day on tour arrived dan kami berlepas dr saigon pd pukul 5 pm n sampai kl pd pkul 7. im gonna miss saigon so much as it taught me many things like being hardworking at work, determined to defeat somebody that threatens ur life n the most important thing is u have to believe in every potential u have inside as it can change the world n in the end, it makes you shine n people wont underestimate you like what did the local people achieve during the war time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-3512614490851930648?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/3512614490851930648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-happened-last-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;damn, now i miss saigon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-8125657094718734189?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/8125657094718734189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-was-good-but-i-had-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8125657094718734189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8125657094718734189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-was-good-but-i-had-to-go.html' title='it was good but i had to go...'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-6578425274705478103</id><published>2010-06-03T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:53:30.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i so dont want to be like becky bloomwood</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hello..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;now im filling up my holiday by sticking to all the shopaholic series n sophie k novels..(minus shopaholic takes manhattan, remember me, n the undomestic goddess yg da bace kat library)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;i must admit that all of them are addictive n i keep on reading the books..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;the character of becky bloomwood is very amusing n i find it very entertaining when she tries to solve her financial problems due to her habit which is shopping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;but one thing that annoys me is she keeps buying stuff that is beyond her need..yeah i mean sometimes i do the same thing too when i have money n there's a big sale that makes me splurge in every shop i like but i think i wont be like becky who buys a dining table with 10 chairs for 2 units n it makes her husband go mad enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;hopefully, one day, if i get a job, n can afford myself, i wont buy a pair of jimmy choo's because i know i wont get the chance to have it (there's a pair of strappy shoes from jimmy choo that costs RM 24 000) unless im married to a datuk or tan sri...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;clarks is the better choice..or hush puppies....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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bloomwood'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-148724725571691203</id><published>2010-05-30T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T10:02:54.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can'tttttttt waitttttttttttttttt</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;this is my anticipation..i cant wait to buy this book actually...it will be released in september this year n i'll make sure that im gonna get mine coz sophie k is my fav author...n i read all her books...they r very appetizing like chocolate muffins that smell sooo good n make me want to enjoy eating every single bite...( same goes to the book la n i enjoy reading every page..n the title is the appetizer..)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TAKXPaM0HmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/l3SJc9zFUfg/s1600/n345978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477106387822845538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TAKXPaM0HmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/l3SJc9zFUfg/s320/n345978.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n one thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lp's latest album which according to mike will be out at the end of this year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hope it turns out well n the songs r not like what i heard in mtm's album...im expecting some fresh, energetic, emo, metal songs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n i must confess that i miss the old lp( hybrid theory's the best..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;am off now...see u later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-148724725571691203?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/TAKXPaM0HmI/AAAAAAAAAK8/l3SJc9zFUfg/s72-c/n345978.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-2209454474771022898</id><published>2010-01-13T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T23:23:58.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this ends right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;u must be devoting your whole life to her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-2209454474771022898?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-1854398238614237321</id><published>2009-12-23T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:32:35.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;woman ate woman. where was her sympathy though? why was she so mean? where was her heart? was this some kind of revenge of what she had gone through n did no justice to the underprivileged?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so pathetic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-1854398238614237321?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-2045474863762052805</id><published>2009-12-23T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T06:02:51.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;like bella says in new moon, 'there's a hole that has been punched in my chest'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i kinda feel the same way too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel breathless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my vision seems blur with tears embroidered my eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my whole body aches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant think, my head is numb.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant eat, my mouth is too remote to accept food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-i dont know what im saying right now, i hate failing, n i hate the test.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-2045474863762052805?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/2045474863762052805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-hollow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2045474863762052805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2045474863762052805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-hollow.html' title='im hollow'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-4801139626496342665</id><published>2009-12-14T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T06:15:07.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bff</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoIWoQHyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/cwdLKzi9Mc0/s1600-h/9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415130094682251042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoIWoQHyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/cwdLKzi9Mc0/s320/9.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in a changing room. we were trying to fit ourselves in all the stuff that were about to buy later. sambil try baju2 baru, we took pics dan agak lame gak menghabiskan sesi fotografi. n i was pretty sure that people out there, lining up n waiting for us were annoyed by this. ala. lantak hang la nak pikiq apa pon, aslkan kite enjoy kan anem....heehheh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoH8lGR2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/785xc9spD-M/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415130087689701218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoH8lGR2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/785xc9spD-M/s320/5.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dining time. lps shopping we needed to fill up our tummy with yummy meals from mcd. btw, thanks anem for treating me..in this pic, sy telah menyarung kemeja baru yg dibeli n made it as a jacket. yeah. kind of. talk about enthusiasm ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoHglR6bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/S6xuk6sJ2tg/s1600-h/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415130080174270898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoHglR6bI/AAAAAAAAAKk/S6xuk6sJ2tg/s320/6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini dia girlfriend sy, inda hanim yg bkl jd arkitek soon... wei nti ko design rumah baru ak, k. my wish is your command tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoHGtEtSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/JQy_RisTa0k/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415130073227638050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoHGtEtSI/AAAAAAAAAKc/JQy_RisTa0k/s320/2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoGnAcU1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/rxsD2JIu3j4/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415130064718943058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoGnAcU1I/AAAAAAAAAKU/rxsD2JIu3j4/s320/1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long people, time ni nak blk n i was hoping that we were not gonna be disturbed again by org gila yg suke ckp sorg2 kat komuter.. kesian anem x pasal2 layan org gila tu...hahaahha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. anem, w/pun ak x smpt nak peluk cium ko mase ko nak kuar dari komuter tu, coz it was flooded by pppl coming in n going out, ak ttp bole cium ko kat gambar ni kan...oopssss, hehhe, dont get me wrong....im not @#$%&amp;amp;*!....stop thinking fishy here.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4801139626496342665?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/4801139626496342665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/12/bff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4801139626496342665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4801139626496342665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/12/bff.html' title='bff'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SyZoIWoQHyI/AAAAAAAAAK0/cwdLKzi9Mc0/s72-c/9.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-5712656488321804637</id><published>2009-12-12T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:00:02.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Al Fatihah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Al-Fatihah to Ustaz Arman, may he rest in Peace...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i will never forget the first day i started learning with him till the last day it ended..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thanks so much ustaz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really appreciate of what you did to me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you will be remembered throughout my life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-5712656488321804637?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/5712656488321804637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/12/al-fatihah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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you</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;now, all my doas are going to ustaz arman, the one who taught me arabic in maahad. he has a stroke n in a critical condition-that was what my mom said to me this morning. im sad coz he did something noble to me, taught me tirelessly n put a lot of hard work to make me understand arabic eventhough i wasnt too good at it, n suddenly he gets sick in such young age. mama pun sedih, maybe da anggap ustaz mcm adiknya sendiri n mama sayang kat ustaz jugak sbb ustaz ajar bagus kat sekolah dan sebagai pengetua masa tu, of course la mama was proud of him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ustaz, stay strong n get better soon. everyone loves you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ya Allah sembuhkanlah penyakit guru ku ini...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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you'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-7591566766340677214</id><published>2009-12-08T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T00:36:13.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two is better than one</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i miss you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;badly, seriously.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;you know what, you should go listen to 'two is better than one' coz it depicts my feelings and thoughts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;but come to think of it, it's so stupid, listening to that 24/7 where i know it doesnt benifit me at all coz its thoughtful enough that you are too far away from me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;i dont know whether i can get to see you soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;hope that i can live longer and so can you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;take care, will see you then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-7591566766340677214?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3669643610192336979</id><published>2009-12-03T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:45:30.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>people named robert</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;well, there are 2 people named ROBERT that i am currently in love with.. and i want nothing but them....seriously they really turn me ON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SxfyD58VVDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OQUFCV0Wgyk/s1600-h/1508873604_458296c55c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411059626216346674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SxfyD58VVDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OQUFCV0Wgyk/s320/1508873604_458296c55c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is ROBERT GREGORY BOURDON n is well known as the drummer of lp and i have been into him since i was 13. he is all the reason of why i LOVE men with beard. ahahhaha. but actually not all men are good with it, and rob is the only one who looks ok with it and i cant agree more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SxfyDp0FwFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4SO0_uxaj98/s1600-h/robert-pattinson-2696383bkwgz_1350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411059621886804050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SxfyDp0FwFI/AAAAAAAAAKE/4SO0_uxaj98/s320/robert-pattinson-2696383bkwgz_1350.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and this is the hottest vampire on earth named ROBERT THOMAS PATTINSON and fans address him as just robert pattinson. and as you all know (if u dont, ur ignorance isnt bliss) he plays edward cullen in twilight n new moon. oh unfortunately i havent got a chance to watch the movies. n the worse part is the twilight dvd that ipa gave me the other day didnt work out n i could not watch it. n rite now im on a verge of buying that cd, n im gonna watch new moon in cinema soon. i only fantasize edward by reading the twilight n new moon books ( ipa, if u r reading this please hand me the other two books ASAP). i wish i could be bella, the girl that edward likes so much n i really fucking love how edward treats bella. n i love to be his partner in biology class!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! seriously, the books have become my bibles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i think people named robert are destined to be handsome, dark, tall......as the list goes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-3669643610192336979?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/3669643610192336979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-named-robert.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3669643610192336979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3669643610192336979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-named-robert.html' title='people named robert'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SxfyD58VVDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/OQUFCV0Wgyk/s72-c/1508873604_458296c55c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-4678106331199218654</id><published>2009-12-02T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:39:43.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lust</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;did you ever do something that you knew it was wrong but you felt good at it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and it is called nafsu. sesungguhnya nafsu itu adalah syaitan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4678106331199218654?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/4678106331199218654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/12/lust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4678106331199218654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4678106331199218654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/12/lust.html' title='lust'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-2654946899126397324</id><published>2009-11-30T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:02:46.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;in 2000, when i was 12, i was so into &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;britney&lt;/span&gt;. all her songs were kept in my mind. one song that i loved singing at that time was &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;born to make you happy&lt;/span&gt;. that time, i didnt really know what the entire lyrics was all about, i just knew that someone was born to make people around him happy, and i never found out what it actually really meant in a deeper view.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now i know. the song is dedicated to all people. lovers, parents, siblings you name it. and i have my own interpretation and conscience about that song. i really see it as a mother-daughter song. about the relationship. and it has sentimental values. but one thing that makes me think deeper is that &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;was i really born to make my mother happy? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;has she been happy through out these 21 years? i know i have caused her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;lots of troubles and i am yet a troublesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sometimes i think i am such a burden and i dont grow up according to her plan. now i really hate the word &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;happy, thinking that i wont find happiness though i keep on searching perfection that might lead to happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and i let myself down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;even if i say &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;it will be alright, but actually it wont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;still i hear me say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;i want to end my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;now and again i try to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;stay strong and alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;its never too late to make my mom happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hope that you are patient enough to see the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='emo'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-7083693285115458362</id><published>2009-11-28T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T08:44:37.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good days at home</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What's up peeps....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just came back from penang visiting ipa and her family. we stayed there for about 3 days. ipa has made a decision to quit working for a while to focus on her 2 kids. and i am thoughtful enough that after this my pocket money will become less and less. ehhehe. well its alright. i dont care much. her children take more priority over her brat little sisiter, kan? hahahah. so for the 'kind of' last contribution ( i hope not) that ipa made was buying me a nike handbag that i love so much. thanks ipa. love ya..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nur kasih has just ended and i think it gives an impact to people especially those who are not a crybaby, like my sister, tika. i never saw her cry and this drama really made her cry. hahahha. speaking of nur kasih, i should have watched it from the very first episode. i never thought that this was actually good and all i can do right now is tuning to tv3 at 7.30 pm every mon- fri to catch all the episodes that ive missed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;staying at home makes me crave for fooooooooooooddddd. i eat a lot and keep rummaging food in my fridge. i think i have gained some weight and fyi, i cannot wear ima's levis jeans coz my peha doesnt fit with it... aarggh malunya...i wonder why ima's getting skinnier ek lately? hhahaah its karma. i used to tease her 'gemuk' when i was little and now iam the one who has that biggggggg thigh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just made brownies and everyone loved it and am proud to say that it was my first attempt..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok. gonna finish up reading twilight. toodles....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-7083693285115458362?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/7083693285115458362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-days-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7083693285115458362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7083693285115458362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-days-at-home.html' title='good days at home'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-1144780922287506103</id><published>2009-11-18T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:19:53.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rob</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SwQ3Y28IAlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oMQ25hEktCo/s1600/slideshow_1147727_034643_Premiere_Transformer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405506352955523666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SwQ3Y28IAlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oMQ25hEktCo/s320/slideshow_1147727_034643_Premiere_Transformer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well, rob has changed his look and i find it disgusting. ooopsss sorry, i really hate his new appearance. just look at his new hair cut which is long and quite messy. seriously it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SwQ3Ygi9XRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wJy4DXQRw58/s1600/l_5acd6a3e40683b311fb88a16a3a56146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405506346944388370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SwQ3Ygi9XRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wJy4DXQRw58/s320/l_5acd6a3e40683b311fb88a16a3a56146.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rob, you upset me. i just dont get it. what were you thinking of getting your hair done and ended up being like this? stop destroying yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SwQ3YIbhbmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/lxAM6xAlD-c/s1600/portrait_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405506340470746722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SwQ3YIbhbmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/lxAM6xAlD-c/s320/portrait_10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i prefer this most. i love his previous hair cut which was short and spiky and cute also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tilll then&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-1144780922287506103?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/1144780922287506103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/11/rob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/1144780922287506103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/1144780922287506103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/11/rob.html' title='rob'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SwQ3Y28IAlI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/oMQ25hEktCo/s72-c/slideshow_1147727_034643_Premiere_Transformer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3882985769377512866</id><published>2009-11-18T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:34:13.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;if i could turn back time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mahu saja saya pergi ke minggu lepas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sebab saya ada 7 hari untuk baca buku falsafah,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but i had taken for granted,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mentang2 ada banyak hari,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i said to myself that 'oh, i have so freaking enough time, so why bother to study earlier?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jadi saya banyak habiskan masa dengan menghadap facebook,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like almost everyday i did this rather than facing my own intellectual book,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lagi satu masa tu asyik fikir nak balik je,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so i was quite disrupted by this childish anticipation,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jadi agak terganggu untuk belajar,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah im emotional right know,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;falsafah agak gila susah,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n it really baffled me while answering that damn hard questions,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jadi saya nak luahkan semua ni kat blog,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some say that emo people are good at writing,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am really dreading of what kind of result that im gonna get,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aaaahhhh forget it, but hopefully it'll turn out well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till then,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-3882985769377512866?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/3882985769377512866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-stupid.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3882985769377512866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3882985769377512866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-stupid.html' title='i was stupid'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-7426948420142717914</id><published>2009-10-02T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T06:46:15.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>laut makes me calmer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SsX_U1xRWOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Fxw8UdLt6_Q/s1600-h/100_3106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387993262714869986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SsX_U1xRWOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Fxw8UdLt6_Q/s320/100_3106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;laut, somewhere in manjung perak. the pic was taken on sept 4th, the day that my group made an observation on a boy who has cerebral palsy. after that, we stayed in ida's house for a while. while waiting for breaking the fast, we were off to this such beautiful (bole tahan laa) place. seriously, it made my day easier. i wish  i could stay there longer, where no one could disturb me, where i could make a sweet escape n run away from any misery business,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SsX_UVMqfHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hySitn4mOmc/s1600-h/100_3121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387993253971393650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SsX_UVMqfHI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hySitn4mOmc/s320/100_3121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;gosh, tak pernah plak before this pakai baju kurung. tepi laut plak tu. hahah it was because i observed that boy at a gov school so kena pakai yg sopan sikit laa..(berlatarbelakangkan kwn2 saya yg tgh kutip ape ntah..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SsX_T3dJtKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/D-8jiVD4cvQ/s1600-h/100_3103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387993245987484834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SsX_T3dJtKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/D-8jiVD4cvQ/s320/100_3103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ok. that's it. later i'll upload some stories here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-7426948420142717914?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/7426948420142717914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/10/laut-makes-me-calmer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7426948420142717914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7426948420142717914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/10/laut-makes-me-calmer.html' title='laut makes me calmer'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SsX_U1xRWOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Fxw8UdLt6_Q/s72-c/100_3106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-8113249021596507672</id><published>2009-09-22T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T10:39:15.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>of many things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;salam...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da lama x update blog..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feels like its been ages since i last wrote any...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hepi eid mubarak ppl...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da 3 hari beraya tp x rasa raya pun...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;angah was off to johor, li was off to singapore n uja was off to her in laws'...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sume nye beraya kat in laws'...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gilir2 pulak kan... last year was at bangi n this year raya kat umah in laws...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yela kan marriage needs mutual respect?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heheh maybe sbb we didnt go back to our kampung coz ipa has just delivered her baby so it might be evil for us to leave her n the baby alone while we were enjoying the raya celebration in kg...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so x pela..x kisah pun actually..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;being in bangi je pun best gak...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n i keep rummaging all the balangs of kuih raya in the kitchen coz i cant really get enough of stuffing all these sweet things into my mouth...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n thanks for the duit raya i got from my family...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nak g shopping? am not sure....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;need to save up a lil bit...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just bought a nice baju that can be worn in class...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that is worth 99 bucks...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hahhaah i kidded u already...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mmg la harga die RM99 but it has less up to 50%.. so u do the math k...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it is from nicole btw...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n i just bought a new novel called 'my sister's keeper' for me to kill the time reading it eventhough i havent done my essay on cerebral palsy... hehheh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talking about wasting time huh??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but actually i havent read it coz i let ipa read it first...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yela kan kalau dok breastfeed baby je boring so she needs something to ignite her day so she does the 2 things simultaneously...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hum ape lg nak membebel...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss my cat seriously...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n i miss andy...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-8113249021596507672?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/8113249021596507672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/09/of-many-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;betul la kan org ckp..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kwn boleh jd lwn...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n i got my own story to tell n the saying really suits with this girl that happened to be my good friend...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n now she turns out to be the biggest enemy ever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tp for god sake i dont want to say her name nor type it down ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i guess she doesnt know that i have dumped her coz im not a person who likes to come clean or terus terang to someone that has taken a go on me, who has backstabbed me, who has betrayed me, or any manner that can describe how truly bitchy she is....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sape yg mkn cili terasa la pedasnye kan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw no wonderla my friends pun tak suke ngan this person...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-2293108045047772250?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/2293108045047772250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-backstabber.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2293108045047772250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2293108045047772250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-backstabber.html' title='another backstabber'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3797685721708021308</id><published>2009-08-04T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T06:36:50.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>u know u love me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SnhqneQqurI/AAAAAAAAAJM/f9kfNPPoiEE/s1600-h/3319929148_1f440f00bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366156182382361266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SnhqneQqurI/AAAAAAAAAJM/f9kfNPPoiEE/s320/3319929148_1f440f00bc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;seriously, cuti seminggu ni hasnt been awesome sgt pun. entahla staying at kab is preferred. my heart longs to return to kab where i can meet up my friends n finish up the assignments. memang la kat umah pun bole siapkan assignment kan? tp i choose kab over my own house....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;but there's a wisdom behind it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i got to watch the season 2 of gossip girl. baru je tgk. i was ignorant about it being screened on 8tv. sungguh malang nasib ku where i have missed out the previous episodes. i started to watch the latest episode today n it made me look like a dumb ass, mulut ternganga x sudah sbb x tau what's happening now between blair, serena, nate, chuck, dan, n jenny. all i could do was pretending to be absorbed in the story. x syok betul tgk gossip girl td. it feels like i want to buy the dvds. im addicted to it...x kira nak beli gak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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me'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SnhqneQqurI/AAAAAAAAAJM/f9kfNPPoiEE/s72-c/3319929148_1f440f00bc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-7849417522142841562</id><published>2009-07-28T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:17:00.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sesi kuarantin bermula</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;ok. im telling u, the session has started today....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;one of us has been suspected to have H1N1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;they just announced the uninvited news at 1 am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;n it made me forget to spread bedak sejuk all over my face for the first time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;it made me yawn till i could not sleep until 4 in the morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and the consequences.......are....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;so it forbids us from not going anywhere but here, i mean our hostel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and it also lets us skip classes until it is cristal clear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and we can come back in lecture halls until we are told to do so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;sounds scary, eerie, freaky, spooky, n whatever it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;it has sent shivers down my spine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;it has sent a rush of blood to the head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;so , next time, i will be taking care of myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i will be eyeing on whatever i do next, anything that can screw up my health...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;but, it really bores me, just to stay at my room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;i already planned to go to the library...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;to check out the book exhibition...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;that i was supposed to buy some books...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;and i was supposed to find some information about my assignments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;aaaaarggghhh what an agony!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;shame on u...those who were hoping that this session would come into our territory...u annoyed me...n u irritated me with ur giddily scream, screaming for the privilege to skip classes...is it enjoyful enough? is it really blissful? is it a pleasure for having this such dungeon?....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;dah la... x payah nak bergembira sbb bole ponteng kls... doa jelah byk2 agar diri kite di jauhkan dr wabak H1N1.... Amin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-7849417522142841562?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/7849417522142841562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/07/sesi-kuarantin-bermula.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7849417522142841562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7849417522142841562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/07/sesi-kuarantin-bermula.html' title='sesi kuarantin bermula'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-1044322794870814581</id><published>2009-07-17T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:25:24.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tiba-tiba muncul kembali</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;im disturbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;im disrupted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and im confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;kenapa kau datang lagi dalam hidup aku tika aku mahu melupakanmu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;betul-betul buat aku pening kepala, tak ada kerja lain nak buat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;betul-betul buat aku rasa serba salah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;oh God tell me why, why this thing keeps happening, n this is rather slack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i dont want the past to come n haunt me back. its totally monstrous, a catastrophe, and a definite no-no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;and you give me nothing but an expectation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;tapi nak buat macam mana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;i will handle every situation with a relaxed and instinctive calm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;tapi, deep inside my heart, it tells me that I DONT WANT TO LOSE YOU. ANYMORE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;U R MOST WELCOME TO BE PART OF MY LIFE, again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;but promise u wont bother my study, ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;sekian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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kembali'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-1912233824989259719</id><published>2009-07-17T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:29:17.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am finishing my tasks, not gonna update my blog religiously</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;salam....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;saya tgh buat assignment ni.. maybe lps ni my updates will be less n less. my assignments keep me buzy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;saya nak fokus ni. i wont do a breach of loyalty. saya x nak buat kerja main2. i will follow what is required by my lecturers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;oh ya. tgh sibuk2 buat assignments ni, i just finished reading a novel borrowed from the library. it's called the memory keeper's daughter, written by kim edward. sorry coz didnt get a chance to snap a pic of the novel, in case kalau u want to buy it in stores ke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;cerita ni best, it had the guts to make me cry, sbb ceritanya sedih, but i didnt cry pun sbb benda yg remeh temeh je, so saya simpan je air mata ni. memang feeling habis baca buku ni..it's about a man, who is a doctor, n he's the one who delivers his wife's babies n diorang ni dpt anak kembar. a boy n a girl. the boy comes out first n the girl comes out later. the boy is a healthy baby, while the girl is born with down's syndrome. of course la kan, parents normally x nak anak yg cacat, so he gives away his daughter to his nurse. the novel depicts life in the 60's, so, maybe masa tu x byk sgt treatment utk syndrome ni n maybe he doesnt know what to do with his retarded baby n is quite blur on how to handle that n he hands out the baby to another person , dan masa time ni saya betul2 benci watak doktor ni.. jahat btul bagi anak sendiri kat org lain. he keeps the secret carefully n he tells his wife that the girl is dead.........then after 24 years, the man is dead n the nurse confides the secret to his wife.....time ni memang sedih. then, the family unites, the twin brother, paul, now takes care of his retarded twin sister, phoebe, n the mother is happy to meet up with her estranged daughter...ok. that's it. u can check out the book by urself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;hari tu, we had a task in class. we were requested to make 2 nursery rhymes for children. hahhah saya memang x kreatif nak buat lirik lagu budak2 ni. bantai je buat. ntahla... rasa x best, kalau buat lirik lagu putus cinta ke, cinta ke, angst, u name it memang bole la...tp untuk budak2, hmm i dont have the talent laa. ntahla macam mana ye nti, i hate the apprehension. sbb benda ni mmg kitorg kena master in the future nti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;n i will be home on 15th of august. im gonna have a holiday for one week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-1912233824989259719?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/1912233824989259719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-6254947913803271173</id><published>2009-07-12T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:19:02.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my sunday is boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;im not so busy, so i can slack off a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-6254947913803271173?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3572237004942288982</id><published>2009-07-12T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:19:49.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>secret recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yeah. the wait is over. now i will be munching cakes 24/7 (klu x kedekut sgt nak keluarkan duit sendiri)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;kek apa ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;kek pisang samudera? sedap tu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;tp this is way more delicious than kek samudera....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;SECRET RECIPE IS COMING TO TOWN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yummy.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;p/s-oh ye pekan tg malim, tlg bkak satu kedai utk mcd n big apple donuts ye. scret recipe is not enough to cheer up my days here in this small town called tg malim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-3572237004942288982?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3239163654016930566</id><published>2009-07-12T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:50:47.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>with girlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;managed to celebrate amax's bday in mid valley before going back to upsi last week.(sorry for the late entry)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Slmvai9yZ8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/e3G0NELwdWM/s1600-h/DSC02354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357506102331336642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Slmvai9yZ8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/e3G0NELwdWM/s320/DSC02354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;amax's hp was having some problems n it gave her hard time. so she decided to buy a new one which is like mine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlmvadY-1hI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5usSG2-DnCM/s1600-h/DSC02350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357506100834784786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlmvadY-1hI/AAAAAAAAAIs/5usSG2-DnCM/s320/DSC02350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000099;"&gt;me-the poser. x tau nak buat pose apa yg best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlmvZ_SzGpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2yygOx27Lbg/s1600-h/DSC02353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357506092755786386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlmvZ_SzGpI/AAAAAAAAAIk/2yygOx27Lbg/s320/DSC02353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;two of a kind. budak2 kacamata. amax+amal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlmvZsGo_RI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NTJlZy3UU1c/s1600-h/DSC02352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357506087604518162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlmvZsGo_RI/AAAAAAAAAIc/NTJlZy3UU1c/s320/DSC02352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;yeah!!!!!!!! happy belated bday dear!!!!!!!!1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlmvY8hTE7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/LaLM4KkltS0/s1600-h/DSC02356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357506074831426482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlmvY8hTE7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/LaLM4KkltS0/s320/DSC02356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now i got 2. which one do u prefer most? oh i choose the pink hp over the other one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-3239163654016930566?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/3239163654016930566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/07/with-girlfriend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3239163654016930566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3239163654016930566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/07/with-girlfriend.html' title='with girlfriend'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Slmvai9yZ8I/AAAAAAAAAI0/e3G0NELwdWM/s72-c/DSC02354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3103565112493172786</id><published>2009-07-11T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:35:26.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's your saying?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saya pun x pasti adakah saya btul2 menyokong pengajaran math n sains dalam bm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saya rasa saya sokong... sbb we should embrace our own language, kan? dalam akta pendidikan pun it has already stated that all subjects must be taught in malay. things will get easier if they are taught in malay.. tengok la ngr maju macam jepun. they dont rely on english, they are weak in english.. tp knp diorg bole maju? sebab they think their language is great n there's no shame to mould their mother tounge language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tapi.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;part of me doesnt think so. saya sokong pengajaran math n sains dlm bi. their english will get better tau. kan skrg ni all unis in malaysia use english as a medium language? so, its not wrong kalau nak bg pendedahan awal kat bdk2 tu. they need to learn math n science in english so that x da lah ternganga blaja math n science dlm english nti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;macam x da pendirian je saya ni.. saya ni susah nak berpendirian tetap... skjp cakap ni, skjp ckp tu... adoi......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;english teachers must do something to instill the english language among students. do some extra work so that students can speak well, write well in english. for example, u can fine students if they speak malay during english class. this will work out. or pick 2-3 days a week to make an english speaking day. this was held during my school days, n the students enjoyed speaking english only though some spoke brokenly. but it was ok laa, at least they had the guts to speak....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-3103565112493172786?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/3103565112493172786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-your-saying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3103565112493172786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3103565112493172786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/07/whats-your-saying.html' title='what&apos;s your saying?'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-4057902230315082662</id><published>2009-07-11T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T07:52:02.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hanafi</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#333333;"&gt;thanks for the pic.. credits to ferd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlihrGpgI1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/13zxVs7WFeI/s1600-h/DSC01051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357209518648337234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlihrGpgI1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/13zxVs7WFeI/s320/DSC01051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;now i have a new wallpaper in my hp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title='hanafi'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SlihrGpgI1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/13zxVs7WFeI/s72-c/DSC01051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-789498996672902966</id><published>2009-07-01T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:13:09.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kesian shibu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkugmKbE_2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Xp8XmTy5QUU/s1600-h/Image0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353549159553367906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkugmKbE_2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Xp8XmTy5QUU/s320/Image0248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;this cat has officially become the next shibu in this house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;tapi......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;shibu jarang balik rumah. kenapa shibu? shibu merajuk dengan mena ke? stop sulking laa shibu. u r not a kitten anymore, dah jadi kucing tua sekarang kan? im expecting u to be a grown up cat. tak yah la mengada-ngada. im so sick of u la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;tak cukup ke dengan segala ikan-ikan yg mena bagi selama ni, x cukup lg ke? mena ada banyak tin ikan sardin just for u only, i also forbid everyone not to touch them coz they r reserved for u! selalu sangat x ada kat rumah. berfoya2 ngan kucing lain ke? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ohhh baru ingat. that day, i spotted u having this HUGE scar at your ears, that makes it become kurap. i thought u already had a fight with ur girl kan? why did u let her scratch u?! x macho langsung. mana bole jantan kalah dgn betina. u r such a plain loser la. tengok sekarang da tak comel lagi. ada kurap. i dont want to play with u anymore, coz u r gross. its not that i dont want to send u to the doctor, but tau2 je la kan mama tu, she refuses to take u to a clinic coz mama x suka benda remeh temeh. mungkin sebab tu, shibu kecil hati ngan mena, n makes u seldom go home. shibu kecil hati sebab u dont have a friend to play with u anymore, u dont get to listen to me sing u a song called shibu uyumu. i bet u miss the lullaby kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;shibu, i miss the old u, mena rindu dengan bulu shibu yg lembut, gebu macam karpet tu..(if only kurap wasnt there, n u meant the world to me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;when im away, n u r home, who wants to take care of u? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&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/7980635888573157928-789498996672902966?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkugmKbE_2I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Xp8XmTy5QUU/s72-c/Image0248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-5512277129130645289</id><published>2009-06-29T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T00:20:44.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>being overshadowed by someone hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Skm33-_lzdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5r1CoK8Miao/s1600-h/3352493006_a64cdaa094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353011804536950226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Skm33-_lzdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5r1CoK8Miao/s320/3352493006_a64cdaa094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;i just watched this movie, a league of their own which i have liked it ever since i was 9. the movie is great n makes me want to watch it over n over again. its about 2 small town women moving to the city to be a professional baseball player. oh i forgot to mention, they are sisters, and they are put in the same team. the big sister, dotty is the greatest player in the team, always gets the limelight, n ppl around her really adore her. unlike her little sister, kit, she's just another average player in the team, who has this big potential to shine just like her big sister, n ppl start comparing both of them, n it just makes her even sicker. luckily, dotty always supports her no matter what but ppl around dont seem to care much about kit until kit misunderstands dotty. in the end, kit is transferred to another team n the both teams which are kit's n dotty's meet in the final game. to their dismay, kit performs well n beats her sister up. finally, kit's team becomes the champion. everyone in the end applauses for kit n everyone starts to adore her after winning the game n kit starts to gets her own crown. well things happen for a reason rite, the transfer lets kit shine in her own way......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;after watching the movie, i contemplated for a while, thinking that this was kind of similar of what did happen to me in maahad though i moved to it when my sister tika had already moved out from the school but actually she left something that made the teachers compare us in two things-karangan bahasa melayu n sejarah which are the things that tka scored well. during my study in maahad, i wasnt really good at both subjects. cikgu asri always used to tell me, infront of the class yang membuatkan saya terasa sedikit malu dgn diri saya ''amalina, kakak awak atiqah tu dulu selalu skor karangan, selalu buat ayat2 power, tp saya tengok awak ni biasa je.'' hmmm siapa yg x sakit ati kan bila kena compared mcm tu. pastu sejarah plak, cikgu ezana agak hairan bila saya susah nak skor, asyik dapat c je (alaaa last2 masa spm dpt gak A) pastu nak compare2 org ngan kakak sendiri. tp one thing yg membuatkan saya bangga dgn diri sindiri ialah saya tak lemah sgt dlm add math unlike tika she got 6 in spm n i got 4. bukanlah nak bangga diri, tp sekurang kurang nya ada jugakla something that i was good at. nasihat saya kepada guru2 di luar sana, dont expect others to be someone else. ppl shine in different ways. plz start learning the theory of howard gardner which it tells u that humans have 8-9 multiple intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;pengajaran yg saya dpt dari movie a league of their own, kalau dah berkeluarga, dan punya anak-anak, saya tak nak sekolahkan anak-anak saya di bawah satu sekolah yg sama (if only i had much money n could bear the distance to travel to some blocks). takut nanti cikgu2 akan membanding- bandingkan anak2 saya (memanglah kan, dlm 2 org tu mesti ada yg plg menyerlah dan kurang menyerlah), n usually teachers dont give a single chance to the unfortunate. i wont let this happen, coz being in someone's shadow hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;itu sahaja coretan dari hati untuk hari ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;sekian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/7980635888573157928-5512277129130645289?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/5512277129130645289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/being-overshadowed-by-someone-hurts.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5512277129130645289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5512277129130645289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/being-overshadowed-by-someone-hurts.html' title='being overshadowed by someone hurts'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Skm33-_lzdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5r1CoK8Miao/s72-c/3352493006_a64cdaa094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-8853458938013105994</id><published>2009-06-29T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:51:32.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ruang hati</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hey sahabat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;salam, selamat pulang,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ke ruang hatiku ini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ku setia menunggu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tersentap sewaktu jahiliah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;terciptalah lagu, pengampunan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;lantas ku bertapa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ampunilah aku tak sempurna,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ku hamba biasa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;siapa kau yang tentukan ku ke syurga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;kita serupa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;aku sanggup merentas seksa hidup, tanpa berteman,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;sabar menanti, aku akur,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;walau sekalipun sengsaraku pedih sementara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;maaf ku melintas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;seingatnya aku kau sesat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;angkuh, kau meraban,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;memang pun kau sibuk, berpesta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tak sudah-sudah merana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;manalah kau campakkan pendirian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ego, kau berangan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;engkau berangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;aku tulus melintas, rahmat hidup,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;tanpa menyesal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;dan ruang hatiku merdeka,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;kerna ku tahu seksa ini hanya sementara, sahaja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hey sahabat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;usahlah kau pulang lagi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ke ruang hatiku ini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ku takkan menunggu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s-credits to auburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-8853458938013105994?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/8853458938013105994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/coretan-hati.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8853458938013105994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8853458938013105994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/coretan-hati.html' title='ruang hati'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-2249987365502694328</id><published>2009-06-26T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:44:48.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is my pink dell gonna be safe?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;i was eating durian at the kitchen. suddenly i heard a strange noise coming from upstairs. mcm bunyi brg jatuh je. then i thought,'oh no! what is that? did my laptop fall on the floor?'. alamak, aku tinggalkan aniq sorg2 kat atas tgk thomas kat laptop ak. bad thing was i put the laptop on a chair, sepatutnya ak ltk kat atas lantai nti x dalah jatuh ke, aniq tolak ke kan? so, dgn rase x sdp ati nye smbil tangan aku pegang lagi durian, i went upstairs. alamak!!!!!! laptop aku!!!! jatuh!!!!! ni mesti aniq punye keje ni, tgk thomas smpai x ingat dunia pastu t'tolak laptop ak jatuh atas lantai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;it really makes me worry like hell. x pernah rase risau gila bangang mcm ni. macam mana nasib masa dpn laptopku ini? oh, jgn la rosak!!! gila pathetic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;-emo gila. smpai t'lupa nak basuh pinggan berlambak kat dapur tu-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-2249987365502694328?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/2249987365502694328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-my-pink-dell-gonna-be-safe.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2249987365502694328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2249987365502694328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-my-pink-dell-gonna-be-safe.html' title='is my pink dell gonna be safe?'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-5043044944434090381</id><published>2009-06-25T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T01:26:46.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>michael jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i woke up this morning at 9.15 n i still felt sleepy. i didnt want to sleep again, n there was nothing could offer the slightest temptation for me to get out of bed. i decided to take my hp n turned on the radio. i needed my ears to be fed with some songs that could prevent me from sleeping. then, i turned to fly fm. there was a michael jackson's song being played n uhhh what a boring song so i turned to hitz fm n still another song from him popping in the air. i was wondering what the hell they kept playing all these old school songs from mj where nowadays they are so many great songs from new comers like lady gaga, katy perry u name it that could be aired instead of mj's. then suddenly something hit me. i now got the answer. the king of pop has just passed away. they made a small tribute for him. the announcement was made by the dj. i didnt burst into tears coz im not his big fan n i would not let my tears out for someone who i dont dearly admire. but i must admit that i grew up with mj's songs n i did listen to his songs back then when i was a kid. i still remember when i was 6, i was singing 'u r not alone' by mj with my sisters till we kept it recorded so that we could listen to that song over n over again. it was one of my sweetest memories of childhood years that i wont forget. if u have not listened to any of his songs, u r not cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im really sure that all his fans rite now are mourning for the death. im really sure that all flowers have been sold out n the fans are putting all the flowers infront oh his house. im really sure that all news on tv are broadcasting his death n all the channels on tv will be making a special documentary of his life from being a jackson 5 member till he became a king of pop. im really sure that all celebrities also are making speech, telling all the reporters how the news saddens the entertainment bizz n one thing for sure is no one could replace him. justin timberlake doesnt dance well like mj neither does cris brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;till next time, xoxo &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-5043044944434090381?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/5043044944434090381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5043044944434090381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5043044944434090381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/michael-jackson.html' title='michael jackson'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-6593557078922682139</id><published>2009-06-25T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:38:05.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aqib+amal+amax</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh, i was glaring at the old pics in my pink dell n suddenly these pics of my sweetest companions really took my breath away n nearly brought me into tears. they really remind me of our memories we shared through out the years. there are so many pics that we took together. tons. uncountable. but i must admit these pics are my fav coz they represent our earier progress of lasting friendship. still, until now, we remain close eventhough we are miles away from each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkOOUWrbVSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OmRhPefkp4k/s1600-h/P1010038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351277262582535458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkOOUWrbVSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OmRhPefkp4k/s320/P1010038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;hey u, naqibah aqeb urai? oooppsss tersalah la naqibah johari. hehehhe u r the craziest girl i've ever met. disebabkan ko, aku pun gila gak. wat apa kat kulai tu? tolong mak? bagus2. jgn lupa aku kat sini ni. anyway, since u r away, rindu gila nak g clubbing ngan ko. oopps clubbing? no no. we dont club kan? saja je nak sebut istilah clubbing tu. dalam istilah aku clubbing tu same je maksud ngan hanging out. tp bkn kat club, kat malls ke, taman ke u name it.  ahhahha. the word 'clubbing' is strictly used for us only ok? kalo ko nak 'clubbing' ngan ak. ko ckp je tau ngan aku. kat coco banana ok? bole blahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkOOUNxlMrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6qsn8xNssH0/s1600-h/amax+n+amal+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351277260192428722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkOOUNxlMrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6qsn8xNssH0/s320/amax+n+amal+cute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;ini asma al husna. panggil amax je. kadang2 terpanggil mak, pastu org fikir yg dia ni mak aku plak. hhaahh. still remember kat bank muamalat kat kl when some guy thought that we were sisters? ahhah kelakar gila. yela dua2 pakai cermin mata n our face look slightly similar kan? dia ni suka belanja org. baik sgt. i still keep the rough sketch of powerpuff girls that u drew for me. thanks for it! ur bday is on 5th july kan? x lama lagi tu. looking forward to celebrate with u before i head off  to upsi, next week gak. tp nak celebrate awal sket. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkOOT6taxiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g1eUlbTzVB0/s1600-h/Picture(24).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351277255074694690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkOOT6taxiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/g1eUlbTzVB0/s320/Picture(24).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;this pic was taken at otk kan? otk stands for ong tai kim, the most available place to shop in gombak rite instead of sogo ke, mid ke. huhuhu look at aqib's lap. she was holding our assignment. time ni lps printing assignment. sempat lg nak amik gmbr. gambar plg bes yg pernah aku ada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;sekian terima kasih.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-6593557078922682139?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/6593557078922682139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/aqibamalamax.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/6593557078922682139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/6593557078922682139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/aqibamalamax.html' title='aqib+amal+amax'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkOOUWrbVSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/OmRhPefkp4k/s72-c/P1010038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-6549545842550157338</id><published>2009-06-23T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:30:38.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>terhalang dek kerana hijab?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkET2-XRJSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/snJ6kC1FCZo/s1600-h/Image0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579667467314466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkET2-XRJSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/snJ6kC1FCZo/s320/Image0249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;seriously i think this book is seriously fun n it really catched my eyes from the second i started reading till the second i finished reading it. its about a girl who has a strength to wear a hijab while others think that its too weird to do so. well what im gonna say rite now is it really does happen in everywhere where ppl still think that wearing a hijab is too corny. i have this one friend who wanted to apply for a job in a boutique, sadly, she wasnt accepted just because she wore a hijab at that time n the owner thought wearing a hijab wasnt glamorous n looked like a makcik selling kuih kat tepi jln n she said it was so out of fashion n she said it was a fashion crime n bla bla bla. of course la my friend was devastated, me either felt that too. terhalang dek kerana hijab? salah ke pakai tudung? x nampak cantik? does it really matter to the owner? nasihat saya kpd owner butik tu, ubahla pemikiran anda. lmbt laun anda juga yg akan menyarung tudung di kepala sendiri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&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/7980635888573157928-6549545842550157338?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/6549545842550157338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/terhalang-dek-kerana-hijab.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-7551270224374685963</id><published>2009-06-23T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:12:00.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gila annoying</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;hey u,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;go away la,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;get a life,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont mess with me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;y u r still there?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u know i always win n u r just a plain loser kan?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cant get enough of this ke?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tak serik2 lagi?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My God, u r so funny la,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;org lain sibuk nak ke depan, ko pulak sibuk nak ke belakang,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;macam tak da wawasan,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sampai bila2 pun u wont succeed trust me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;u suck, celaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-7551270224374685963?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-6555058570567697494</id><published>2009-06-21T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T09:02:24.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;so the gig didnt turn out as i wished it could be, coz i didnt bump into estranged n i didnt get to watch them perform, coz i had to go back early in a sense of fearing of my parents that might be freaking out if they found out their daughter was in a rock show!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;the gig goers were kind of shit. they did some moshpit n body surfing till i was scared. i could not stand this anymore n i thought being in this gig was really a bad idea. anyway, it was kind of sinful for me, kan? so, i made up my mind get out from the gig to perform prayer, since it was already 3pm n i hadnt prayed n takutkan Allah The Almighty sgt2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;after i prayed, i went back with tka, tp still estranged blum perform lg, n the other band was still on the stage n i thought x pelah, lain kali bole jumpe estranged. rase x rugi ape2 pun kan, drpd x solat, baik miss estranged perform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;lps ni klu nak jumpe diorg, u better make sure that it wont clash ur prayer schedule ye cik mena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;n im gonna miss all these craps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;im gonna miss din n his friendliness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;im gonna miss andy n his gorgeous n goodlooking personality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;im gonna miss hanafi n his shyness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;im gonna miss rich n his singing sensation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;waaaa ble nak jumpe diorg lagi ni...???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-6555058570567697494?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/6555058570567697494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/6555058570567697494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/6555058570567697494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss.html' title='i miss...'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-8841496811143359220</id><published>2009-06-16T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:29:54.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>father's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i never celebrated father's day before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i think it was too mean not to do that but trust me i didnt mean to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;deep inside my heart i loved him dearly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;just because maybe at that time i was shy enough to show some affection that a father needed most from his daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;i still remember when i was a kid, he bought me a barbie doll that all girls were so desperate to get one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;but i was the lucky one to have that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;and i thought he was the coolest dad in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;and still, he is the coolest one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;thanks for being the coolest dad for me for 21 years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;sorry for having so much dramas through out these years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;but i guess it really makes our strings attach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;father's day is just around the corner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;i only have 5 days to churn my mind up to think something that can celebrate his big day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;p/s- uja, if u r reading this, gv me any idea for this, sure u r expert in this n im not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-8841496811143359220?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/8841496811143359220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8841496811143359220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8841496811143359220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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worldwide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-5145867901347250011?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/5145867901347250011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/cancel-ur-vacation-please.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5145867901347250011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5145867901347250011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/cancel-ur-vacation-please.html' title='cancel ur vacation please...'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-4441746101009583677</id><published>2009-06-15T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T06:59:07.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>x da nafsu makan durian</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;i thought i could stuff my mouth with loads of durians, but i failed to have the guts to finish eating them though i had this passion to eat durians burst inside me n i found out this passion lied to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;as a conclusion, saya tak ada nafsu untuk makan durian walaupun durian berlambak kat dapur tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4441746101009583677?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/4441746101009583677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/x-da-nafsu-makan-durian.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4441746101009583677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4441746101009583677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/x-da-nafsu-makan-durian.html' title='x da nafsu makan durian'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-1742296377123684814</id><published>2009-06-14T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T08:21:31.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>durian</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i feel bored staying at house before i go back to upsi on 4th july. boredom really smothers me till i feel like crap. so i decided to follow mama n ayah to go to paklang's house at melaka, picking some durians at his house. so this kind of really excites me since i havent went there since raya last year, i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;muaz is going back to school after having a school break. hahaah padan muka budak kecik.. g tdo awal..boo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;p/s- me n mama are kind of pissed off after makcik sarah is getting on our last nerve when she has kind of delayed my driving lesson that should have been finished earlier before im off to uni. im still wondering whether i can finish up all the lessons n take the jpj test- another undesired behaviour of malay ppl, i think. -malay ppl always like to procrastinate, do u? wahai org melayu sekalian....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;need to have a nice n warm sleep before rocking on our journey tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;till then, xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-1742296377123684814?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/1742296377123684814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/durian.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/1742296377123684814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/1742296377123684814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/durian.html' title='durian'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-1589576761190882778</id><published>2009-06-13T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T11:20:31.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kantoi!</title><content type='html'>i dedicate this lyrics to all cheaters, liars, n players. feel it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;semalam i call you, you tak answer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;you kata you keluar pergi dinner,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;you kata you keluar dengan kawan you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;but when i called tommy he said it wasnt true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;so i drove my car pergi damansara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;tommy kata maybe you tengok bola,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;tapi bila i sampai you, you tak ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;lagilah i jadi gila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;so i called and called sampai you answer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;you kata sorry sayang tadi tak dengar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;my phone was on silent, i was at the gym,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;tapi latar belakang suara perempuan lain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;sudahlah sayang, i dont believe you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;i've always known your words were never true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;why am i with you, i pun tak tahu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;no wonder lah my friends pun tak suka you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;so i guess, that's the end of our story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;akhir kata she accepted his apology,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;tapi last last kita dapat tahu she was cheating too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;with her ex-boyfriend's bestfriend-tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;comel kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-1589576761190882778?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/1589576761190882778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/kantoi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/1589576761190882778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/1589576761190882778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/kantoi.html' title='kantoi!'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-8276852695386215711</id><published>2009-06-13T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T00:41:35.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>selamat bertunang kawanku!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkHXThKeIxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4gge9QdDYBk/s1600-h/DSC02593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350794562612634386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkHXThKeIxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4gge9QdDYBk/s320/DSC02593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;mardiah sayang, sori x dpt pergi ur engagement day, hope that i will get the chance to attend ur wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;congratz fren, im so hepi for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;till next time, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-8276852695386215711?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/8276852695386215711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/bedak-sejuk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8276852695386215711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8276852695386215711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/bedak-sejuk.html' title='selamat bertunang kawanku!'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SkHXThKeIxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4gge9QdDYBk/s72-c/DSC02593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-2107546572210724566</id><published>2009-06-12T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:15:44.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sushi yg sangat sedap!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SjJ6eEvarPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Dc-yAMyzHgQ/s1600-h/Image0245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346470364729486578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SjJ6eEvarPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Dc-yAMyzHgQ/s320/Image0245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hmmm. im turning into a sushi addict rite now. i dont have any idea of why i do eat it regularly. FYI, i used to hate eating sushi just because i wasnt into eating some weird stuff n i thought sushi was one of it. for me, it looked like crap, seriously. but when i tried to eat a lil bite of it, it turned me on... waaaa sedapnya.. btul la org kate x kenal maka x cinta... hehhehe. this pack of sushi was bought by ima at alamanda. she bought it at carrefour coz it is not pricey laa compared to sushi king yg jauh lbh mahal dari tu. tunggu laaa ble ada duit banyak sket, so i'll be indulging myself to eat at sushi king. hhuuhhu. actually this pic was taken after i already had my dinner which i was kind of full eating nasi berlaukkan ikan keli masak lemak dan ayam masak merah tp i could not resist to eat sushi afterwards. tamak btul! x pelah, it doesnt really scare me though, coz it's hard for me to gain some kilos eventhough i eat a lot like crap. hahha excuse me, it's not my intention to brag ok? it's just sooo reality. reality of being me-Amalina. my friends perceive me as a girl who likes to eat, eat n eat. even my allowance is majorly spent into buying food. ahhaha another true story of me that u cant afford to miss, eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-2107546572210724566?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/2107546572210724566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/sushi-yg-sangat-sedap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2107546572210724566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2107546572210724566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/sushi-yg-sangat-sedap.html' title='sushi yg sangat sedap!'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SjJ6eEvarPI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Dc-yAMyzHgQ/s72-c/Image0245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3643334138005562356</id><published>2009-06-09T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:20:40.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kids also know how to park their cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si6X0xrls3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0MOowGbEYME/s1600-h/Image0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345376740680512370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si6X0xrls3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0MOowGbEYME/s320/Image0242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hahhah. comel kan? my nephews pun park kereta diorang kt tmpt ltk kereta. hmm, imam Al-Ghazali once said that adults should be a good role model to children coz children do what they see from adults. so i guess this pic really means it. the drivers in the family have implemented this saying to the kids. of course la they know how to park their cars well, so the kids follow their behaviour by parking their tiny cars in the garage. maybe diorang takut ngan atuk kot sbb kalau ltk kereta merata2 nti kena marah. ahhaaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-3643334138005562356?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/3643334138005562356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/kids-also-know-how-to-park-their-cars.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3643334138005562356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3643334138005562356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/kids-also-know-how-to-park-their-cars.html' title='kids also know how to park their cars'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si6X0xrls3I/AAAAAAAAAFU/0MOowGbEYME/s72-c/Image0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-4763692650957063824</id><published>2009-06-09T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T04:10:48.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>model of the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4eWmaaQWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BZRkdz9foY4/s1600-h/DSC02301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345243181352632674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4eWmaaQWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BZRkdz9foY4/s320/DSC02301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;amani: mama mena....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me : yes honey,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;amani: what do u think about this pic of mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me : oh, u looked great in that gown. hahaha, where did u learn posing in that way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;amani: i dont even know, it just came out. hmm do u think i have what it takes to be a model?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;me : hahahah i dont know. but i guess u can start modelling in this house first, before ur mom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;will consider to put u in any modelling agency. that means, u should start taking nice pics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;in this house first. heheh lets see if atuk is supportive enough about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;amani: alaaaa.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;p/s- it's the gedikest side of amani. trust me. hahhha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;till then, xoxo&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/7980635888573157928-4763692650957063824?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/4763692650957063824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/model-of-house.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4763692650957063824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4763692650957063824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/model-of-house.html' title='model of the house'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4eWmaaQWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/BZRkdz9foY4/s72-c/DSC02301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-2316133062834036034</id><published>2009-06-09T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T09:19:01.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life as a 1 yr old lil precious human being</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hi there. it's me amani. rite now im replacing my aunt, mama mena to write in this blog. mama mena already gave me a green light to be part of this blog n i want to share with u about my life n how's gonna be like to turn 1 yr old this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4QeBCHBzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YyEFXqPvpp8/s1600-h/DSC02316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345227915594762034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4QeBCHBzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YyEFXqPvpp8/s320/DSC02316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my family just made a birthday party for me n it was a blast n i felt grateful to have my own party eventhough i know there are lots of kids out there who are not lucky enough as i am to have a bday celebration at such young age. i want to thank my parents who are very kind n supportive through out this year n thanks for being the greatest parents on earth. thanks mama coz u had me wear this such beautiful gown that every lil girl dreams of it n also the big cake n it was so yummy. i want to thank my grandpa, grandma, my brother, my uncles, my aunts, my maid, n my cousins for always accepting me to be part of this family. oh ya, i forgot to mention, my aunt, mama ipa n family didnt get a chance to be here with us coz they are away at penang. mama ipa, if u r reading this, do know that u r always in my heart n i really love to play with faruq again. ur absence was such a miss. never mind, promise me to visit me later, ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4QdzHoKRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sLWjJlJbyek/s1600-h/DSC02303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345227911859808530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4QdzHoKRI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sLWjJlJbyek/s320/DSC02303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is my big brother, aniq, who loves me dearly like any other big brother does to his lil sis. it's very nice to live with u n play with u. promise me to behave well in the house coz u sometimes give them a severe headache with ur misbehaviour (oh, i am just being honest, am i?). hehheh. but hey, thanks for giving me morning kisses when i wake up every morning n thanks for patting my shoulder when i cry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4Qdu2ixLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/X0-Yh5NvmPU/s1600-h/DSC02300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345227910714410162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4Qdu2ixLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/X0-Yh5NvmPU/s320/DSC02300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is my cousin, abg aan who also loves me n i cant wait to grow up coz i want to play with u n cycle with u. oh, u r such a good big brother who always grips my hands when im down, just see this pic. that is all so evident in this pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4QdZ3vEkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/93ah-QsY-o8/s1600-h/DSC02327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345227905082266178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4QdZ3vEkI/AAAAAAAAAEs/93ah-QsY-o8/s320/DSC02327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm what do i love about being a 1 yr old girl? hmmm let me guess, i love being photographed by my parents n aunts where i can do many poses that i like, it will feel great if i can see n evaluate all the photos of mine whether im hot enough to be a model but im still young to do that interpretation. but it's ok la, my mama n aunts always keep my photos safely n make these pics as a collection so that, when i grow up, i can look up for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4QdJV7FQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8VnyHvKz5jc/s1600-h/DSC02320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345227900645479682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4QdJV7FQI/AAAAAAAAAEk/8VnyHvKz5jc/s320/DSC02320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh ya, this is my favourite. i really love this photo. it makes me kind of cute by posing in that way. oh mama, plz send me to any modelling agency where i can be a model. emm, also, im dying to be a cover girl for ma n pa magazine. eh? am i being too much to ask for? hahhahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;p/s- owh blogging is fun, i wish i could have my own blog. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;amani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-2316133062834036034?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/2316133062834036034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-life-as-1-yr-old-lil-precious-human.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2316133062834036034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2316133062834036034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-life-as-1-yr-old-lil-precious-human.html' title='my life as a 1 yr old lil precious human being'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4QeBCHBzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YyEFXqPvpp8/s72-c/DSC02316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-4632738087628118890</id><published>2009-06-09T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:19:28.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pesawat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4Mn3b1GmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/O43NAj9oQow/s1600-h/DSC02275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345223686770465378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4Mn3b1GmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/O43NAj9oQow/s320/DSC02275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's gonna be a pilot one day, insya Allah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4632738087628118890?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/4632738087628118890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/pesawat.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4632738087628118890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4632738087628118890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/pesawat.html' title='pesawat'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4Mn3b1GmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/O43NAj9oQow/s72-c/DSC02275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-252982682829361772</id><published>2009-06-08T23:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:06:23.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging out with anis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EHCQ8XlI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xSmkXJfnbZs/s1600-h/Image0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345214326648888914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EHCQ8XlI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xSmkXJfnbZs/s320/Image0240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i had a priviledge to meet my best friend anis who has been with me for 2 years and a half in iic n currently is studying at msu. so we met last friday at mid n i think this was sort of our sweet reunion coz we havent met for about 6 months la, so we really appreciated this 9 hours meeting n did normal stuff like best friends would do like watching movie, gossiping, window shopping, n the list goes on. oh ya i forgot to mention, we watched syurga cinta together in cinema n the movie was ok la, eventhough sepi (we watched it last time together) is way more better than syurga cinta, but the movie really made me spend the quality time with this such good friend of mine n it seemed like i wanted to hang out with her all day long.. hahhaahhah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EG9y0rbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-x2zjhwS3_Q/s1600-h/Image0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345214325448814002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EG9y0rbI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-x2zjhwS3_Q/s320/Image0237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is me, looking kind of cute in this shirt. hahhahha. we really wanted to take pics in private so we managed to find a nice toilet that has a room for rest, getting make up done n stuff n it's very nice n cosy place laa. hmm i was still working out on how to make the camera love me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EGzSx3yI/AAAAAAAAAEE/98owMB0vxnU/s1600-h/Image0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345214322630057762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EGzSx3yI/AAAAAAAAAEE/98owMB0vxnU/s320/Image0234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is her, looking pretty in this outfit. heheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EGuWr8PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5gBn4hddAng/s1600-h/Image0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345214321304269042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EGuWr8PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5gBn4hddAng/s320/Image0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hhaahhah anis, u r so funny la, u always take pics with ur one leg comes infront n the other one is hiding inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EGXmKCHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fzUfSimI9NA/s1600-h/Image0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345214315195140210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EGXmKCHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fzUfSimI9NA/s320/Image0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmm as the conclusion, i really love this girl. she really represents my happiness n joy. i hope to c her soon n we're gonna watch a new movie together which is orphan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anis-if u r reading this, plz leave a comment. i really appreciate ur kindness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-252982682829361772?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/252982682829361772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/hanging-out-with-anis.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/252982682829361772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/252982682829361772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/hanging-out-with-anis.html' title='hanging out with anis'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Si4EHCQ8XlI/AAAAAAAAAEU/xSmkXJfnbZs/s72-c/Image0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-477386551503572247</id><published>2009-06-06T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:14:53.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where's the oreo cheese cake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SiqhUFZYd_I/AAAAAAAAADs/cAYoWBWyZT0/s1600-h/the-oreo-cheese-cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344261274246608882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SiqhUFZYd_I/AAAAAAAAADs/cAYoWBWyZT0/s320/the-oreo-cheese-cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last friday, i went to mid with my bff, n wanted to buy this cake which is oreo cheese cake for my sis tka, since i already promised her to buy that one for her upcoming bday. so, me n my friend managed to go to secret recipe n we were having our tea time there, i had a slice of walnut brownies while my friend had a slice of choc fudge. yummy!!! this had to be one of my craving desserts since i havent eaten scrt recipe for 5 months. while we were eating, i ordered the waiter to pack the other 2 slices of cakes which were oreo cheese n choc cheese for me to take away n the waiter obliged. then, i went back home, n i presented these cakes to my sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SiqhT5VljCI/AAAAAAAAADk/b4Ek7aLesdk/s1600-h/07-08-06_19-53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344261271009463330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SiqhT5VljCI/AAAAAAAAADk/b4Ek7aLesdk/s320/07-08-06_19-53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to my dismay, i found out another cake instead of oreo cheese had been put there. OMG. scret recipe had made a biggest mistake to its customer! i felt like i wanted to kill the waiter named AMIN. thank god he's kinda cute, so i would not mind not wanting to sue him. hahhaahah but the gud thing was, choc cheese was there, n wasnt replaced by another cake. so, the cakes were just eaten by my sisters n my nephews. i felt sorry for tka, for not having oreo cheese. tka shared her choc cheese with ima since tka has this propensity which is she has a difficulty in eating desserts, n she seldomly finishes them n she prefers to eat in a pair. n my nephews ate the banana choc cake n it just left me eating my big apple donuts. yummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SiqhTkIszjI/AAAAAAAAADc/4Dh8BUtiV0s/s1600-h/DSC01999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344261265318268466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SiqhTkIszjI/AAAAAAAAADc/4Dh8BUtiV0s/s320/DSC01999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today is your bday!!!!. hepi 24th bday sis. may Allah bless u in whatever u do. thanks for the good things that u have done to me. love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s- i feel soooo irritated coz, i havent found any slice of almond coffee cake, yet. actually walnut brownies really bores me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, xoxo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-477386551503572247?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/477386551503572247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SiqhUFZYd_I/AAAAAAAAADs/cAYoWBWyZT0/s72-c/the-oreo-cheese-cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-1170549454310563846</id><published>2009-06-05T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:09:48.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>decode</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the truth is hiding in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and you are hanging it on your tongue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;just boiling in my blood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;do you think that i can't see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;what kind of man that you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;if you are a man at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;well i'll figure this one out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;how do we get here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;when i used to know you so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-1170549454310563846?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/1170549454310563846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/decode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Bengang dakwaan 'gila mikrofon'&lt;br /&gt;Oleh Farihad Shalla Mahmud&lt;a href="mailto:farihad@bharian.com.my"&gt;farihad@bharian.com.my&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Estranged bangkit beri penjelasan ekoran gosip sewaktu konsert Rhythm Of Unity MARAH sungguh kumpulan Estranged apabila mendapat tahu ada gosip di akhbar yang mengatakan kumpulan mereka syok sendiri sewaktu menjayakan konsert Rhythm Of Unity yang berlangsung di kawasan meletak kereta di Stadium Nasional Bukit Jalil, 23 Mei lalu. Berdasarkan apa yang disiarkan menerusi gosip Normah Bechok dalam ruangan Dengarnya...., Estranged dikatakan ‘gila mikrofon’ apabila menyanyikan lima lagu walaupun sudah diberi amaran oleh penganjur, eBlitz Communications Sdn. Bhd yang mahukan mereka menyanyikan dua buah lagu saja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesannya, kumpulan yang membuat persembahan Estranged iaitu Slank hanya menyanyikan dua buah lagu saja dan itu mengundang kemarahan penonton yang begitu setia menantikan persembahan kumpulan dari Indonesia itu sejak awal petang lagi. Terperangkap dalam situasi apatah lagi ini kali pertama menganjurkan sebuah konsert, eBlitz meletakkan sepenuh kesalahan itu kepada Estranged dan akibatnya, nama kumpulan yang popular dengan lagu terbaru mereka, Yang Pernah dan Aurora ini tercemar sekali gus memberikan gambaran buruk kepada band indie yang lain. Merasakan diri mereka teraniaya, pemain dram kumpulan ini, Andy bangkit memberikan penjelasan kepada Hip serta menerangkan apa sebenarnya yang berlaku pada malam konsert itu berlangsung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip: Mungkin Andy boleh beri penjelasan yang mengatakan kumpulan Estranged buat persembahan syok sendiri sewaktu konsert Rhythm Of Unity berlangsung?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Sebenarnya kami sendiri terkejut apabila mendapat tahu mengenai gosip itu kerana setahu kami pihak penganjur tidak memberi sebarang amaran. Sebaliknya mereka bersetuju apabila kami katakan mahu menyanyikan lima buah lagu. Dan andai benar mereka kecewa atau terkilan dengan Estranged, mengapa ketika kami mahu pulang, mereka melayani kami seperti biasa, bersalam dan tidak membangkitkan sebarang rasa tidak puas hati masa itu. Jadi apabila tiba-tiba muncul kenyataan di akhbar yang mengatakan mereka kecewa apabila kami menyanyi melebihi waktu yang ditetapkan sehingga menyebabkan kumpulan Slank terpaksa menyanyi dua buah lagu saja, itu membuatkan kami bengang kerana ia jelas mencemarkan nama kami di mata khalayak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip: Takkan pihak Estranged tidak dimaklumkan langsung mengenai syarat itu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Apa yang saya tahu mereka tidak mengeluarkan arahan apa-apa. Bukan saja kami tetapi pengurus kami juga tidak dimaklumkan apa-apa. Malah kami sendiri tidak dimaklumkan bahawa mereka hanya mendapat permit dari pihak DBKL hanyalah setakat jam 12.30 tengah malam. Kalau benar mereka ada beritahu, takkan kami nak buat kepala sendiri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip: Tak ada usaha untuk bersemuka dengan mereka serta meminta penjelasan atas apa yang terjadi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Sebaik saja gosip itu tersiar di akhbar, pengurus kami ada berjumpa dengan wakil penganjur dan mereka ada berjanji untuk memohon maaf secara terbuka tapi saya tak nampak pun mereka berbuat demikian. Sebenarnya sejak awal lagi kami sudah sangsi dengan penganjuran konsert ini. Bayangkan belum pernah kami membuat konsert tanpa sebarang sesi sound check. Tapi untuk konsert ini, kami tidak berkesempatan untuk sound check disebabkan beberapa masalah. Ada ke patut mereka suruh kami buat sound check jam 3.30 pagi pada hari berlangsungnya konsert? Kami tak buat pun. Kemudian mereka menyuruh kami bersedia pada jam 12 tengah hari untuk sound check namun kami terkejut apabila mendapati pentas yang disediakan sedang dibuka. Saya difahamkan khabarnya pihak pembekal marah apabila pihak penganjur tidak menjelaskan bayaran dan disebabkan itulah mereka membuka kembali pentas yang dipasang. Lebih teruk lagi apabila pentas hanya baru dipasang ketika jam 5 petang di mana waktu itu sepatutnya konsert sudah bermula. Di sini menunjukkan yang penganjur sebenarnya tidak profesional dalam menjalankan kerja mereka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip: Mungkin mereka masih baru dalam bidang ini menyebabkan konsert anjuran mereka menjadi kucar kacir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Saya faham keadaan ini dan disebabkan itulah walaupun pada peringkat awal saya lihat banyak masalah yang berlaku namun atas dasar ingin memberi sokongan terhadap usaha mereka menganjurkan konsert untuk band indie, jadi kami teruskan juga membuat persembahan. Tapi lain pula jadinya apabila kami yang dipersalahkan atas apa yang berlaku. Saya juga ingin menyentuh soal bayaran. Berdasarkan perjanjian awal, penganjur akan menjelaskan baki bayaran selepas konsert berakhir. Namun sehingga kini tiada khabar yang diterima. Setakat ini mereka hanya menjelaskan bayaran sebanyak 30 peratus. Kami masih menunggu dan jika mereka gagal melunaskan bayaran yang dijanjikan, kami tidak teragak-agak untuk mengambil tindakan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip: Bagaimana pula dengan reaksi kumpulan Slank sendiri?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Pihak pengurusan kami ada bertemu dengan pengurusan mereka dan nampaknya mereka tidak menyalahkan kami dalam hal ini. Mereka memahami situasi yang berlaku. Cuma kami risau bagaimana penerimaan media di negara Indonesia. Kami bimbang jika mereka menulis bukan-bukan mengenai kami hanya berdasarkan kenyataan yang dikeluarkan pihak penganjur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hip: Serik untuk bekerjasama dengan penganjur seperti ini pada masa akan datang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: Bukan serik tetapi mungkin selepas ini kami kena berhati-hati supaya pisang tidak berbuah dua kali. Kami tidak mahu disebabkan sikap tidak profesional pihak penganjur, kami menjadi mangsa. Kami tidak mahu disebabkan mereka, nama kumpulan Indie lain turut tercemar. Pastinya selepas ini ada penganjur yang berat untuk mengundang band Indie membuat persembahan kerana bimbang masalah serupa akan berlaku. Apapun dengan penjelasan ini, kami harap semua pihak mendapat gambaran yang benar terhadap apa yang berlaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;whatever it is, estranged is not guilty, i can feel it even though i wasnt there at the concert. the people who accused estranged are nothing but a psychopath, son of a bitch, n they r trying to put estranged down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;go estranged! i'll always support u guys, no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;p/s-i wish i could be there too, watching ur energetic performance is such pleasure to the eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;till then, xoxo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-66912524533070236?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/66912524533070236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-wasnt-their-fault-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/66912524533070236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/66912524533070236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-wasnt-their-fault-hello.html' title='it wasnt their fault, hello.'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-4640677056227922855</id><published>2009-06-02T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T00:24:39.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the misuse of streamyx</title><content type='html'>well, it seems like the streamyx thingy has taken its toll on me. im such a misuser. im misusing this privilage. u know, i never felt this good before. before this we used a dial up connection n it wasnt really good la coz it was a bit lembap. having a fast internet connection really makes me feel better-i can blog as much as i can, i can chat with my friends on ym, n the worst thing which is my guilty pleasure is i can watch my favourite videos on you tube. hahahha, i cant afford to miss it. last nite i watched my fav filipino drama, pangako sayo till 4 in the morning n it was totally a bliss! but im worried that this thing is killing me from not doing something which is vital than surfing the internet 24/7. well here are the consequences of my bad habit (which i enjoy doing it!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i love watching videos-estranged, disney cartoons, dramas, songs n the list goes on. so i end up logging on to youtube. it's a must for me if im surfing the internet. watching these things really make my eyes wide open n i wont feel sleepy n it seems like i sleep only 2-3 hours at night. it's indeed not a good thing for me coz after praying subuh prayer, i'll continue my sleep untill 12 am, n i'll feel guilty afterwards coz i let my mum cook for lunch alone whereas im thoughtful enough to help her cook too. sorry mama, ur daughter is trying to wake up early in order to help u finish preparing lunch! but how? i dont know, sometimes i hate myself for not having the courage to do something that can make my mum be proud of me, like cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i've always wanted to indulge myself in some spiritual things like qiam, reading quran, mathurat n stuff n i didnt have much time to do that kind of thing back in upsi where i was smothered by study n exam n i was thinking that i wanted to do that during holiday. n now i barely do that n im kind of lazy to please Allah by doing these recommended things n it sounds like im disgracing mayself. Ya Allah, plz forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i just bought a good book which is 'does my head look big in this?' n proudly  say that i havent finished reading it n it's very embarrassing because i bought this book about 3 weeks ago n i should have finished reading this book a day after i bought it. huh! i've always been keen to books n reading a new book only takes me 1-2 days to read it (im not saying im a fast n good reader, i always make sure that my dictionary is always with me when im reading). it feels like i want to slap myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) there's a writing competion held by nst paper n i really want to join it. until now, i havent made any progression to start writing the essay because im enjoying myself surfing the internet! i hope that i can finish writing it since the due date is on 26th june. can i make this possible? i dont know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) i have a passion which is writing short stories n i want to start writing my own story because the idea is there n is waiting to be put on a paper n is viciously procrastinated by me having too much fun on surfing the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. it ends here. i hope i wont screw things up again n i want to fix myself if only i dont pamper myself a lot by sticking infront of this innocent pink dell. thanks for letting me get my frustration out. gudbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4640677056227922855?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/4640677056227922855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/06/misuse-of-streamyx.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;hati beri siksa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ku tak berdaya lagi&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-4922065315377496604?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/4922065315377496604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/lutsinar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4922065315377496604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/4922065315377496604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/lutsinar.html' title='lutsinar'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-3512431254690952231</id><published>2009-05-29T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:34:27.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mimpi ular</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so, rite now, i want to share with you about something that happenned to me last nite. well, i had a dream. n it was quite scary n made me scream when i woke up after dreaming. i was dreaming about a snake. a black snake. hmm i think u can guess what is the interpretation of that dream. there's a folklore saying that if u have that kind of dream, that means someone is really interested in you n wants to propose u. hahah funny. so, i dont know what im feeling rite now. who's the luckiest guy who wants to marry me? i already broke up with someone. hm, just dont take it seriously la, n dont believe.  just assume this as a sort of amusement. i dont want to marry rite now, long way to go. im 21 n still studying. im gonna finish studying in 2013 (that means im 25 then). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-3512431254690952231?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/3512431254690952231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/mimpi-ular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3512431254690952231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/3512431254690952231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/mimpi-ular.html' title='mimpi ular'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-8820379286138841163</id><published>2009-05-27T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:54:36.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>situasi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i already threw u out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;hope u dont mind&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;i really am sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;it seems like we dont have a strong connection...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;n i refuse to give it a chance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;to get to know u deeper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;coz it's meaningless&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;thanks for the memories&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;thanks for the time wasted on u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-8820379286138841163?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/8820379286138841163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/situasi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8820379286138841163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8820379286138841163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/situasi.html' title='situasi'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-7452648616309615507</id><published>2009-05-26T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:44:28.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ruang hati</title><content type='html'>hey sahabat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usahlah kau pulang lagi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke ruang hatiku ini,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku takkan menunggu.&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;till then, xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-7452648616309615507?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/7452648616309615507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/ruang-hati.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7452648616309615507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7452648616309615507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/ruang-hati.html' title='ruang hati'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-2894200125373925563</id><published>2009-05-24T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:43:36.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the duo beradik</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShmQRL1MOdI/AAAAAAAAADU/W0X7CmvoBAU/s1600-h/Image0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339457458132498898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShmQRL1MOdI/AAAAAAAAADU/W0X7CmvoBAU/s320/Image0222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShmQQyrLUbI/AAAAAAAAADM/RM9j7GmSrsU/s1600-h/Image0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339457451379610034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShmQQyrLUbI/AAAAAAAAADM/RM9j7GmSrsU/s320/Image0224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; meet aniq n amani, adik  beradik yang selalu menghangatkan seisi rumah dengan telatah mereka n they always amuse us. these pictures were taken when they were bored not doing anything which was fun n interesting. at that time, their mum was bz surfing  the internet n wasnt able to entertain them (ima, plz dont get me wrong, i didnt mean to say that u r not a great mum, u r actually a great mum). yes, ima, i understand that u need some time to have some rest n be out from any stress that can make u meroyan n u did a good job by doing a thing that u enjoyed most. anak2 ima pun amat memahami keadaan ibunya yg inginkan keseronokan seperti org bujang (like mama mena), so mereka mencari alternatif lain utk berdikari by doing things on their own. at these pics, they were playing together which it was hard for me to understand what game they played but nvr mind, they managed not to rely on their mum some time. n ima, u should be proud of ur kids. they understand u most than any other people. Alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s-we're gonna throw a bday party for amani this sunday, Insya Allah. it's kind of sweet 16 bday party that u watch on mtv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-2894200125373925563?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/2894200125373925563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/duo-beradik.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2894200125373925563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2894200125373925563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/duo-beradik.html' title='the duo beradik'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShmQRL1MOdI/AAAAAAAAADU/W0X7CmvoBAU/s72-c/Image0222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-6303146664861724673</id><published>2009-05-24T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:56:35.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gudbye emmett, hidup butterfingers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl6vVyJjrI/AAAAAAAAADE/0Dsiuitn9Ek/s1600-h/butters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339433786944360114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl6vVyJjrI/AAAAAAAAADE/0Dsiuitn9Ek/s320/butters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is butterfingers, one of my fav local bands in malaysia. their songs are awesome. actually, to be honest, i wasnt really familiar with their songs n the band also coz before this i was so into international acts n didnt really listen to some malaysian bands. but, this band came to the picture. in 2004, when i was in form 4, i started to listen to their hit which was the chemistry between us, n it made me wonder which band sang this song, it seemed like it was sung by some international band coz that song was so great, kind of nirvana n i nvr thought that this actually came from our local band. i also didnt know that this song actually came out before2004, n being ignorant i was made me find out which band sang this song until i already got the answer in 2008 which was last year, n i already knew that the band was butterfingers. what a miss. i should have listened to them earlier. so pathetic! besides the chemistry, i also love stolen, n all their english hits. i must admit that the most fav track is the chemistry, it really makes my head bang. the best rock song ever i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl6vNIMZKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NoMfdJd1YkY/s1600-h/2728864854_da713003bb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339433784620901538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl6vNIMZKI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NoMfdJd1YkY/s320/2728864854_da713003bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year also, they came out with their new album. a malay album n this was said to be their last album but actually it wasnt. all the songs r great. i love 1000 thn mahu hidup, terus terang, bebas, mati hidup kmbali n so on n so forth. this album actually made my eyes wide open that they r very talented musicians n they have been in this industry for 15 years. it really upsets me that they didnt win the best rock album n the best rock song at the AIM award, n they lost to hujan which i think they deserved to win both categories. im not saying that i hate hujan, hujan is great, but butterfingers is way more better than hujan. aaaah, nvr mind, winning an award is nothing, but producing good songs is way more important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl6vJHoR_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ck47o3l4iWc/s1600-h/3004526562_7c284657cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339433783544793074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl6vJHoR_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/Ck47o3l4iWc/s320/3004526562_7c284657cb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is emmett, the vocalist of butterfingers. i cant believe that he actually used to study in mckk n became the top student there, n yet has a great passion in music besides having a good academic background, n how cool is that. he really can sing, n play the guitar extremely well n he has what it takes to be a rockstar. then, he already flew to canada, couple of days ago, coz he's working there. it's not that he left butterfingers, he just left malaysia only. butterfingers is not over yet, n i still hope that they will be together again, producing more great songs. i'll always support butterfingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-6303146664861724673?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/6303146664861724673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/gudbye-emmett-hidup-butterfingers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/6303146664861724673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/6303146664861724673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/gudbye-emmett-hidup-butterfingers.html' title='gudbye emmett, hidup butterfingers'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl6vVyJjrI/AAAAAAAAADE/0Dsiuitn9Ek/s72-c/butters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-7774299629772214661</id><published>2009-05-24T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:30:36.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my 1st victory</title><content type='html'>yes... i already passed the theory exam. i got 48/50. Alhamdulillah. that means i can learn how to drive after this. so the driving lesson's gonna be on thursday. i feel like i cant hardly wait to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i could not sleep. i slept at 5am. but the sleepless night is paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s-i ate mcd twice today, hope that i wont put some kilos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-7774299629772214661?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/7774299629772214661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-1st-victory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7774299629772214661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/7774299629772214661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-1st-victory.html' title='my 1st victory'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-6191766113947951556</id><published>2009-05-22T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:13:06.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when ida wasnt around...</title><content type='html'>hhuuhuh. sepanjang ari rase penat sgt? y? coz our maid ida wasnt around. she went to c her husband n her family n will be back here on sunday. things will be easier when she's around at home. yes. it's a sincere confession. tp ble dier blk kjp umah husband dier, that means i have to take care of ima's kids which are aniq n amani when ima goes to work. td, agak memenatkan bg saya n mama coz we took care of them since they r the youngest in our house that need special care n attention. amani..omg i'm telling u she has become more ganas n very2 active. yeah that means she's growing up n sometimes it's funny to hear her say some few words n she has become very2 demanding. hahhah. so of course the kids when searching for ida. me n mama came for the rescue. so, here are some activities that we made to cheer them up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) we took them outside the house, aniq main basikal n amani naek kereta sorong, kereta sorong that had been used by muaz since he was 1 yr old. so kami main2 dan bergurau senda bersama-sama sambil mama nyanyi lagu utk cucu-cucu kesayangannya di atas buai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) aniq loves cats n so do i. when we were playing outside, we spotted a cat, n i jumped happily that finally i found a cat. saya amat teruja utk m'bela kucing sepanjang cuti ini, so tried panggil kucing tu, but it didnt succeed. that cat was sooo sombong n it made aniq go back cycling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) after playing outside the house, we went inside n mama fed amani n i coaxed aniq by letting him watch thomas n friends at my laptop. aniq looked very2 keen to watch n sing the song. he looked very cute i tell u. then, suddenly muaz n aan interrupted n wanted to watch ultraman instead thomas n friends. so aniq just obliged hearing the command made by his elder cousins. so i let them watch it.(with my guidance ok. i wont let them watch for hours. it can corrupt children's mind).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) aniq n amani played together with aan n muaz. the 3 boys fought. aniq still could not fit with muaz n aan. they fought n they cried n they fought again n they cried again. sgt penat melayan kerenah diorg n it made mama forget to take a nap for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; then, around 6 pm angah n family were off to blk kmpung n me n mama were counting every minute, hoping that abg ain n ima would be home early since mama wanted to go to  a sermon with ayah at surau. so, after a few minutes, the arrival of black vios made us happy, happy to know that the taking care session was finally over. aniq n amani sgt gembira dgn kepulangan org tua mereka dari tmpt krja, n mama went to her room n got ready to go to surau n i went off to my room, opened my laptop n got to listen to my fav song at myspace which is 'ruang hati kembali sebentar lagi' which is sung by auburn. hahah i love that song. uhuhu nak download tak reti, so terpaksa bukak page myspace auburn utk dgr lagu tu. (hmmm nasib baik da psg streamyx, so bole dgr lagu2 best). hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s-my test is due 2mrw. am i ready? i dont even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-6191766113947951556?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/6191766113947951556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-ida-wasnt-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/6191766113947951556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/6191766113947951556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/when-ida-wasnt-around.html' title='when ida wasnt around...'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-8623881897336921656</id><published>2009-05-21T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:43:04.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>andy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShWRFVINGCI/AAAAAAAAACI/LH7TWjfEjAE/s1600-h/rtw8c6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338332454074521634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShWRFVINGCI/AAAAAAAAACI/LH7TWjfEjAE/s320/rtw8c6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; owh andy.. u r getting even hotter nowadays. i still cant believe that there's a rumour saying that u r dating with marsha AF. u better leave that woman.. she's not worth it.. hahaahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to meet u at ur gig next month.. for the 4th time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s-im beginning to hate linkin park rite now. their new song sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-8623881897336921656?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/8623881897336921656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/andy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8623881897336921656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/8623881897336921656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/andy.html' title='andy'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShWRFVINGCI/AAAAAAAAACI/LH7TWjfEjAE/s72-c/rtw8c6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-5307471884319578300</id><published>2009-05-19T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:51:07.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aniq yg entah paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShLy691LohI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BbNes_T1Yhg/s1600-h/Image0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337595603231416850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShLy691LohI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BbNes_T1Yhg/s320/Image0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShLy6wEVB-I/AAAAAAAAABw/VH8gXqgRs_U/s1600-h/Image0204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337595599536850914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShLy6wEVB-I/AAAAAAAAABw/VH8gXqgRs_U/s320/Image0204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, as u can c in these pictures, the lil boy is my nephew. my 5th nephew n now i have 8 nepwhews n 1 niece. and 1 baby is on the way which is ipa's. owh, i forgot to tell his name. well he's name is aniq, he's 2 yrs of age n he's very2 chubby n he makes everone feel geram with him n everyone wants to pinch his cheeks. aniq likes to sing n the funny part is he's the only one who sings religiously, compared with my other nephews. i think he has the musical talent n how cute is that. but i hope he's not gonna be an artist or whatsoever in the future coz we r expecting him to be a good man with a noble job. im not saying that im underestimating musicians in this world (though i also love music), it's because as u can c nowadays entertainment bizz has more negative sides than the positive sides. owh forget it. i dont want to talk about that coz its not worth it...rite? entertainment thing is very tiring....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aniq lives with us n he has his cousins to play with which r muaz 5, aan n nawfal, 3 yrs old. aniq is the baby of the bunch. aniq tries so hard to fit in with them each day, sometimes he is accepted to play with them sometimes he's not. he also finds it difficult to mingle with nawfal n they always fight. oh its normal for children n it's a character building, sooner or later they will learn how important it is to keep the relationship stronger n i want them to be close when they grow up. i dont want them to be like me. when i was very young, i was really close with my cousins like mira n shafiq, we always played, n did normal stuff like any kid would do, but it didnt last when we grew up. we barely spoke, just smiled to each other. maybe we were shy because we were not kids anymore. but thank God, me n mira still can contact each other on friendster eventhough we r seldom to do so. she never fails to give me testimonials n i nvr fail to do so to her. she's studying medicine in egypt rite now so i wish her all the best in whatever she does...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the moral of the story is.... i dont know. hahahha. it has many things to be taken seriously. i know u can figure it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s-im struggling sooo damn hard to study driving lesson. n im not ready yet to take the exam. lols...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, xoxo        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-5307471884319578300?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/5307471884319578300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/aniq-yg-entah-paper.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5307471884319578300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5307471884319578300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/aniq-yg-entah-paper.html' title='aniq yg entah paper'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShLy691LohI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BbNes_T1Yhg/s72-c/Image0205.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-2627629397405353581</id><published>2009-05-18T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:52:41.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>driving lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShEzxLsLuCI/AAAAAAAAABo/BShQuMu0zN8/s1600-h/Image0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337103953455462434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShEzxLsLuCI/AAAAAAAAABo/BShQuMu0zN8/s320/Image0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok. im learning to drive rite now n trying to get a license that i should have taken that after spm 3 years ago, hmm so outdated kan saya ni. org lain da pandai drive n even one of my friends hit a man after he got a license n sadly the man died. kesian kan? rasanya kwn saya tu maybe trauma nak drive. ok. actually, frankly to say that im not interested to drive. y? ok im giving u the reasons of y i am so not into driving..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) actually i dont have the guts to drive coz im scared, psychotic, psychofreak. if i drive, i might hit ppl just like my friend did n maybe i would be put in jail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) saya seorg clumsy, senang gabra n menggelabah if im doing something new n hard. im not really confident enough to drive. its so pathetic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) hmmm rasenya i dont have to drive coz im hiring a driver one day. hahha byk ke duit nak hire driver cik mena oi?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) i hate challenges n driving is very, indeed, really challenging. camping kat hutan pun x suka, inikan pula benda yg susah mcm bawak kereta ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i already gave u the 4 reasons of y i hate to drive, but i should get through of what im doing rite now. just keep doing it, n never turn back. rasenya driving isnt that bad like what i thought before. i already attended the theory class n it made me badly want to drive now. tp before that i have to sit an exam. the laws of the road exam so gmbr kat atas tu gmbr buku revision n exercises that i have to finish studying n completing all the questions. 500 questions. so cik mena, tlg study ye. tlg la study coz u have paid so much money to take this license. i hope that i can pass. Amin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s- actually takut giler bangang nak mampus amik exam tu wei....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-2627629397405353581?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/2627629397405353581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-lesson.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2627629397405353581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/2627629397405353581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/driving-lesson.html' title='driving lesson'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShEzxLsLuCI/AAAAAAAAABo/BShQuMu0zN8/s72-c/Image0213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-5725318248884975589</id><published>2009-05-17T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T10:56:07.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kasut baru</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShBBAU8ydeI/AAAAAAAAABg/RWzsWbwpW14/s1600-h/Image0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336837032313517538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShBBAU8ydeI/AAAAAAAAABg/RWzsWbwpW14/s320/Image0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShBBALd6lhI/AAAAAAAAABY/94avSk-ajlg/s1600-h/Image0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336837029768107538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShBBALd6lhI/AAAAAAAAABY/94avSk-ajlg/s320/Image0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahahaaa. this is my new pair of shoes that i just bought during my hang out with aini at mid valley. cool isnt it? i know it's drop dead gorgeous n i think girls like me deserve to have that. being a nerd i am made me want to buy that one for my walking to classes at upsi next semester after seeing my friends wearing high heels in campus whereas i was still stuck in my flat shoes thinking that i was quite ashamed to wear any heels in class n how i envied my friends for having the guts to wear heels. so pathetic! so this is kind of revenge n i want to look fabulous wearing that in class. hahhaa (trust me it wasnt my intention to brag). ok so i just want to tell u what i actually looked up for during the hang out. i actually wanted to buy a dress or a top since i havent been wearing any cute dress in a long time for 5 months (i felt it was a bad idea to wear that one in upsi though i had brought my dresses during the registration). it is because we as future teachers are thoughtful enough to wear any appropriate clothes like baju kurung n stuff n how its gonna be like if u r wearing that one while u r teaching in class. u r totally not a good role model to students. hahahha so way back to my story at mid valley, i was searching for a cute dress in all stores like padini, mng, pdi, bum, diesel, nichi n finally aini n i reached to the last store which was elle. n thank God it was still on sale n many outfits were up to 50% less from the actual price i thought this was great. FREAKING GREAT. n suddenly my eyes were captured by a cute pink dress n i thought i wanted it badly coz it made me kind of cute n lovely if i wore it. so, i grabbed n headed to a changing room n OMG. it was stunning n aini approved that it was indeed cute. n suddenly my thought hit me that i looked kind of fat when wearing that. hmmm so i didnt buy it thinking that i am short, n it would be great wearing that if i were tall enough. hahhaha so that day, i only bought the shoes n a book to remedy my mood. hheeh its ok. i have plenty of times to find cute dresses after my sis tika promised me that she will treat me for shopping after getting her first salary. hmmm thanks sis. u deserve to have all the credits in the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s-already checked up estranged gigs n they will be in kl for 2 shows n i cant really rmmbr the venues that they will be playing, hopefully i can go. YES!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till then, xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-5725318248884975589?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/5725318248884975589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/kasut-baru.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5725318248884975589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5725318248884975589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/kasut-baru.html' title='kasut baru'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/ShBBAU8ydeI/AAAAAAAAABg/RWzsWbwpW14/s72-c/Image0212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-5970525292540626939</id><published>2009-05-16T09:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:45:52.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>big apple donut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Sg7qErWHBRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KQmeglG3FRU/s1600-h/1_253934183l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336459974556452114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Sg7qErWHBRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KQmeglG3FRU/s320/1_253934183l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; last friday, i went hanging out with aini at mid valley. since ive been craving to eat yummy desserts (yela kat tg malim tu mana ada big apple ke, scrt recipe ke n it wont have one pun, trust me), we headed to big apple donuts cafe n manged to buy some donuts. oh ya, i was eating mocha lisa donut in that picture, n it was sooo yummy, delicious (way more better that dunkin donut i tell u)... u better grab one, it really makes ur mouth water....tp kat gmbr tu my face didnt really look like i enjoyed eating that, but actually i was thrilled eating it n it was very enthusiastic. yela cover line....mase makan tuh, mulut comot giler dgn krim mocha tu, so i would not want to destroy my pic with the comot look, coz it was hideous (wei jatuh maruah aku)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i did a little shopping too but later i will post about it coz i havent taken a pic of my new pair of shoes n u will love to c it...(nak show off kasut baru boleh? heheehhe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-5970525292540626939?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/5970525292540626939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-apple-donut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5970525292540626939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/5970525292540626939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/big-apple-donut.html' title='big apple donut'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Sg7qErWHBRI/AAAAAAAAABQ/KQmeglG3FRU/s72-c/1_253934183l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-181175818516104699</id><published>2009-05-16T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:26:51.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jika ku seorang robot</title><content type='html'>jika ku seorang robot,&lt;br /&gt;nombor-nombor darahku,&lt;br /&gt;jasadku import eksport,&lt;br /&gt;besi logam dagingku,&lt;br /&gt;sinar matahari solar,&lt;br /&gt;nyawaku tenaga elektrik,&lt;br /&gt;meneliti lebuhraya,&lt;br /&gt;mengawasi pasaraya,&lt;br /&gt;tak perlu ada komplot,&lt;br /&gt;kawan-kawan semua robot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhh i love this song, but sadly cant really remember the lyrics clearly, so i just stated what i remember most. it is sung by monolog, i think its an indie band. if u r so into underground, indie or local music scence, probably u might know this song. the music is fresh, n has some robotic melody. the title is very attractive n lets u know what it feels like to be a robot, but i would never wish to be a robot, coz it's stiff, numb, n never has the chance to do desirable things. what a miss isnt it? sometimes a robot is set to be like a slave which it serves or entertains people to do things like house chores n stuff. maybe there's a sole good thing of being a robot which is it will never deal with any discrimination n will never hurt others because a robot is made not to do cruel things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, im grateful to be a human because there are lots of things, missions, goals and ambitions to be accomplished, for me to make a living, a better living n leads me to live happily in this world. people also can live at ease if they dont discriminate, they dont do evil stuff besause it's gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''if everyone cared, nobody died.&lt;br /&gt;if everyone loved, nobody cried''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s-i cant find the song to be put here, do check out the song at xfresh.fm where it gives u 100 percent malaysian songs especially indie n underground music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-181175818516104699?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/181175818516104699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/jika-ku-seorang-robot.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/181175818516104699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/181175818516104699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/jika-ku-seorang-robot.html' title='jika ku seorang robot'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7980635888573157928.post-1916170705316783574</id><published>2009-05-09T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:31:14.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me-amalina mohamad saim'/><title type='text'>welcome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SgZYLCDkyjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kKr6mqLWCyk/s1600-h/1_331795507l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334047755220601394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SgZYLCDkyjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kKr6mqLWCyk/s320/1_331795507l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello, at last i already have my own blog. im gonna write more n more about things that have crossed my mind. let the words do the story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7980635888573157928-1916170705316783574?l=amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/feeds/1916170705316783574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/1916170705316783574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7980635888573157928/posts/default/1916170705316783574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amalina-speaklesswritemore.blogspot.com/2009/05/welcome.html' title='welcome!'/><author><name>amalina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04875473645512665385</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/Shl3-f5f66I/AAAAAAAAACU/v_TbAOUU4gY/S220/DSC01760.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CulTox7vc98/SgZYLCDkyjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kKr6mqLWCyk/s72-c/1_331795507l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
