<?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-6252428284457446881</id><updated>2012-02-20T11:42:14.429+08:00</updated><category term='single is still the best after all .'/><category term='moving on .'/><category term='mini reunion .'/><category term='you&apos;re the one who holds my heart .'/><category term='missing babygirls .'/><category term='i miss my girls badly .'/><category term='on ilah&apos;s birthday in advanced .'/><category term='you&apos;re the best dad .'/><category term='happy 19th birthday baby .'/><category term='1st day of raya .'/><category term='i miss everything about you .'/><category term='well done spaniards .'/><category 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-8397995561600785020</id><published>2012-01-14T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T20:27:08.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy 20th belated birthday to meeeeeee! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-8397995561600785020?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/8397995561600785020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-5056258956011387260</id><published>2011-11-27T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:46:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;If two people are meant to be together, eventually they'll find their way back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-5056258956011387260?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/5056258956011387260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-805644857421128282</id><published>2011-11-19T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T17:08:48.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At the end of the day, this is not what we want. I always ask myself why these things must happened to us? :'( People don't know what we both have gone through together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-805644857421128282?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/805644857421128282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=805644857421128282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/805644857421128282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/805644857421128282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/11/at-end-of-day-this-is-not-what-we-want.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-6681424185913182948</id><published>2011-10-30T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:43:58.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Love me when I'm gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-6681424185913182948?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/6681424185913182948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=6681424185913182948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6681424185913182948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6681424185913182948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/10/love-me-when-im-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-5939087483621286647</id><published>2011-10-25T19:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:43:42.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Only God knows how I feel. I will always pray that things will be like how it used to before. I hope no matter how hard the situations are, we both will always remain strong to hold on tight onto this relationship that we have built together. I've known you for half a year now. Many things happened and we've gone through so much together. You know that no matter what, you're still the best of all. I hope that you will always know that I am really grateful and thankful to have you in my life. I hope we both will never ever give up yet on this relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-5939087483621286647?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/5939087483621286647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=5939087483621286647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5939087483621286647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5939087483621286647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/10/only-god-knows-how-i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4935066138234973862</id><published>2011-10-16T17:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T19:45:21.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgtGnBFcLMc/TqP-LfxthVI/AAAAAAAAAqU/c1yvQNXiC3A/s1600/5th%2Bmonth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666652229624235346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgtGnBFcLMc/TqP-LfxthVI/AAAAAAAAAqU/c1yvQNXiC3A/s320/5th%2Bmonth.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy 5th monthsary. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4935066138234973862?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4935066138234973862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4935066138234973862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4935066138234973862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4935066138234973862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-5th-monthsary.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hgtGnBFcLMc/TqP-LfxthVI/AAAAAAAAAqU/c1yvQNXiC3A/s72-c/5th%2Bmonth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1055932373873349823</id><published>2011-10-09T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:10:28.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Been spending time with baby for 3 days straight and I had so much fun and laughter with him. Thank you sayang. You're the best of all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1055932373873349823?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1055932373873349823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1055932373873349823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1055932373873349823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1055932373873349823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/10/been-spending-time-with-baby-for-3-days.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-5789364556492192597</id><published>2011-09-16T14:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T20:21:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c47d89d9df0370ac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc47d89d9df0370ac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332507809%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D81A1FB4F43227A0B6BA73B6762DF01BFEE021EB8.18847966B065632B353084E8396C63E6C5E383D7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc47d89d9df0370ac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAaaZvpTnYXIV4qe8rR1yWZsMGoc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy 4th monthsary sweetheart. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-5789364556492192597?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/5789364556492192597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=5789364556492192597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5789364556492192597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5789364556492192597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-611481118992716641</id><published>2011-09-02T18:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T13:38:26.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Many things happened for the past few days. Only God knows how I feel. Nobody said it was easy, no one ever said it would be this hard. I'm willing to pull through together with you. Please don't ever give up yet on this relationship that we have built. All I am asking from you is to never ever give up so easily. I know you want the very best for me. You want the best future for me. But after all, this is what I've chose and you agreed with me. I don't care what others gonna say. All I know is that I am WILLING to pull these through together. Through all the good or bad times. I don't even have any intentions of giving up on us just because we might never be the same like any other couples. So what? All I know is that I'm truly blessed for all the love that you've given to me. I know that deep down, you love me this much. I don't want anyone else apart from you baby. Please for once, I beg you to give me a chance to prove to you. Please at least understand my feelings and needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-611481118992716641?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/611481118992716641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=611481118992716641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/611481118992716641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/611481118992716641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/09/many-things-happened-for-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7758213636368838751</id><published>2011-08-22T16:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:51:46.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXz_gWukjbA/TlO6irI3HRI/AAAAAAAAAqA/AZhuDq0b3lU/s1600/IMG_1305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644059862883573010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXz_gWukjbA/TlO6irI3HRI/AAAAAAAAAqA/AZhuDq0b3lU/s320/IMG_1305.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's actually been awhile but I don't know why these few days baby has always been posting on my Facebook wall. But I loikeeeee. Muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4cTedEg9IIA/TlO6HZS3MKI/AAAAAAAAApw/04AqYcrbHVY/s1600/jeopardize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644059394237214882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4cTedEg9IIA/TlO6HZS3MKI/AAAAAAAAApw/04AqYcrbHVY/s400/jeopardize.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TXJoUV6MA_c/TlO6BGwHolI/AAAAAAAAApo/22-zY6kqibY/s1600/only%2Byou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644059286180438610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TXJoUV6MA_c/TlO6BGwHolI/AAAAAAAAApo/22-zY6kqibY/s400/only%2Byou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Please bear this in mind okay boo? You know how much we both treasure this relationship that we have build. I know that at times, we both could not be like any other couples. But not to worry, we both gonna face every obstacles and challenges together. Through good or bad times. We will and I'm pretty sure we both can. I don't want anyone else apart from you. Having you in my life is already more than enough for me. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7758213636368838751?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7758213636368838751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7758213636368838751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7758213636368838751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7758213636368838751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/08/kalau-part-dier-post-bende-mesti-la-aku.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pXz_gWukjbA/TlO6irI3HRI/AAAAAAAAAqA/AZhuDq0b3lU/s72-c/IMG_1305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-571231453615141108</id><published>2011-08-16T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:27:57.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dz0Q76Pkpw/TlO4eXe6DwI/AAAAAAAAApY/eljg96Wdkns/s1600/IMG_1250%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644057589864599298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dz0Q76Pkpw/TlO4eXe6DwI/AAAAAAAAApY/eljg96Wdkns/s320/IMG_1250%255B1%255D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy 3rd monthsary sweetheart. With you, I have the best days of my life. Thank you for everything boo. I'm really so blessed for having you in my life. May God bless us always. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-571231453615141108?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/571231453615141108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=571231453615141108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/571231453615141108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/571231453615141108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-3rd-monthsary-sweetheart.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dz0Q76Pkpw/TlO4eXe6DwI/AAAAAAAAApY/eljg96Wdkns/s72-c/IMG_1250%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3058869112854603897</id><published>2011-07-31T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T23:46:37.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somehow I miss those late night long conversations that I used to have with you. Only God knows how much I miss and yearns for that. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3058869112854603897?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3058869112854603897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3058869112854603897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3058869112854603897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3058869112854603897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/07/somehow-i-miss-those-late-night-long.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1301447672784680464</id><published>2011-07-29T15:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T15:57:53.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm very much thankful to Allah for the good life I am having right now. Life has been better eversince he has been part of my life. No matter how irritating he is, how crazy he is, how hot tempered he is, deep down I know that he loves me this much. And as day passes by, I'm beginning to love his family more. They have been treating me so good. Thank you Allah for everything. I really appreciate with what I've got right now. Baby, I am so blessed with the love that is given by you. I am indeed so thankful to be with you. Thank you for everything boo. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1301447672784680464?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1301447672784680464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1301447672784680464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1301447672784680464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1301447672784680464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-very-much-thankful-to-allah-for-good.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3937370915501347252</id><published>2011-07-16T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:32:56.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rV1oEGDi4-0/TiLya_74NII/AAAAAAAAApI/sOCTzMJPWSA/s1600/IMG_1159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630329029819643010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rV1oEGDi4-0/TiLya_74NII/AAAAAAAAApI/sOCTzMJPWSA/s320/IMG_1159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;No matter how much we argue, I rather bicker with you cause at the end of the day, I wouldn't want to be with anyone else but you and that's all that matters. Thank you for everything. Happy 2nd monthsary, boo. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3937370915501347252?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3937370915501347252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3937370915501347252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3937370915501347252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3937370915501347252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-matter-how-much-we-argue-i-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rV1oEGDi4-0/TiLya_74NII/AAAAAAAAApI/sOCTzMJPWSA/s72-c/IMG_1159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-8827030596719748963</id><published>2011-07-14T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:19:45.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rPeWZEQEVX0/TiLvUQpOHoI/AAAAAAAAApA/sIBzAX8JLHM/s1600/IMG_1150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630325615510822530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rPeWZEQEVX0/TiLvUQpOHoI/AAAAAAAAApA/sIBzAX8JLHM/s320/IMG_1150.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The best night ever. Really had a splendid time with my darlings. And thanks to baby for bringing me to Zirca/Rebel. It was my 1st time though. I intend to go to DBL O at the end of the year but seems that baby won't allow me. He says that will be my 1st and the last time ever. See how bad he is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-8827030596719748963?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/8827030596719748963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=8827030596719748963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8827030596719748963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8827030596719748963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/07/best-night-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rPeWZEQEVX0/TiLvUQpOHoI/AAAAAAAAApA/sIBzAX8JLHM/s72-c/IMG_1150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2485905481793898983</id><published>2011-07-09T13:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T16:49:30.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've finally met baby yesterday after I've bought him a birthday gift with his sister. We did not plan to meet actually and eventhough the meet-up was just for awhile, I'm still very much happy with it. At least I've finally got to meet him. Sent him to Bras Basah on the evening and waited for him to end his class. That will be his last lesson and I really hope he can finish up his assignments. Stop playing with your Facebook games can or not?! And yes, I miss him still! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ1IAnAzDtI/ThgRnEwYfNI/AAAAAAAAAos/3olLjZ-iqCQ/s1600/boo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 89px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627267097388678354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ1IAnAzDtI/ThgRnEwYfNI/AAAAAAAAAos/3olLjZ-iqCQ/s320/boo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 192px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627267766236313330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dTuhbUGz8DI/ThgSOAaFdvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/u3WidSIcG3k/s320/boo2edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The reason why I've highlighted that sentence was because he don't like it each time when I told him that he's already OLD. Hehehehe. It's his birthday today so happy 25th birthday sayang. May all your wishes and dreams come true. Semoga dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki. May God bless you always. All the best for your future. Can't wait for next week, I swear. Hoping next week will be a good day for both of us. Love you birthday boy! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2485905481793898983?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2485905481793898983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2485905481793898983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2485905481793898983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2485905481793898983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/07/ive-finally-met-baby-yesterday-after.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oJ1IAnAzDtI/ThgRnEwYfNI/AAAAAAAAAos/3olLjZ-iqCQ/s72-c/boo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1887767882282713736</id><published>2011-07-07T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T20:53:16.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sorry for the times whenever I've made you mad. I know sometimes I can be very oblivious to something that was happening between us. And for that, I know both my actions and words can be very hurtful to you too. But one thing for sure, I don't really mean all those. Truthfully speaking, it actually hurts me knowing that I've hurt your feelings because at the end of the day, I know each time when we quarreled or argued over something it happened because of me. But one thing that I hate was when you keep thinking the negative sides of me. Or you will either keep talking about that guy when he has got nothing to do with our quarrels. You should know that he's just a friend of mine. We don't even have any relationship before. Yes, he used to like me but it was all in the past. I know you are doubting about me, still. But by now, you should know how much I really love and treasure you. You can even see the way how I treated you and everything right? Not to worry baby. I won't turn to any other guys because at the end of the day, you're the only one that I've ever needed. I know that I can be very hard to handle with and may get over sensitive at times. All I'm asking from you is to give me some time to learn. I'm trying my very best to change and stop all these. I'm sorry for not being a good girlfriend to you all these while because the truth is, I know that I'm not. I am really sorry for everything, boo. Sorry for all the hurtful feelings that I've caused. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89DNn_Pf6o8/ThWqWUfcoAI/AAAAAAAAAoY/blk1x5mzEds/s1600/IMG_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626590609903755266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89DNn_Pf6o8/ThWqWUfcoAI/AAAAAAAAAoY/blk1x5mzEds/s320/IMG_1091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;As much as you miss me, I miss you so dearly too. It's already been 1 week and 2 days we've not met. The longest ever. I miss you terribly. :'( Looking forward for next week though. It's time to spend a quality time with you next week. Hehe. ♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1887767882282713736?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1887767882282713736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1887767882282713736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1887767882282713736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1887767882282713736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/07/im-sorry-for-times-whenever-ive-made_07.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-89DNn_Pf6o8/ThWqWUfcoAI/AAAAAAAAAoY/blk1x5mzEds/s72-c/IMG_1091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7707727612749507728</id><published>2011-06-29T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T17:02:07.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvSyoMtL_2I/TgrpqXC6sbI/AAAAAAAAAng/-4Y0f2eqxhI/s1600/the%2Bbest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623563998675513778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvSyoMtL_2I/TgrpqXC6sbI/AAAAAAAAAng/-4Y0f2eqxhI/s320/the%2Bbest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm really sorry for everything, baby. It really hurts me so bad and I still feel upset and disappointed for myself. I just feel that I've not done my part and not being a good girlfriend to you. This is like my biggest mistake I've ever done. You know what boo? I hate that I let you down and I feel so bad about it. Tremendously feel so bad, I swear. Forgive me for everything. Just give me time to learn. I know it will never be easy for me but the least I should do is to learn. Of course, I'm willing to try my very best to be the best girlfriend that you've ever had. I always have this fear that one day you are going to discover that I'm not as great as you once thought I was. And baby, you should know how much I really love you by now. I don't need anyone else apart from you. I love this relationship too as much as you are boo. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7707727612749507728?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7707727612749507728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7707727612749507728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7707727612749507728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7707727612749507728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-really-sorry-for-everything-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvSyoMtL_2I/TgrpqXC6sbI/AAAAAAAAAng/-4Y0f2eqxhI/s72-c/the%2Bbest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4508434760823869865</id><published>2011-06-17T17:24:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T23:56:43.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_PD3lrmIB0/Tg3uH80_hRI/AAAAAAAAAoI/eJBJkA0F3Bk/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624413330010506514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_PD3lrmIB0/Tg3uH80_hRI/AAAAAAAAAoI/eJBJkA0F3Bk/s320/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HOzIMKPrZc/Tg3tliBbTnI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3g65-oYzuIg/s1600/random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624412738699349618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2HOzIMKPrZc/Tg3tliBbTnI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3g65-oYzuIg/s400/random.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, I know this is so randommmmmmmmmmmm! Haha! And I don't know why baby was so random last night. Terbiat agaknye tuh boncet! Peace! Sayanggggggg kau gile bro! ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4508434760823869865?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4508434760823869865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4508434760823869865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4508434760823869865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4508434760823869865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/06/okay-i-know-this-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K_PD3lrmIB0/Tg3uH80_hRI/AAAAAAAAAoI/eJBJkA0F3Bk/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-8403363260575683960</id><published>2011-06-16T23:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T20:47:55.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd_2WcaigJc/TftMcwoOO6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/TlHPcBojQ2E/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619169017048480674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd_2WcaigJc/TftMcwoOO6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/TlHPcBojQ2E/s320/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's been almost nearly a year that I've been single until I have finally found someone who managed to win over my heart, someone who managed to convince me this much and you know that is you. I hope you do always remember how we actually have known each other and frankly speaking, it was really funny to think that you were actually one of my sister's ex-classmates. As this was like my 1st time knowing, contacting and dating with her ex-classmate, I felt a tad bit too awkward at 1st. But somehow, I felt comfortable with it eventually. We exchanged no and from then on, it's like almost every single day we've been talking on the phone at night. We both were like good friends and you're the one whom I can talked and shared with every of my problems. Remember the time when I felt tremendously stressed and unhappy with my Poly life? You're the one who seemed to understand my situations. You're the one who have been hearing all my cries and whines. You were there for me when I needed someone to talk to and from then on, I've becoming much more comfortable talking to you. And of course, I enjoyed every of our conversations together. There were so many things or topics that we talked and shared. Be it about our past, school, work, families and friends. You didn't bored me for sure. Remember the time during our 1st date? You really hoped to meet and watched 'Fast &amp;amp; Furious 5' with me after school. To be honest, I'm not ready yet to meet you during that point of time. Hehe. And eversince then, we are becoming much more closer. The cutest part of you was when you keep asking me whom I have been contacting with and so on. I even had a feeling that you've had been stalking my Facebook profile and in fact, my gut feelings were actually true. You did eventually confessed your feelings towards me. You knew about my past and for that, you are hoping that I will give you a chance to prove how sincere you are. And for now, I hope we will be forever like this. I hope my feelings for you will never ever change and neither will I want your feelings for me to fade. Yes, we may argued over a little thing but I'm very much glad that we can eventually made it all up. And baby, I love the way how you pamper me. The way how you can actually entertain all the random bullying and nonsense with me. The way how you always called me names, from bumbum to chu to mok. The way how you care and worry for me about my health. When we were only just friends, you even searched thoroughly about my illness upon knowing it and that's where I know that you cared a lot about me. The way when you started to be jealous each time when there's any guys who are chatting or contacting with me. I just love everything about you, baby. Everything, really. But wait, there's only one thing which I don't like about you. It's when you start to nag at me! Nag and nag and nag! Hehehe! But at the end of the day, I know you always want the best for me and us. And love, I am really greatly thankful for everything. Thanks for being a nice guy and the treatments that I always get from you. Thanks for making me believe in love back again. You know I really love you this much. I hope you won't disappoint me and won't be facing another heartache this time. Let us both make this relationship to be the last and to work harder on it. Happy 1st monthsary bonch. ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-8403363260575683960?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/8403363260575683960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=8403363260575683960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8403363260575683960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8403363260575683960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-been-almost-nearly-year-that-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gd_2WcaigJc/TftMcwoOO6I/AAAAAAAAAk4/TlHPcBojQ2E/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1188979282501308606</id><published>2011-06-12T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T17:32:31.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFQmccIN8A0/TfSHhrjRYkI/AAAAAAAAAkw/7OCH_7Mr9-Y/s1600/IMG_0958.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617263647933948482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFQmccIN8A0/TfSHhrjRYkI/AAAAAAAAAkw/7OCH_7Mr9-Y/s320/IMG_0958.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;As usual, I will always have the habit of logging into my Facebook account before going to sleep and I did not expect that he would wrote this onto my Facebook wall. Baby, if you're ever happened to read this, always know that you will always be in my heart forever. I promise you that I will understand your situations which means to become an understanding girlfriend to you. I promise you that I will wait patiently no matter how long it takes. But for sure, I'm gonna miss you badly and all I really hope is that you will always remember me in your heart. Okay boo? I love you. *hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1188979282501308606?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1188979282501308606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1188979282501308606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1188979282501308606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1188979282501308606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/06/as-usual-i-will-always-have-habit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IFQmccIN8A0/TfSHhrjRYkI/AAAAAAAAAkw/7OCH_7Mr9-Y/s72-c/IMG_0958.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3375432553655909141</id><published>2011-06-06T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T22:44:00.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpMypk2Kroc/TezmXUeYNII/AAAAAAAAAko/7CxLiE0y62Y/s1600/every%2B16th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615116123731670146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpMypk2Kroc/TezmXUeYNII/AAAAAAAAAko/7CxLiE0y62Y/s320/every%2B16th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dear Allah, thanks for making me loved by a wonderful man. Thanks for making me believe in love again. Thanks for giving me the chance to own him. No amount of words could possibly describe how thankful I am towards you all these. With your will, I promise that I'll spend the rest of my life with him. With your will, I promise that I'll be the best girl he ever had. You know I love him and now I'm begging you, please make it stay. I want to take him as a man who completes my life. Not just for now, but forever. Amin. ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3375432553655909141?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3375432553655909141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3375432553655909141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3375432553655909141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3375432553655909141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-allah-thanks-for-making-me-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SpMypk2Kroc/TezmXUeYNII/AAAAAAAAAko/7CxLiE0y62Y/s72-c/every%2B16th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7710452858084853957</id><published>2011-06-04T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T00:10:53.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've finally meet baby after for almost been a week since we last met. Eventhough it seems that it was not our day to catch a movie, I still had an awesome time with him. Really. He was being so cheeky that he made me walked for a very long torturous distance. From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:313@Somerset"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;313@Somerset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt; to Orchard Cineleisure to Istana Park to Plaza Singapura to Fort Canning Park and we were supposed to go all the way to Esplanade but we stopped by to Clarke Quay. See baby, I still could made it so don't ever look down on me okay? Hehe. And baby, not to worry too much for I am still willing to be patient and wait till the next time we can meet. I should not be too selfish and also have to play a part to understand as this is for the future. For now, I really hope you will be able to catch up and concentrate on what you're lacking behind. I hope that you will be able to make it so all the best baby. Lastly, thanks so much for everything. You never fail to put a smile on my face. You never fail to make me happy. I am greatly thankful for having a boyfriend like you. So not to worry, you will always be in my heart. I don't wanna be with anyone else. It's you that all I've ever needed. I'm so gonna miss you soon. I love you boo. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7710452858084853957?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7710452858084853957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7710452858084853957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7710452858084853957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7710452858084853957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/06/ive-finally-meet-baby-after-for-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-6248740287033854844</id><published>2011-06-02T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T00:43:17.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mf0G__2ecnU/TeZr3a04kbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/KDysNApO0C4/s1600/i%2Bmiss%2Byou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613292585402012082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mf0G__2ecnU/TeZr3a04kbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/KDysNApO0C4/s320/i%2Bmiss%2Byou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dear Friday, come quickly please? I miss him so much. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-6248740287033854844?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/6248740287033854844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=6248740287033854844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6248740287033854844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6248740287033854844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-friday-come-quickly-please-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mf0G__2ecnU/TeZr3a04kbI/AAAAAAAAAkc/KDysNApO0C4/s72-c/i%2Bmiss%2Byou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2079441278971279394</id><published>2011-06-01T16:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T16:07:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hn9fWILfnTs/TeXzQLCqNgI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lBv6cSe4VwY/s1600/june.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 123px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613159969754592770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hn9fWILfnTs/TeXzQLCqNgI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lBv6cSe4VwY/s320/june.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dear June, please be nice to me. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2079441278971279394?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2079441278971279394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2079441278971279394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2079441278971279394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2079441278971279394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/06/dear-june-please-be-nice-to-me_01.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hn9fWILfnTs/TeXzQLCqNgI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lBv6cSe4VwY/s72-c/june.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1127796867860219114</id><published>2011-05-08T13:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:33:17.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I know I've been away for quite some time now due to my busy schedules for school. Not to worry, will be right back soon. And lastly, I can't wait for holidays. I really need a break from school please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1127796867860219114?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1127796867860219114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1127796867860219114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1127796867860219114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1127796867860219114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-know-ive-been-away-for-quite-some.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2014899735667801380</id><published>2011-04-13T18:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:33:38.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lPI8Q0TEVdc/TaffL_RLZGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ACUv0_SFM68/s1600/raihaillah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595686459086169186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lPI8Q0TEVdc/TaffL_RLZGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ACUv0_SFM68/s320/raihaillah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;This girl is the one who've been making me happy always, who've been there for me always, who've been hearing my whines and cries, who've been loving me until this second, who've been treating me like her own blood sister, who've been give in and take with me, who've been doing so many things for me, who've been wanting the best for me, who've known me the best and there are a lot of things to be mentioned here. Baby, thanks for everything and for being there for me whenever I needed you. You are really a great friend indeed. Time flies so fast and now, it's already been 2 years that I've known you. Well, maybe to some people that 2 years are nothing for them. But within these 2 years, we both have been going through a lot of things together. Through thick and thin in fact. Too many memories that we both have shared together. Through all those good and bad times that we had. Since we both are already separated, all I hope that our friendship will remain like this and stay strong still. Forget me not alright? All the best in your Higher Nitec and I hope you will be doing alright. Happy 2 years of friendship and I'm very much glad to have a good friend like you. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2014899735667801380?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2014899735667801380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2014899735667801380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2014899735667801380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2014899735667801380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/04/this-girl-is-one-whove-been-making-me.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lPI8Q0TEVdc/TaffL_RLZGI/AAAAAAAAAjk/ACUv0_SFM68/s72-c/raihaillah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-8376597328229265187</id><published>2011-04-07T12:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:35:28.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rinD3daoKGo/TZ1F6P4-VqI/AAAAAAAAAjU/o0jhbmJmXDE/s1600/IMG_0685.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592703179264251554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rinD3daoKGo/TZ1F6P4-VqI/AAAAAAAAAjU/o0jhbmJmXDE/s320/IMG_0685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBRcmYEb5yA/TZ1FdVYgfLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6-iD_uF0Ktk/s1600/IMG_0683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592702682522483890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jBRcmYEb5yA/TZ1FdVYgfLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/6-iD_uF0Ktk/s320/IMG_0683.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I'm gonna miss my life in ITE. That's where I improved myself in studies. I'm gonna miss my friends and some lecturers for sure. Somehow I hope that we will never be separated. Now that I'm already step onto a new life in Poly, I'm gonna give my best shot again to get my Diploma. School starts on 18th of April and to be honest, I don't look forward to it though. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32Rq2XCbCaQ/TZ1F_qfmZXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3uFsgs6jNHs/s1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592703272304928114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-32Rq2XCbCaQ/TZ1F_qfmZXI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3uFsgs6jNHs/s320/03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Anyway, I had a great time with Taufiq last night. I was shocked upon knowing that he's going to meet his mum too. I was like, 'Oh no!'. I'm very much glad that she is the open-minded type of mum, just like my mum in fact. His sisters were there too with us. Overall they are okay. Had dinner together and his mum asked this and that and off we go after we had done with our dinner. Maybe will meet him again soon. Movies I think? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Swimming this saturday with Ilah. I can't wait and we're gonna have lots of fun together before school start. I'm sure we both are busy with our school schedules. Hopefully this friendship will lasts and 6 more days left to our 2nd years of friendship. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-8376597328229265187?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/8376597328229265187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=8376597328229265187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8376597328229265187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8376597328229265187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/04/im-gonna-miss-my-life-in-ite.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rinD3daoKGo/TZ1F6P4-VqI/AAAAAAAAAjU/o0jhbmJmXDE/s72-c/IMG_0685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-710721164567996273</id><published>2011-03-26T13:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:35:57.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lPm9-i3re9w/TY1_iz_GMkI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sqp7RJrlKm0/s1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588262948683788866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lPm9-i3re9w/TY1_iz_GMkI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sqp7RJrlKm0/s320/03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iAzUBpBgWWs/TY1_V21WXYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7zF3z4hwP7U/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588262726109912450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iAzUBpBgWWs/TY1_V21WXYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/7zF3z4hwP7U/s320/02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YWCS4vzT0Q/TY1_MCUWLYI/AAAAAAAAAi0/4nb2s2ZSzwE/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588262557394021762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YWCS4vzT0Q/TY1_MCUWLYI/AAAAAAAAAi0/4nb2s2ZSzwE/s320/01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GpPtbpj88uw/TY1_CueAPWI/AAAAAAAAAis/v2z4k58eXaw/s1600/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588262397446995298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GpPtbpj88uw/TY1_CueAPWI/AAAAAAAAAis/v2z4k58eXaw/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I had a very good Friday. The best and awesome Friday I've ever had. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-710721164567996273?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/710721164567996273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=710721164567996273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/710721164567996273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/710721164567996273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-had-very-good-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lPm9-i3re9w/TY1_iz_GMkI/AAAAAAAAAjE/sqp7RJrlKm0/s72-c/03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2810673024862350672</id><published>2011-03-23T22:49:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:36:29.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Class Chalet.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhpByz9BYig/TYoNjfqXrDI/AAAAAAAAAik/83IP0WQ-AUk/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587293191152315442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhpByz9BYig/TYoNjfqXrDI/AAAAAAAAAik/83IP0WQ-AUk/s320/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCTtKQjM5AE/TYoNeDGcH2I/AAAAAAAAAic/c5HQCWmaJ4w/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587293097586073442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mCTtKQjM5AE/TYoNeDGcH2I/AAAAAAAAAic/c5HQCWmaJ4w/s320/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MTPgS__7KZo/TYoNWSDWYAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/C6SHOhMxHnI/s1600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587292964160692226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MTPgS__7KZo/TYoNWSDWYAI/AAAAAAAAAiU/C6SHOhMxHnI/s320/05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pv0UNDpHF9Q/TYoNRTFQqoI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Zd-qpfBVSKc/s1600/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587292083521230930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d3rR__r4xlM/TYoMjBaimFI/AAAAAAAAAhc/_Z_B5fWpdyI/s320/07.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KiAwd7yPaY/TYoMbFh31RI/AAAAAAAAAhU/lVb5eHLFfyE/s1600/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587291947186771218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KiAwd7yPaY/TYoMbFh31RI/AAAAAAAAAhU/lVb5eHLFfyE/s320/08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_CzS9yoidTc/TYoMUuph6kI/AAAAAAAAAhM/y1q_j4Y4LJA/s1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587291837965658690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_CzS9yoidTc/TYoMUuph6kI/AAAAAAAAAhM/y1q_j4Y4LJA/s320/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8_80JHFp-s/TYoMPfL0ptI/AAAAAAAAAhE/5slk4-OsJXo/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587291747915179730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O8_80JHFp-s/TYoMPfL0ptI/AAAAAAAAAhE/5slk4-OsJXo/s320/01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X38pWOAaamo/TYoLk55m47I/AAAAAAAAAg8/M_6A-RvM54c/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587291016352162738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X38pWOAaamo/TYoLk55m47I/AAAAAAAAAg8/M_6A-RvM54c/s320/02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;p align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;The best classmates I've ever had. And I'm so gonna miss them. 2 years has finally ended and wishing them all the best in everything that they do. Till we meet again next time. You guys are awesome! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2810673024862350672?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2810673024862350672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2810673024862350672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2810673024862350672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2810673024862350672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/03/best-classmates-ive-ever-had.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WhpByz9BYig/TYoNjfqXrDI/AAAAAAAAAik/83IP0WQ-AUk/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-5382355638267907633</id><published>2011-03-20T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:36:52.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mY7B9FY_Bxw/TYXOq6d1pFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/l3wGVhd6HWc/s1600/47928_1581750109368_1404167667_31572863_7593154_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586098149467202642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mY7B9FY_Bxw/TYXOq6d1pFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/l3wGVhd6HWc/s320/47928_1581750109368_1404167667_31572863_7593154_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Happy birthday to my dearest mama. Semoga dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki. Amin. And lastly, I love you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-5382355638267907633?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/5382355638267907633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=5382355638267907633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5382355638267907633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5382355638267907633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-birthday-to-my-dearest-mama.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mY7B9FY_Bxw/TYXOq6d1pFI/AAAAAAAAAg0/l3wGVhd6HWc/s72-c/47928_1581750109368_1404167667_31572863_7593154_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2513295244737222261</id><published>2011-03-18T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:37:28.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;USS WAS FREAKING DAMN AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;And oh, I just created Tumblr yesterday and I freaking love it a lot! Check it out on my links. Nah, not to worry for I am still using this blog of mine here. Will update when I have time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2513295244737222261?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2513295244737222261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2513295244737222261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2513295244737222261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2513295244737222261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/03/uss-was-freaking-damn-awesome-and-oh-i.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3944416827559160381</id><published>2011-03-12T23:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:37:57.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Well, I basically just got back home from jogging. A pretty good thing that bestie could accompany me just now because I would roughly go alone again like yesterday. Haha! All along, Danial was the one who've been accompanied me but since he was not free and that was the reason why I went alone yesterday night. A little tad too scary though when you go alone all by yourself at night when there was not really a lot of people around. I think I shall give myself a break tomorrow since I've been going ever since on thursday and I feel so effing shagged right now. I'm lucky that I am having my holidays right now. I seriously badly need to lose some KG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;As mentioned above, exam was over and I'm having my holidays now. How was my exam? Don't bother to know please? Section B was utterly rubbish! It's literally rubbish! -.- It's okay, just see how's my result then. Hehehe. And oh, I'm planning to meet my girlfriends over the weekend. And many people have been pestering me to meet them so I shall see and set my free time for them. Well, I'm going to USS this wednesday which I can't wait of course! USS, HERE I COMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Other than that, I'm having my class chalet on the 21st-23rd of march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I somehow miss going to school and some of my classmates. It's already been 2 years and now, I couldn't believe that it was all ended. By then, we all will go on to our separate ways. Sigh. Exam result will release on 31st of march. Oh God, I really hope that I can still maintain my gpa please? I seriously don't wish to go for Higher Nitec! A BIG NOOOO WAYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!! Whatever! I don't wish to stress myself over this. Shall just wait for result then. Okay earthlings, I think I shall stop here. I really need a rest right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3944416827559160381?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3944416827559160381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3944416827559160381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3944416827559160381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3944416827559160381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/03/well-i-basically-just-got-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4165875322529830453</id><published>2011-03-05T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:40:53.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I didn't attend to school yesterday since my Final Year Project has finally done which I'm very much glad and satisfied about it. Talking about it, my group was unexpectedly got in the 1st place after competing with the other team members and also with those from other classes. I thank to God and come to think of it again, our effort has paid off. Ilah and I have managed to overcome this obstacles of doing this PATHETIC project together. Yeah, it's literally PATHETIC. But the good part about it, I learnt a lot of things throughout the project especially on the CODES itself eventhough it's constantly making me stress about it. Well, no point of making a big fuss over it when it's literally all over and as for now, we hope that we will get a very good grade for the Info-Comm Project module. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Server and Network Administration exam paper will be on this coming tuesday which is CLEARLY LEFT WITH 3 DAYS. It will be all over after that and that will be the last time I'm gonna see my classmates. Okay wait, not yet. They are planning to have chalet during the holidays and maybe the last time I'm gonna see them is when we are having our Graduation Day which is held on May. By then, we all will be separated as some will either go to Higher Nitec or Polytechnic. So yeah, I'm hoping that the exam paper is easy for me to score well for it. I really have to work hard this time and the reason why is because I badly want to go to Polytechnic. I don't even want to waste another 2 years in ITE again and if only I was being serious enough to study well for my N's. Sad to say that I've CLEARLY never fail to disappoint my parents last time . So now I think it's time for me to make them proud of me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've finally decided myself to enrol for license by this year and the good part is that, my sister will be enrolling with me too which I think it ain't that bad right? At least I've got someone to accompany me will be a good thing. And oh, talking about license. Azhar text me last Thursday night that he passed his TP which I'm very much happy for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I really miss someone a lot. It's been awhile since I last met him which I guess it's already been more than a month eversince I've started off with my project. A bit tad too long huh? I miss those sweet text messages and late night calls from him. And not to forget, debating with him too. And to be honest again, how I wish is that we both can still be like last time . But now, it's all just a wishful thinking. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spend the whole day of studying and watching movies at home. Watched Khurafat and 127 hours. Great movies indeed . So now, I think I shall continue with my revision. Good night lovelies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4165875322529830453?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4165875322529830453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4165875322529830453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4165875322529830453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4165875322529830453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-didnt-attend-to-school-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3816321480589149644</id><published>2011-02-26T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:42:45.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1AxzW68f39E/TWkpiTKbr1I/AAAAAAAAAgs/iVpqus-c19w/s1600/i%2Bam%2Bnumber%2Bfour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578035282711392082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1AxzW68f39E/TWkpiTKbr1I/AAAAAAAAAgs/iVpqus-c19w/s320/i%2Bam%2Bnumber%2Bfour.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Watched this movie just now with dearest sister and bestie. All I can say that this movie was totally awesome much! With all those super powers and etc.. How cool was that huh? Hehe. Next upcoming movie to be watch is, Fast &amp;amp; Furious 5! Can't wait for that! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Anyway, I had a great time talking with Alip yesterday night. He's been wanting to talk on the phone with me and eventually, I agreed since I don't feel tired and sleepy at all yesterday. I fall asleep each time whenever he wants to talk to me. Sorry about that though. His brother asked him a lot of questions about me and he even keep disturbing him. Hehe. Despite that he is using prepaid, he still willingly to call me up and asked me not to worry too much about it. So ya, we talked for hours till I'm so damn sleepy. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;And it will be exactly 10 more days left for my Server &amp;amp; Network Administration exam. Dear exam, be good to me please? I'm gonna give my best shot for this final year. Insya-Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3816321480589149644?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3816321480589149644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3816321480589149644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3816321480589149644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3816321480589149644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/02/watched-this-movie-just-now-with.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1AxzW68f39E/TWkpiTKbr1I/AAAAAAAAAgs/iVpqus-c19w/s72-c/i%2Bam%2Bnumber%2Bfour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7748152564617022060</id><published>2011-02-22T22:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T16:05:24.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;FUCK ALL YOUR BULLSHITS AND SWEET WORDS! I'M NOT THE SAME PERSON THAT YOU ONCE USED TO KNOW EH? KAU KATE KAU RINDU AKU? KAU KATE KAU RINDU TUH SEMUE? KAU KATE AKU LAIN DAN TAK SAME MACAM DIER? KAU MASEH NAK PANGGIL AKU SAYANG, BABY NIE SEMUE AH?! YOU TREATED AS IF NOTHING HAPPENED IN THE PAST. YES, IT'S ALL IN THE PAST. BUT, I CAN'T FORGIVE YOUR FUCKING WRONG DOINGS TOWARDS ME STILL. AND WHY SHOULD I GET BACK TO YOU? AKU ADE LAH MANUSIA YG PALING BODOH KALAU AKU GI PATAH BALEK NGN KAU. KAU PIKIR APE? DAH LUDAH NAK JILAT BALEK?! JGN PIKIR AKU MCM DULU. DULU BOLEH LAH KAU NAK BODOH-BODOHKAN AKU. AKU LEMBOT NGN CAYE KATE-KATE KAU TUH SEMUE. BUT NOW, DO YOU THINK THAT I STILL WANNA FUCKING TRUST YOUR SWEET WORDS?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7748152564617022060?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7748152564617022060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7748152564617022060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7748152564617022060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7748152564617022060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/02/fuck-all-your-bullshits-and-sweet-words.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-8007183220601359617</id><published>2011-02-19T23:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:47:29.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;For 8 months plus after broken up with you, you suddenly appeared which I'm still could not believe it. You still have the guts to add me up on Facebook after what you have done, hurting me? And I seriously did not know what's your fucking motive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mark my words please. Even if you told me that you're back to single, do you still think that I wanna trust you? If it's true that you're no longer with her anymore, you know what? You really deserved it a lot. And I repeat, you DESERVED it! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig8PEdz43yk/TV_cdtWCnMI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1sC6HZ7ScOg/s1600/IMG_0456.jpg" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575417266654321858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig8PEdz43yk/TV_cdtWCnMI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1sC6HZ7ScOg/s320/IMG_0456.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Anyway, after for so long this guy has been M.I.A from school, he suddenly text me. Seremban, seremban. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very much glad with myself that I've finally done with my Final Year Project. Many people have been asking and wondering why the project has not even done yet after for so long? But they didn't know how tough it is to finish it up? And some more, I'm doing on the technical part of the project. Too many codes to be solved, done, understood etc.. This happens if any of you has joined InfoComm Technology. To be honest, that is not the course that I really want though. When I first got to know that I got into this course, I found that it was utterly bullshit and when I said it's bullshit, it literally means BULLSHIT! As far as I'm concern, I realized that this course is not that bad actually whereby you will learn programming and also, networking. As for now, I'm hoping Ilah will finish up everything on the report. Anyway, Mr Danny told us that maybe we will get the chance to be in the top 3. But it seems that we might not be in the top 3 because of ........................................... Sigh~ It's okay, the least we could do is that we already put more effort onto our project. I don't even have time to study for Server &amp;amp; Network Administration module due to this project. Class test will be on this monday by the way. Hopefully I can score full marks again please? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-8007183220601359617?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/8007183220601359617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=8007183220601359617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8007183220601359617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8007183220601359617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-dont-know-why-must-you-finally_19.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ig8PEdz43yk/TV_cdtWCnMI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1sC6HZ7ScOg/s72-c/IMG_0456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-690997603198578522</id><published>2011-02-04T20:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:50:36.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;At times, we all might be wondering where our future lies?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TUvy9V3kgdI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vgXvYdlG3Pg/s1600/%25E2%2599%25A5%2Bsis.bmp" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569812499829916114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TUvy9V3kgdI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vgXvYdlG3Pg/s320/%25E2%2599%25A5%2Bsis.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;So to dear sister of mine, if you're happened to read this, please be strong and cheer up. For 5 years down the road, you have been with abg Juf through thick and thin together. I know it ain't easy for you to let go of everything. Who is anyway? I know you can never find a guy like him and I know this might be difficult for you to handle this. You are so used of having him around. Even us, as a whole family are so used of having him around too. This house is so quiet without him. We all will miss him for sure. We already treated him as a family. ='( And for now, I hope time will heal everything. Don't despair please? We really care a lot for you. I know how you feel, dear sis. Whatever it is, all you have to do now is to move on without him. I know it may never be easy for you but somehow somewhat, if you guys really are meant to be together back, then you both may will. We may never know and only God has the answers for everything. Let's go for shopping! And ladies night next month yeah! Love you! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-690997603198578522?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/690997603198578522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=690997603198578522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/690997603198578522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/690997603198578522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/02/at-times-we-all-might-be-wondering.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TUvy9V3kgdI/AAAAAAAAAgU/vgXvYdlG3Pg/s72-c/%25E2%2599%25A5%2Bsis.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-23888173594032069</id><published>2011-01-28T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:52:19.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Yesterday was a bad day, seriously. Was caught in minor accident early in the morning but I thank God that nothing serious happened to me, my dad and sister. Alhamdullilah. What a close shave. Everything happened in the blink of an eye and there went an extremely loud bang from behind. My head was being knocked out onto something and right now, it is still in pain and my neck is in pain too which I don't know why I only feel it today? Fuck you indian driver! -.- I seriously think that taking mrt is so much more safer though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-23888173594032069?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/23888173594032069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=23888173594032069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/23888173594032069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/23888173594032069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/01/yesterday-was-bad-day-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3076270829007139884</id><published>2011-01-12T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:55:22.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th January ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Thank you so much to all for those birthday wishes through phone calls, text messages and even at Facebook. You guys are so sweet indeed and even if it was just a little small wish, I do really appreciate those birthday wishes a lot. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I can say that my 19th birthday was damn awesome much! I'm loving it a lot, really. And I'm hoping that my next birthday will be more great than this in years to come. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ilah baby, thank you so much for the birthday gift. No worries, I really do love it a lot. It is tremendeously effing cute! What the best was, you gave me a birthday card along with the picture of us that you already printed. That was really so sweet of you baby. And thank you so much for having a little time just to post a birthday wish at your blog. In fact, you already wished me for like four times. That was so cute of you. Hehe. Anyway, our nearly 2 years of friendship will be in 3 more months left. I can't wait for that though. I love you, sayang. ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest family, thank you so much for the wishes. To kakak, thanks for the small birthday card and the fruit tart. Even if it was just a little small birthday gift, I do still appreciate it. And yeah, you're getting engaged soon and I couldn't ask for more things now. Hehe. All the best to you and abg Juf. Insya-Allah, Amin. As for ayah, he will never fail to buy for me a birthday cake every year. But this year is a bit different. Not only did he buy for me a birthday cake again, but this year, I received a birthday card from him for the 1st time! What made me shocked was that he gave me 100 bucks too! I don't actually expect that much of money from him, seriously. Ayah, you're the best and awesome dad! Hehe. As for mum, she wants me to enroll for class 3 but I think I've changed my mind to enroll only when I start working in years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I already have my awesome family and friends. ♥♥ What more can I ask for? =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3076270829007139884?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3076270829007139884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3076270829007139884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3076270829007139884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3076270829007139884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/01/10th-january.html' title='10th January ♥'/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7634012587517644848</id><published>2011-01-01T16:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T13:57:57.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Let us all say goodbye to 2010 and hello to 2011! And dear 2011, be good to me please? Thank you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 was being a bitch. So many things happened but it taught me a lot of things which I'm very much contented with. And 2010 past by so fast, isn't it? I'm hoping that this year will be a good and great year for me. I'm not asking for more, all I want is that it will be a better year than 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dear friends of mine have been pestering me to get myself a new boyfriend for this new year. To Miraa, thank you so much for your tagged bitch. I love you tits! Haha! =) Ilah's boyfriend, Shahrin, has been introduced me to some of his friends but none of them seemed to be the one that I really want. But hey, I'm not trying to be fickle minded or choosy here okay? At times, their effort just to help me had gone to waste. Hehe. Even Ilah baby told me, 'Poor them. All of them were rejected by you.'. It's okay, being single is the best after all. Guys can be such an asshole sometimes. But frankly speaking, I miss having boyfriend though. Haha. Nearly 7 months of being single and right now, all I want is to aim for at least a year if possible. I strongly believe in myself that I'll find a good or better guy somehow. Let time predict. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a great time yesterday. Thanks to Ilah baby for making my day yesterday. Meet you soon sweetheart. And oh, it's like 3 more days to abg Juf's 25th birthday. And 9 more days to my 19th birthday! Oh baby, I can't wait for that. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7634012587517644848?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7634012587517644848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7634012587517644848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7634012587517644848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7634012587517644848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-us-all-say-goodbye-to-2010-and.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-5483547998732172437</id><published>2010-12-28T15:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:00:10.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;It's been awhile since I last logged into my Friendster account and the reason was because I wanted to find some of my friends from there whether do they have a Facebook account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TRmY02_RatI/AAAAAAAAAeo/VfBAr_YFtHs/s1600/fs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555639649219734226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TRmY02_RatI/AAAAAAAAAeo/VfBAr_YFtHs/s320/fs.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;And I've suddenly stumbled upon this. I wonder how is this guy doing right now? It's been a long time since I last heard from him. Hoping he will be doing alright wherever he is now. Thanks for those memories that we once shared together. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TRmZArd9W2I/AAAAAAAAAew/TE9gJzagH6M/s1600/memories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555639852285647714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TRmZArd9W2I/AAAAAAAAAew/TE9gJzagH6M/s320/memories.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Anyway, 3 more days left to countdown and I'm very much looking forward to it. Will be going out with Ilah this friday. Wee! Maybe I'm meeting someone after that since he said that he misses me a lot. And of course, I can't wait for my 19th birthday! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-5483547998732172437?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/5483547998732172437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=5483547998732172437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5483547998732172437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5483547998732172437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-been-awhile-since-i-last-logged.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TRmY02_RatI/AAAAAAAAAeo/VfBAr_YFtHs/s72-c/fs.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4028491140090977475</id><published>2010-12-20T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:00:45.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;HOLIDAYS ARE NOW IN BABY! 11 MORE DAYS TO COUNTDOWN AND TURNING NINETEEN IN 3 WEEKS TIME! EXCITED MUCH! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4028491140090977475?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4028491140090977475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4028491140090977475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4028491140090977475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4028491140090977475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/12/holidays-are-in-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2452007283119248043</id><published>2010-12-03T22:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:02:16.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I just realised that it's already been 6 months which means, half a year that I'm not into any relationship. 6 months have past that I'm leading my life without him. I'm literally very much happy with myself that I've finally able to get over him. But I have to admit that I do apparently miss him, still. He's still the best despite those hurts that he had caused. And I can't deny that I actually miss having boyfriend. Seeing those happy couples made me jealous much sometimes. People have been asking me around, when will I be getting myself attached again? Well, let's see who's the lucky guy who manage to win my heart? *wink-wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Yani and that passerby(whoever you are), I'm really sorry for the late reply. As to what you were asking, tragus piercing was not that bad for me. But of course, it depends on your tolerance for pain. If you just resolve yourself to get through it, you'll be fine. Don't worry too much. *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2452007283119248043?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2452007283119248043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2452007283119248043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2452007283119248043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2452007283119248043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-just-realised-that-its-already-been-6.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-6039882523832974443</id><published>2010-11-26T00:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:04:03.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TO6ZqSJ9QgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/P3DLKZf_6lA/s1600/them.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543537143046816258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TO6ZqSJ9QgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/P3DLKZf_6lA/s400/them.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Happy 5th year anniversary to my dearest sister and abg Juf. Last long and get married soon, please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;=DDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;My sister is really fortunate enough to have a boyfriend like abg Juf and if only there's still guys who are like him that still exists in this world. He has been pampering her a lot despite that sometimes she can be really grumpy over little thing and used to always making a big fuss with him. Everything seemed not right to her. But I'm really glad that she has finally learned on how to control her temper and maybe because she's getting much older now. And despite for having those dreadful moments few years back, they still managed to overcome it together. I love you both okay? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TO6acIgFDoI/AAAAAAAAAds/5PQ7FnwBbDE/s1600/tongue-piercings-7797728-1280-1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543537999448706690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TO6acIgFDoI/AAAAAAAAAds/5PQ7FnwBbDE/s320/tongue-piercings-7797728-1280-1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I seriously badly want this! Abg Juf used to have those last time and it really looked pretty cool and awesome. I've done with my tragus piercing last month and now, the only thing that left is tongue piercing. Should I go for it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-6039882523832974443?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/6039882523832974443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=6039882523832974443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6039882523832974443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6039882523832974443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-5th-year-anniversary-to-my-lovely.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TO6ZqSJ9QgI/AAAAAAAAAdc/P3DLKZf_6lA/s72-c/them.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4052357655159210894</id><published>2010-11-15T21:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:06:10.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial; font-size: medium; "&gt;I'm sorry for not been updating and seriously, I really think that I should be deleting this blog sooner or later. Or should I not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, school ended at 12pm just now but I reached home at about nearly 2pm. The reason why I came back home late was because, Azhar Mirzan asked me to accompany him to Jurong East to make a new ezlink card since he has lost it. I didn't knew he's the type of person who actually talks a lot. It's okay, the least he could do was to entertain me throughout the whole journey from Macpherson to Jurong East. Da dapat ezlink baru mau kerek pulak eh?! Menyampah aku. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ilah baby did not attend to school today as she was not feeling well. Get well soon and don't forget to eat your medicine. Come to school tomorrow, please? =( And oh, happy 1st monthsary to you and Shahrin by the way. Be happy always and you both really look cute together. =) And I really enjoyed myself with you guys on that saturday. So much fun and laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And right now, I'm adjusting myself to get to know Aidil. Knew him from both of them and he's really nice to talk to. I must say that he's quite a joker too. Haha. Okay, I don't wish to elaborate more here. I really need some rest as I'm feeling so fatigued right now. Tata~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/6252428284457446881-4052357655159210894?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4052357655159210894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4052357655159210894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4052357655159210894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4052357655159210894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-sorry-for-not-been-updating-and.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-5593282052887897469</id><published>2010-11-04T20:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:06:58.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I'm so worry sick here. Tell me where have you been, please? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-5593282052887897469?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/5593282052887897469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=5593282052887897469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5593282052887897469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5593282052887897469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-so-worryyyyyyy-sick-here.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2215983874067579853</id><published>2010-11-02T21:36:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:07:56.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I can't stand with this feelings anymore. I've been fighting with these but I just couldn't afford to. I miss you, us like terribly. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 130%; "&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534951430715923346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TNAZADTc25I/AAAAAAAAAdU/IXMOAYkwgLU/s400/cute.png" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Thanks baby for everything. I love you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2215983874067579853?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2215983874067579853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2215983874067579853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2215983874067579853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2215983874067579853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-cant-stand-with-this-feelings.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TNAZADTc25I/AAAAAAAAAdU/IXMOAYkwgLU/s72-c/cute.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-5915995427319608518</id><published>2010-11-01T14:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:08:38.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TM5ZmFTkU8I/AAAAAAAAAdM/tFgcp6SAwJU/s1600/DSC01181-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534459502879069122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TM5ZmFTkU8I/AAAAAAAAAdM/tFgcp6SAwJU/s400/DSC01181-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Happy birthday to this guy here. Hope you will have a great day ahead and may God bless you. And for sure, I really miss everything about us. Thanks for those sweet memories that I've had with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-5915995427319608518?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/5915995427319608518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=5915995427319608518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5915995427319608518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5915995427319608518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-to-one-of-this-guy-here.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TM5ZmFTkU8I/AAAAAAAAAdM/tFgcp6SAwJU/s72-c/DSC01181-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3912926464144281066</id><published>2010-10-23T22:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:10:03.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;It's the worst feeling to watch things change when all you want is for them to stay the same. It's funny but stupid how you want everything and nothing at the same time. It's crazy when you want to let go, but you keep holding on and when you want to move on, you're stuck right where you started. When feelings come and go and you can't decide what you want. When you have so many things to say but you don't know where to start. When you want them in your life so bad, but all you can do is to push them further and further away. It's so hard to think back to how things used to be and look at it now and realise that things are different and they may never be the same. You tell yourself it's not worth it, but if it really didn't matter, you wouldn't spend so much time thinking about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3912926464144281066?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3912926464144281066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3912926464144281066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3912926464144281066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3912926464144281066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-worst-feeling-to-watch-things.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7694640677400562236</id><published>2010-10-17T17:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:10:41.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TLrAyjrwONI/AAAAAAAAAdE/aK-juhXbHNI/s1600/tumblr_l94iqiQ9Rm1qcztuto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528943467355453650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TLrAyjrwONI/AAAAAAAAAdE/aK-juhXbHNI/s400/tumblr_l94iqiQ9Rm1qcztuto1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;You've opened my heart. I was always thinking that love was wrong. But everything was changed when you came along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7694640677400562236?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7694640677400562236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7694640677400562236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7694640677400562236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7694640677400562236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/10/youve-opened-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TLrAyjrwONI/AAAAAAAAAdE/aK-juhXbHNI/s72-c/tumblr_l94iqiQ9Rm1qcztuto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7858612178393130068</id><published>2010-10-15T14:01:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:12:58.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TLhlHFO-3DI/AAAAAAAAAc8/biU6GE9mREQ/s1600/tumblr_l9zvl5LxAi1qbpwzeo1_500.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528279714935790642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TLhlHFO-3DI/AAAAAAAAAc8/biU6GE9mREQ/s400/tumblr_l9zvl5LxAi1qbpwzeo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;You don't know how much I miss you and us. You don't know how much I miss when you want to be pampered by me. You don't know how much I miss debating or arguing with you. You don't know how much I miss those late night calls from you. You don't know how much I miss receiving those sweet text messages from you. You don't know how much I miss how we used to be back then. You don't know how much I treasure all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;We used to be so really closed that people even mistook for thinking that we are an item. But now, everything is so much different. We both are like strangers. I admit that I'm partly the cause on why things changed and why we both are drifting apart. All I want is to change everything on my attitude and trying to work things well on us like how we used to back then. You told me that these are all lies on me and for that, you're gonna wait for my answers. And now when I've already made up my mind, you don't want all these anymore. So tell me now. What is that supposed to mean? I'm utterly disappointed much with you. Tremendously much. Whatever it is, I don't feel any regret for knowing you. From 27th of August till now. Like I've told you before, you're the only guy that managed to make me fall in love back again. If only things could go back like how it used to from the start and if only you could give us both a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;To Ilah baby :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Thanks for the sweet post. I'm very much pleased with it. If you think he's the right one for you, then give it a try. No harm trying, baby. Just go ahead if you feel that you want to be with him. I don't mind at all and in fact, I'm happy to finally see that you're able to move on with someone else. And for that, I wish you both all the best. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7858612178393130068?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7858612178393130068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7858612178393130068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7858612178393130068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7858612178393130068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-dont-know-how-much-i-miss-you-and.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TLhlHFO-3DI/AAAAAAAAAc8/biU6GE9mREQ/s72-c/tumblr_l9zvl5LxAi1qbpwzeo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2727021273233520931</id><published>2010-10-14T19:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:14:41.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I gave a missed for school just now or should I say, played truancy for today's lesson? Haha! And I received a text message from Azhar Mirzan saying, "Oh, tak datang skola eh? Due-due cabot." This was even brought to our Facebook and we were like arguing about movie tickets. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: ‎Illah Ibrahim and Nur Raiha, cikgu appoint Raiha leader. take note ehh.&lt;br /&gt;4 hours ago · Comment ·LikeUnlike · Remove Tag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: orite..=)..oh.step baik ehk..nak suro kite take note..check2 bsk die tk dtg..&lt;br /&gt;4 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur Raiha: Nice tactic alrdy . Ohh Azhar step uat baek ehy ? Check2 bsk paitao kite . =)&lt;br /&gt;4 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: wei wei wei. jangan maen hembus je ehh. duet wayang korang mau standby jee. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;4 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: kaki paitao..azhar siapkan duit wayang..+ popcorn skali..combo set..=)&lt;br /&gt;4 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: ah yeee. sorry la. besok sebelom korang sampai, aku sampai dulu. tengok jee. lambat, duet bas, mrt, taxi, wayang, popcorn STANDBY. ahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;4 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: kite tgk je..raiha...snapshot post ni..ambek gmbr post ni..ni utk evidence..&lt;br /&gt;4 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: raiha tak perlu, aku snap kan korang, siap print dengan colour lagi okay? aha.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: siak..show off ehk..banyak duit lah 2 nk kasi kite org..standby je bsk..mari,mari..&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: ahahah. orang cakap, tembak tak kene, cakap tak gune. besok tengok aje. Korang duet wayang standby! ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: jumpe lu bsk lah matrep ! STANDBY !&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: siak je matrep. ahahaha. aku matrep tak maen. good boy mau main okay? raihan teros diam. bak kate, silence is golden ehh? ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: raiha dah gentar...dah goyang..good boy slalu dtg skola..=)&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: ahhaha. raihan step good je. check check dah plan nak gi tamp. brakfast lagi! ahaha. good girl la sangat. aku good boy, silent killer. lol.&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: raiha*&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: alah.breakfast je kan..kau jealous kite tk breakfast dgn kau?silent killer..aduh..&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: takpe la. breakfast stakat roti ngn teh je, aku rela pass. ahaha. kalau lunch kat swenson ke, okay jugak kann. korang belanje okay?!&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: orrrrrrr, best idea, rumah ilah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: manusie ni kdg tk bersyukur yer nak..kasi cikit mintak lebih..daripade wayang,naek ke swensens..dari swensens ke rumah iaku..baik azhar..&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: at least aku tolong save cost kau tau. masak pat rumah lagi. cheap and simple. tapi kalau boleh, chilli crab ke, black pepper beef steak ke. alright jugak la. ahhaa. jk. (:&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: itu bukan tolong save..2 makin menambah..makin nk ketok duit org..&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Zan Lee: kater belanje mahh. mane ade ketok. aku suggest je. kalau tak nak, takpe. swenson pon bolehh. tak cerewet. ahaha. (:&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;Illah Ibrahim: ni matrep btol nk ketok duit org..baru ckp good boy..phuii..&lt;br /&gt;3 hours ago · LikeUnlike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur Raiha: Ohh bbl psl aku ehy ? Kan smpi da salah type name . Tkpe kite ngok jeq bsk . Standby jeq lurh ehy ? =)&lt;br /&gt;about an hour ago · LikeUnlike&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  &gt;You both are like so cute. =) We shall see tomorrow especially to Azhar Mirzan! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2727021273233520931?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2727021273233520931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2727021273233520931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2727021273233520931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2727021273233520931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-gave-missed-for-school-just-now-or.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7342164572730845236</id><published>2010-10-09T00:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:16:09.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss everything about you .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I've already knew the answer now. It really hurts me somehow. But I know it's better to be hurt by the truth than to gain satisfaction from the lies. And that answered me on why you are not the same like how you used to. The differences on how you treated me and everything. No more sweet text messages from you. Becoming less and more lesser message from you and of course, we both are somehow drifting apart. I still don't understand what you're trying to tell me and furthermore, I don't even wish to know and ask. Because I know it will hurts me more for knowing the reasons. Guess that I did some wrong to you and maybe you're right. I'm oblivious to it. But still, you can tell me even if I did so that I will know and realize it. And whatever it is, it's such a greatest thing for knowing you and I've never feel any regret for that. Thanks for everything though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7342164572730845236?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7342164572730845236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7342164572730845236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7342164572730845236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7342164572730845236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/10/ive-already-knew-answer-now.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1823006376242562095</id><published>2010-09-29T13:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:17:42.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I thought that you already had gone back to sleep after we had put down the phone yesterday. After few minutes, I received a text message from you and I assumed that was just a good night message like how you always do and wish every night. But it was not and you're telling me that you love me and then you replied me with this, "just wanna let you know". I barely did not know what to reply next and frankly speaking, I'm kinda of upset and disappointed with you, still. Tremendously much and you should know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;There's so many reasons on why we couldn't and stopped from being together for now. Only we both know why. And sometimes, I realized that I've been asking too much from you. I'm being unfair towards you and keep doubting you from the start. Somehow right now, I'm afraid things might be different later. I really hope that everything including yourself, will remain the same or change to be better even if possible. I'm willing to change you and yourself no matter how stubborn and defiant you can be. But the only problem right now is that, it's not the right time yet. And all I really hope now is that you will eventually change one day. The reason that I'm telling all this is because I really care for you and you should know that by now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1823006376242562095?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1823006376242562095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1823006376242562095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1823006376242562095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1823006376242562095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-thought-that-you-already-had-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2983679440623791946</id><published>2010-09-28T22:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:18:39.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;It's better to be hurt by the truth than to gain satisfaction from the lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2983679440623791946?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2983679440623791946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2983679440623791946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2983679440623791946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2983679440623791946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-better-to-be-hurt-by-truth-than-to.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-219217261601291409</id><published>2010-09-19T16:44:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:19:54.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss my girls badly .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TJXQx2zjtFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/nbeTVS8aWKA/s1600/drz400sm_dcshoe%2520(9).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518546473356342354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TJXQx2zjtFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/nbeTVS8aWKA/s400/drz400sm_dcshoe%2520(9).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;This bike is cool, isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tapi ade orang tuh mati-mati nanak motor nie. Aku geram jek ngan dier. You know who you are if you're reading this. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And we were like arguing about bikes yesterday. -.- Da tahu menyesal nkmo cakap macam gituh lagi kay? Nanti aku betol carik mat scrambler baru tahu. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Anyway, will be going out for jalan raya with the girls this thursday and I swear that I miss them so effing much. It's been so long that I didn't meet them. And thursday, please come quickly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-219217261601291409?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/219217261601291409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=219217261601291409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/219217261601291409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/219217261601291409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/09/random.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TJXQx2zjtFI/AAAAAAAAAcE/nbeTVS8aWKA/s72-c/drz400sm_dcshoe%2520(9).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-8087020864376761682</id><published>2010-09-14T14:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:20:51.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time will tell .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I'm so glad that exam was finally over and now I can start my holidays back again. And hell yeah, I found that the paper was just an average for me. I did try my best on whatever I can do and I guarantee that I won't be able to get 4 pointers anymore. Tkpe, this term aku step down jap. Right Ilah? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And anyway, met Epain again yesterday after my exam paper. Came down to Jurong to meet him since he already came down to my area that day. Kau ngn kau peh degil eh?! Aiyoyo! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-8087020864376761682?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/8087020864376761682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=8087020864376761682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8087020864376761682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8087020864376761682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-glad.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-230840347717608896</id><published>2010-09-11T23:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T20:19:04.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1st day of raya .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TIyS3nmJVXI/AAAAAAAAAbU/7ZKkBVwovC0/s1600/58305_1304128178142_1678622668_608599_4386927_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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"&gt;Today marks our 1st year anniversary supposed to be. It's already been 3 months now that I manage to lead my life without you and if only you knew how much I miss you so bad. I miss everything about you, seriously. Those memories that I've had with you is something that I couldn't forget. I've been through a lot with you back then and you knew how much I really treasured our relationship, how much I'm holding on tight onto it. But everything seems so meaningless now. It has just gone to waste. All I can say is that you're the best despite those hurts that you have caused. And therefore, I'm trying my best to leave behind the past slowly. It's literally hard though but I'm trying my best to and nevertheless that I've learned so many things behind this. Now I know how to be more on guard towards guys. Because of you, I rather prefer to remain single than getting myself being attached to anyone right now. I'm afraid that I might be getting hurt all over again and I don't wish history to keep on repeating. I don't even give others a chance to be with me as I keep telling myself that most guys are just about the same. Well, I'm not saying all though. =) But more or less, they are still can be such a pain to me. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Anyway, met Epain for the 1st time yesterday over my area. He supposed to be fetching me from school but I suggested him to meet me at Choa Chu Kang instead as it's easier for him. I don't want to make him travel too far. And my 1st impression towards him was like, "Oh wow!". He really looked exactly like a gangster. But overall, he's a nice guy. Tapi tak boleh puji dulu. -.- If Sholihin aka Chopiez didn't came online that night, we wouldn't be knowing each other. Am I right? Kau tak abes-abes nak debate ngn aku la! Geram jek aku dibuatnye. Tsktsk. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4106844637804620489?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4106844637804620489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4106844637804620489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4106844637804620489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4106844637804620489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/09/leaving-behind-my-past-slowly.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7643736454373709688</id><published>2010-08-27T17:19:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:27:03.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='step up 3D was totally awesome .'/><title type='text'>august 26th .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjHTs47ljI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/F-Jp8h9P5yU/s1600/DSC01179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510373285369189938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjHTs47ljI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/F-Jp8h9P5yU/s400/DSC01179.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjG_gOvejI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/s_v6GhSpPUI/s1600/DSC01167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510372938373626418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjG_gOvejI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/s_v6GhSpPUI/s400/DSC01167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjGqRhz78I/AAAAAAAAAZs/277sVGfnNco/s1600/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510372573649825730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjGqRhz78I/AAAAAAAAAZs/277sVGfnNco/s400/DSC01168.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjGGHa8fHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/dsrm1MOx4Ko/s1600/DSC01136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510371952461380722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjGGHa8fHI/AAAAAAAAAZk/dsrm1MOx4Ko/s400/DSC01136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjF_JWtqQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/5OaTIR0hEeQ/s1600/DSC01137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510371832721418498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjF_JWtqQI/AAAAAAAAAZc/5OaTIR0hEeQ/s400/DSC01137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjF0OrbbiI/AAAAAAAAAZU/vJvCn6_vpOo/s1600/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510371645171920418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjF0OrbbiI/AAAAAAAAAZU/vJvCn6_vpOo/s400/DSC01147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjFly4ZujI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WSyFaIZQYHM/s1600/DSC01151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510371397191973426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjFly4ZujI/AAAAAAAAAZM/WSyFaIZQYHM/s400/DSC01151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjFa1ECe5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QCyL3RcJuHc/s1600/DSC01153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510371208799091602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjFa1ECe5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/QCyL3RcJuHc/s400/DSC01153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjFJGHDXxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/5zcHaXUh1NM/s1600/DSC01155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510370904137490194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjFJGHDXxI/AAAAAAAAAY8/5zcHaXUh1NM/s400/DSC01155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjE4cYkwGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/MBzSqs-B-w0/s1600/DSC01162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510370618058784866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjE4cYkwGI/AAAAAAAAAY0/MBzSqs-B-w0/s400/DSC01162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjEbDIPC0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/jBeuMGE4oQI/s1600/DSC01163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510370113063160642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjEbDIPC0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/jBeuMGE4oQI/s400/DSC01163.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjD936bD4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/Ko0BlRgI-pc/s1600/DSC01169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510369611836231554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjD936bD4I/AAAAAAAAAYc/Ko0BlRgI-pc/s400/DSC01169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjDzBTgOqI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_hk_oah1-n8/s1600/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510369425378785954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjDzBTgOqI/AAAAAAAAAYU/_hk_oah1-n8/s400/DSC01170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjDrXAP8bI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5Hu751r9TrM/s1600/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510369293764653490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjDrXAP8bI/AAAAAAAAAYM/5Hu751r9TrM/s400/DSC01180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjDesBvwcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/s_63XPprLy0/s1600/DSC01149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510369076069777858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjDesBvwcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/s_63XPprLy0/s400/DSC01149.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510368892054461362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjDT-hE27I/AAAAAAAAAX8/oTsFVqriCTc/s400/DSC01173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;These pictures were taken after we have done watching the Step Up 3D. And all I can say is, it was totally awesome! So yeah, let the pictures do the talking as I'm plainly lazy to update in a proper post right now. :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&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;/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/6252428284457446881-7643736454373709688?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7643736454373709688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7643736454373709688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7643736454373709688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7643736454373709688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-26th.html' title='august 26th .'/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/THjHTs47ljI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/F-Jp8h9P5yU/s72-c/DSC01179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-6300185290193093352</id><published>2010-08-21T23:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:31:15.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Just got back home from meeting Shah bestie. Accompanied her to Cotton On at Lot One after iftar since she wanted to get a set of clothes for free from her sister as she is working there. How cool and awesome it is! And I thank so much to her sister for treating me which I actually don't feel good about it, seriously. Thanks to bestie too for helping me out to choose both colours of the skirt plus the top and not forgetting the contact lens solution. Really appreciate it a lot. *smiling widely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;Anyway, I'm effing much glad that I've finally done with the IFIA's project. Now left with our upcoming exam which will be on September and I can guarantee that I will not be able to get 4 pointers anymore. I don't understand a single thing about NWF. Pathetic much right?! I know! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;Will be meeting Fee darling this monday by the way to plan for another girls outing which will be on end of year. Have so many plans to do for this year and I seriously couldn't wait for that. I must fulfill every single of it. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And oh, I'm so gonna watch the Step Up 3D and it's a must must must must must for me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;I really hope Ilah baby can accompany me by watching the Haunted Changi too though. Please baby? *smiling widely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-6300185290193093352?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/6300185290193093352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=6300185290193093352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6300185290193093352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6300185290193093352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/08/thanks-for-treat.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1887958698998167672</id><published>2010-08-13T19:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:32:20.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hopefully they will be alright .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGU0a2PrkjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/7mqZsS3_cyo/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504863755372827186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGU0a2PrkjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/7mqZsS3_cyo/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504862874063387810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGUznjHIvKI/AAAAAAAAAXU/POjQum-qoQ0/s400/sis+and+abg+juf.bmp" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I received a text message from lovely sister saying that they got into an accident just now and I'm currently waiting for them to get back home safely. She only told me that she was sent to hospital and her leg was bleeding. I still haven't know about what actually took place and abg Juf's condition. Oh God, please look after them and I'm praying real hard that they will be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1887958698998167672?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1887958698998167672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1887958698998167672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1887958698998167672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1887958698998167672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/08/sis-and-abg-juf-got-into-accident.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGU0a2PrkjI/AAAAAAAAAXk/7mqZsS3_cyo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3313688150209499699</id><published>2010-08-12T16:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:33:28.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy 18th birthday to bestie .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGO01Q-EYtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/C1N9LqF9Cyw/s1600/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504441996758246098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGO01Q-EYtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/C1N9LqF9Cyw/s400/IMG_0054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;To this bestie of mine here, happy legally 18th birthday! I know you can't wait for this date. I know and you know huh? Haha! Thanks for always been there for me through thick and thin together. And yeah, you've been helping and guiding me a lot. I thank you so much for that. Hope you have a great day on your special day. Love you always babe! And now that you're already legal, remember what our plans are. Woohoo! Can't wait for that. Party, here we come! *grinning* :DDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3313688150209499699?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3313688150209499699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3313688150209499699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3313688150209499699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3313688150209499699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-18th-birthday-to-bestie.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGO01Q-EYtI/AAAAAAAAAXM/C1N9LqF9Cyw/s72-c/IMG_0054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-6081545404330686244</id><published>2010-08-10T19:28:00.050+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:34:16.681+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on ilah&apos;s birthday in advanced .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGFDDUX1wHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2JjVNzZuDWo/s1600/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503746050770893394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE734IoelI/AAAAAAAAATE/541xjGeSowU/s400/IMG_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE7klDdndI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ujPG0fQA-5A/s1600/IMG_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503745719231421906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE7klDdndI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ujPG0fQA-5A/s400/IMG_0169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE7ZzM095I/AAAAAAAAAS0/g4Qwfb1Et3A/s1600/IMG_0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503745534050236306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE7ZzM095I/AAAAAAAAAS0/g4Qwfb1Et3A/s400/IMG_0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE7EPew9LI/AAAAAAAAASs/b8erh-uFzPk/s1600/IMG_0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503745163684541618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE7EPew9LI/AAAAAAAAASs/b8erh-uFzPk/s400/IMG_0046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE6zc09dfI/AAAAAAAAASk/Gk-DmSCnlKM/s1600/IMG_0049-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503744875209520626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE6zc09dfI/AAAAAAAAASk/Gk-DmSCnlKM/s400/IMG_0049-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE6jm1mv2I/AAAAAAAAASc/lckJ66OnNag/s1600/IMG_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503744603018674018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE6jm1mv2I/AAAAAAAAASc/lckJ66OnNag/s400/IMG_0079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE6MRxXa2I/AAAAAAAAASU/EWwJ_OHdgO8/s1600/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503744202226756450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE6MRxXa2I/AAAAAAAAASU/EWwJ_OHdgO8/s400/IMG_0082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE6AwiZC7I/AAAAAAAAASM/JgcVJ7euoB8/s1600/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503744004327017394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE6AwiZC7I/AAAAAAAAASM/JgcVJ7euoB8/s400/IMG_0084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE5yJEqLjI/AAAAAAAAASE/Kl1AmvYM-34/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503743753215159858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE5yJEqLjI/AAAAAAAAASE/Kl1AmvYM-34/s400/IMG_0091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE5YMP46pI/AAAAAAAAAR8/QN4zQTNzP-A/s1600/IMG_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503743307390970514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE5YMP46pI/AAAAAAAAAR8/QN4zQTNzP-A/s400/IMG_0131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE48gfZOwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/t7u8dtkL6mw/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503742831788374786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE48gfZOwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/t7u8dtkL6mw/s400/IMG_0142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE4hlvrmoI/AAAAAAAAARs/nrp_POKn0Z0/s1600/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503742369342397058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGE4hlvrmoI/AAAAAAAAARs/nrp_POKn0Z0/s400/IMG_0144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Let the pictures do the talking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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;/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;/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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-6081545404330686244?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/6081545404330686244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=6081545404330686244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6081545404330686244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/6081545404330686244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/08/7th-of-august.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TGFDDUX1wHI/AAAAAAAAAXE/2JjVNzZuDWo/s72-c/IMG_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2986961332725481474</id><published>2010-08-08T23:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:35:28.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy 19th birthday baby .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TF7MUnXB9GI/AAAAAAAAARk/rBlCSULANW4/s1600/illah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 120px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503060449228354658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TF7MUnXB9GI/AAAAAAAAARk/rBlCSULANW4/s400/illah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Happy sweet 19th birthday to this baby girl of mine here. Hope you did enjoy yourself throughout the day with us yesterday. It's already been a year plus that I've known you and you're really such a good dear friend. We did quarrel few times before but I'm glad that we managed to make it up eventually and I'm sorry if I have ever hurt you in any way. Just want to let you know that I always love you and hope that we can remain like this forever. And I thank you so much for every single thing that you have done for me. Once again, happy birthday my dear sweetheart! May God bless you always. I love you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2986961332725481474?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2986961332725481474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2986961332725481474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2986961332725481474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2986961332725481474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/08/19th-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TF7MUnXB9GI/AAAAAAAAARk/rBlCSULANW4/s72-c/illah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2452862997360351623</id><published>2010-08-04T20:56:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:37:18.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I've not been feeling well eversince on monday. Been having fever, flu, sore throat and even sore eyes that I even skipped both NWF and Lifeskills lesson. But I'm very much glad that I'm getting better now excluding my sore eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;Anyway, 4 more days left to Ilah's 19th birthday and I couldn't wait for this coming saturday. Will be meeting and tonning with her and I hope everything will goes on smoothly. Shah bestie and Nas will be joining us too and if only Shah has already turn 18, we definitely will be going to club. Haha! Oh well, forget about it. We still can go next time. =) I'm very so sure that we're going to have loads of fun for upcoming plans and take a lot of pictures, please? And I just realized that both of my besties are August babies. It is great, isn't it? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Oh yes, I feel like deleting my blog anyway. I'm just plainly lazy to update. Should I or should I not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2452862997360351623?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2452862997360351623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2452862997360351623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2452862997360351623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2452862997360351623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/08/3-more-days.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1838583403756819766</id><published>2010-07-30T22:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:39:47.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='if only you knew how much i miss you so bad .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TFLw6kFSl5I/AAAAAAAAARU/f1_fviu4fBA/s1600/miss+you.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499722983881742226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TFLw6kFSl5I/AAAAAAAAARU/f1_fviu4fBA/s400/miss+you.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1838583403756819766?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1838583403756819766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1838583403756819766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1838583403756819766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1838583403756819766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/07/miss-you-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TFLw6kFSl5I/AAAAAAAAARU/f1_fviu4fBA/s72-c/miss+you.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-8656933926033952493</id><published>2010-07-21T22:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:40:18.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;All I need is time and convince to me that you're different from any those guys that I knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-8656933926033952493?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/8656933926033952493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=8656933926033952493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8656933926033952493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8656933926033952493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-step-at-time.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3136103088166615844</id><published>2010-07-12T06:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:41:27.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='well done spaniards .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TDpEOLj8XuI/AAAAAAAAARM/npOFnCm-jx4/s1600/spain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492777705944145634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TDpEOLj8XuI/AAAAAAAAARM/npOFnCm-jx4/s400/spain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;SPAIN HAS WON THE WORLD CUP 2010!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;ALL THE WAY AND WELL DONE SPANIARDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tak sia-sia aku support korg dari dulu. A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;nd Villa, I love you okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;My aim is to save money and travel to Spain one fine day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Nyahaha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;And someone is going to treat me huh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3136103088166615844?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3136103088166615844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3136103088166615844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3136103088166615844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3136103088166615844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-done-spaniards.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TDpEOLj8XuI/AAAAAAAAARM/npOFnCm-jx4/s72-c/spain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4844186943859912623</id><published>2010-07-05T16:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:42:49.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TDGZ0T6RlWI/AAAAAAAAARE/M5tYTl__GGM/s1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490338544718288226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TDGZ0T6RlWI/AAAAAAAAARE/M5tYTl__GGM/s400/02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I swear that I really miss this baby girl of mine here. Your sweet post really indeed means so much to me, baby. I feel like crying upon reading it. Really effing miss you a lot. And we don't even meet during the holidays except for our class chalet and that was the only time that I could only see and meet you. It's been so long that we didn't go out and spend time together. I really think we should do that often and hoping that we can go out real soon. Take good care and enjoy yourself when you're at KL. I pray for both you and your family to be back to Singapore safely. =) And don't worry too much about me okay? I will be fine here and all I hope now is that time will past by real fast. 3 days is like 30 days for me. Really miss those days with you. So much fun and laughter. Come back real soon, please? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4844186943859912623?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4844186943859912623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4844186943859912623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4844186943859912623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4844186943859912623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/07/come-back-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TDGZ0T6RlWI/AAAAAAAAARE/M5tYTl__GGM/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1830153491268555834</id><published>2010-07-03T17:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:43:33.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='single is still the best after all .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Happy 1st month of being single to me! Weeee! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1830153491268555834?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1830153491268555834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1830153491268555834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1830153491268555834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1830153491268555834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-being-single.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3950178975113371179</id><published>2010-07-01T13:28:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:44:32.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mini reunion .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TCwphvnImRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/epRRklffHAU/s1600/42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488807705550821650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TCwphvnImRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/epRRklffHAU/s400/42.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;There are still more pictures to be upload but Facebook is being such a bitch right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Anyway, I've finally met these girls yesterday after for so long we have not actually meet. It was actually a last minute mini reunion among us which was planned by them. Really had a great time with them and their hugs really meant so much to me though. I love you okay girls? Thanks a lot for the memorable day. I'm very much pleased with it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3950178975113371179?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3950178975113371179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3950178975113371179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3950178975113371179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3950178975113371179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/07/miss-them-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TCwphvnImRI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/epRRklffHAU/s72-c/42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2217936743710994014</id><published>2010-06-29T12:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:49:36.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re the best dad .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TCl8hlPpKCI/AAAAAAAAAQk/loWqs_-ZzpE/s1600/happy+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488054537302911010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TCl8hlPpKCI/AAAAAAAAAQk/loWqs_-ZzpE/s400/happy+birthday.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I want to wish a very happy 48th birthday to my dearest daddy buncit. Semoga dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki. You have always been a great dad to us and I thank you so much for that. I love you always. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-2217936743710994014?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2217936743710994014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2217936743710994014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2217936743710994014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2217936743710994014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-ayah.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TCl8hlPpKCI/AAAAAAAAAQk/loWqs_-ZzpE/s72-c/happy+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7136345485513186055</id><published>2010-06-28T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:50:13.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;SOME GUYS ARE JUST SO FUCKING IRRITATING! GET A LIFE ASSHOLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7136345485513186055?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7136345485513186055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7136345485513186055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7136345485513186055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7136345485513186055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/06/korg-mepek.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-7040639549870923961</id><published>2010-06-22T00:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:51:14.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Will be away later and will be back by tonight. Going to Johor Bahru with family excluding my sister and please don't call or text me okay? Know why? Because you'll be wasting your time and 5 cents!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;To Shah and Ilah babies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Make sure you both will miss me. Haha! Joking only. Hehe! Take care girls when I'm away. *hugs* ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-7040639549870923961?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/7040639549870923961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=7040639549870923961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7040639549870923961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/7040639549870923961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/06/away.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-284230621780674434</id><published>2010-06-21T23:23:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:53:56.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing babygirls .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-VDL0SjrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dEP37yA0GE0/s1600/DSC01061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485266753104809650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-VDL0SjrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dEP37yA0GE0/s400/DSC01061.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-Kk82vVKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OG6Z58I315w/s1600/DSC01067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485255238576198818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-Kk82vVKI/AAAAAAAAAP8/OG6Z58I315w/s400/DSC01067.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-KarQq0OI/AAAAAAAAAP0/3FwOZ1a5H0c/s1600/DSC01071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485255062054424802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-KarQq0OI/AAAAAAAAAP0/3FwOZ1a5H0c/s400/DSC01071.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-KO17IiYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/f2ah0peJtL4/s1600/DSC01057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485254858758457730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-KO17IiYI/AAAAAAAAAPs/f2ah0peJtL4/s400/DSC01057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-KEJw2_tI/AAAAAAAAAPk/FllgUFOxtHY/s1600/DSC01058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485254675105513170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-KEJw2_tI/AAAAAAAAAPk/FllgUFOxtHY/s400/DSC01058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-Jjti1jEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4d2IHVjSwkU/s1600/DSC01063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485254117774691394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-Jjti1jEI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4d2IHVjSwkU/s400/DSC01063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-GrYAYhxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Z4lY0xWcKmU/s1600/DSC01075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485250950897108754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-GrYAYhxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Z4lY0xWcKmU/s400/DSC01075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I've finally met dearest bestie just now after for so long we didn't get to spend time together. Really miss her a lot. So yeah, really had a great day with her today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;And I'm still waiting for wednesday to arrive as I can finally meet my dearest Ilah. Only God knows how much I really miss her. I want to hug you can baby? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Frankly speaking, I really want to be single for the time being. I just don't wish to get myself attached to anyone of you. You guys are just giving and making a difficult situations for me right now. And if only you guys know how I feel. Yes, you all can say that you will take good care of me and stuffs now but how about later? Things might totally change and you guys only know how to play this effing pathetic games. Tell me, who's going to be hurt eventually? I know that I can't compared that every guys are the same and not all are like that. If you're telling me that you will take good care of me and will make me happy, convince and prove to me then. As simple as that.&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-284230621780674434?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/284230621780674434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=284230621780674434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/284230621780674434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/284230621780674434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-day-with-bestie.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TB-VDL0SjrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/dEP37yA0GE0/s72-c/DSC01061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3188452328554106132</id><published>2010-06-19T14:53:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:57:22.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I just finished talking with my lovely sister and these were our conversations just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sis: Can I ask you something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: What?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sis: Mum told me something just now in the morning but she asked me not to ask you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: Okay, I think I got what you mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sis: Is it true? What really happened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I told her everything about what actually happened and I felt so relieved that I've finally managed to let out my feelings to her. I've been wanting to tell her about this but I just don't have the guts to. Oh well, I actually badly did bursting into tears just now. I still feel the pain, I swear. For God's sake, please be strong, Raiha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Lovely sister, thanks for everything. Thanks for comforting me with words just now and you did teach me a lot of things. You know me the best especially my weakest points. Don't worry, I'm not going to be so lenient and being soft-hearted towards them. I'm trying my best to change on that. And each time when you're against of my relationship, something will always goes wrong. I know as a sister, you want the best for me. I've regretted for not listening to you but I know there's no point to regret now. Pathetic much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And thanks to dearest bestie for cheering me up just now. She did calm me down. Eventhough you're talking craps just now, I enjoyed it so much and it really cheered me up. I love you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;We have been together for nearly 9 months and this was the longest relationship that I had. I've never given up on you despite all the hardships that we have went through. It's already been 2 weeks and 2 days now. Frankly speaking, I miss you so bad. You will always be there for me to light my day and guide me through. Never will I forget the day how we've met and came this far but somehow, it has to end up here. That's the hardest thing to do because you mean so much to me. Our intuition will always be right and I'm sorry if I've not been a good girlfriend. One thing for sure, always know this, what goes around comes around. And yeah, I'm slowly leaving my past behind. I know that God will always be my side and give me the strength to move on without you in my life. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3188452328554106132?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3188452328554106132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3188452328554106132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3188452328554106132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3188452328554106132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/06/thanks-dearest-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2333553386440283646</id><published>2010-06-15T22:17:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:58:53.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeRQhaeg1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/APEm4qjEr9E/s1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483010784380224338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeRQhaeg1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/APEm4qjEr9E/s400/19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeRG9Vw12I/AAAAAAAAAOU/TJr9zAHuOdU/s1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483010620077954914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeRG9Vw12I/AAAAAAAAAOU/TJr9zAHuOdU/s400/18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQ_SkAjEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2unTwufawTs/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483010488335895618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQ_SkAjEI/AAAAAAAAAOM/2unTwufawTs/s400/11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQw_xWxJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/D_3hGzB-epY/s1600/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483010242773435538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQw_xWxJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/D_3hGzB-epY/s400/09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQke-mOgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/E23CP5r9wSs/s1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483010027812174338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQke-mOgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/E23CP5r9wSs/s400/21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQbJtptgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9wS0VYtMQfs/s1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483009867485132290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQbJtptgI/AAAAAAAAAN0/9wS0VYtMQfs/s400/15.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQTodN1bI/AAAAAAAAANs/Fi836VTLlJQ/s1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483009738298742194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeQTodN1bI/AAAAAAAAANs/Fi836VTLlJQ/s400/16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Webcam with Shah bestie and these were taken on the 12th June which on last saturday. Ignore some of our stupid faces, please? Haha! And darling, thanks for accompanied me on that day itself. Really appreciate it a lot. Nearly 4 hours of rebonding-cum-highlighting my hair and I knew it's very very very long! Thanks for the patience! Hehe! *hugs* ♥&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;/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/6252428284457446881-2333553386440283646?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/2333553386440283646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=2333553386440283646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2333553386440283646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/2333553386440283646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/06/webcam-with-bestie.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TBeRQhaeg1I/AAAAAAAAAOc/APEm4qjEr9E/s72-c/19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-9140659416056340167</id><published>2010-06-09T12:22:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:00:28.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a friend is one of the nicest things you can have and one of the best things you can be .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TA8mcFEbgoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WxUpziWU7xY/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480641535372132994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TA8mcFEbgoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WxUpziWU7xY/s320/14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TA8mSDHFUsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9lG42JF14L8/s1600/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480641363047699138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TA8mSDHFUsI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9lG42JF14L8/s320/09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;These two baby girls of mine have always been there for me whenever I feel so down and for that, I shall say thanks so much for everything. They are the reasons why I'm being so strong now. And they have always been encouraging and giving me some of their moral supports which I'm very much thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Darlings, I'm really so thankful to have friends like you both. All I really hope now is that our friendship will never end and it's been so great for knowing you both. Thanks for been there for me always and please know how much it means to me. I love you, babies. =)&lt;/span&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/6252428284457446881-9140659416056340167?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/9140659416056340167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=9140659416056340167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/9140659416056340167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/9140659416056340167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/06/thanks-babygirls.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/TA8mcFEbgoI/AAAAAAAAAMk/WxUpziWU7xY/s72-c/14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-214133464782755941</id><published>2010-06-02T17:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:02:21.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I'm very much glad that our IFIA's phase test was finally over and the only thing that I have to do now is to wait for the marks on whether I have to take for retest or not. It was quite easy except the part when it came to Javascript and the CSS as I'm not too sure whether I did it correctly or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;So anyway, Ilah baby and I went for our breakfast since we came early just now in the morning and all I have to say is that I really had an awesome day with her. So much laughter and everything. About that tagging guy, the red t-shirt guy who alighted from the bus etc.. That tagging boy approached to both of us and asked whether we wanted to buy some drinks or not? And the very 1st thing that I focused on him was, one of his missing tooth. Me and Ilah baby couldn't just stopped laughing about it. But of course, we're not trying to be so that bad okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Anyway, I gave baby a call 1st thing in the morning and he told me that his hp's screen is totally blank. He could not be able to even read messages except that he could only receive incoming calls. Pathetic much huh? Sigh! Buy new hp, please baby? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-214133464782755941?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/214133464782755941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=214133464782755941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/214133464782755941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/214133464782755941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/06/2nd-june.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-5619039697437574204</id><published>2010-05-28T13:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:06:22.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S_-wSA2XTJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/4f6hPSEs5iQ/s1600/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476289495417965714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S_-wSA2XTJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/4f6hPSEs5iQ/s320/08.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I'm kinda of lazy to update my blog and Ilah has been pestering me to update since yesterday. Syg peh pasal terpakse aku update. Huhu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Anyway, been sleeping over at her crib on wednesday night due to our Lifeskills project. Had to help her out in everything and I'm glad that we did quite okay yesterday. People did come over to our stall to buy things from us. I shall say thanks for their support though and without Ilah, I don't think we could even managed to finish up our project and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Hidop susah kalau banyak mengira la kan? Seriously, I don't understand at all. Asal susah sangat nak kuarkan duit bile part nak beli barang untuk project? Tapi bile nak belikan barang untuk matair punye la senang. I do understand and know that boyfriend is your 1st priority to you girls. Aku sendiri nga terkial-kial simpan duit untuk belikan barang untuk matair aku. But I'm still willingly used up some part of the money itself without hesitations. You guys easily know how to give your opinion by doing this and that but tell me now. Did you girls even willingly and have the initiatives to do it? Me and Ilah are not trying to condemn you girls but try to be in our situations and think fairly for both of us. Kalau kite nie busok hati sangat, kite due da paitau korang. Tkkn susah payah nak buat nie semue. Tknk gadoh peh pasal tuh sebab kite due diamkan jek. Tapi korang pulak amek kesempatan. Korang tahu asyek nak complain yg korang penat tapi pikir la. Siape lagi penat? Nie bukan pasal nak ungkit ke ape tau? And please, don't give that fucking look to Ilah okay? *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;Overall, I really had a great time with Ilah baby and miss sleeping with her somehow. Should thanks to her mum for everything and her brother couldn't make me stop laughing especially when it came to a part about that B.E.P. LOL-ing! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; "&gt;It's okay, baby. This will be the last time. There will be no more after this. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;P/S : I miss my boyfriend effing much. Meet me soon, please? =(&lt;/span&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/6252428284457446881-5619039697437574204?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/5619039697437574204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=5619039697437574204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5619039697437574204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/5619039697437574204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/05/sleepover.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S_-wSA2XTJI/AAAAAAAAAL4/4f6hPSEs5iQ/s72-c/08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3614903977069768650</id><published>2010-05-21T20:18:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:10:04.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I gave a missed for school yesterday as I was having a slight fever and flu. Thank God it's getting better though I'm still having my flu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Anyway, I'm looking forward to June holidays as I pathetically really need a break for school okay?! I don't really enjoy myself for both NWF and J2ME lessons and I swear that I don't even know any single thing at all about that particular modules from the start. Shah bestie told me before that I will be dead-meat if my boyfriend happens to know about this and what I have been doing in class all this while. Mesti dier biseng ngn aku nye! And only she knows how nagging he can be. Right babe? Huhu! Guess that I won't be getting my 4 pointers again this term.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;So yeah, will be having a class chalet from 23rd to 25th June and I still have not make up my mind yet on whether should I sleep over or not? But somehow, I intended to ton since I'm kinda of missing it effing much. The last I tonned was on January which I still vividly remembered that I tonned with Ilah baby and Ahmad Syerzan. Too bad that Shah bestie could not join us and we missed our train during that point of time. That was effing epic okay! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And the one that I really enjoyed myself was during my birthday. Tonned with both of my baby girls, Shah and Ilah. And both Ahmad Syerzan and Muhd Syerzan did join us along too but too bad, it's only for awhile. Then finally, I met baby under Ilah's void deck at close to 5 in the morning and that was when he just came back from Johor Bahru with his family. Very nice timing indeed right baby? LMAO! Still, spending time with you for my birthday-cum-4th monthsary was really awesome much. Wish that I could turn back the clock and of course, I had an awesome 18th birthday for able to spend and celebrate with my loved ones. Should thank to them for that. ♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3614903977069768650?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3614903977069768650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3614903977069768650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3614903977069768650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3614903977069768650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/05/need-break.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4526060580291820431</id><published>2010-05-19T14:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:15:13.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S_OZqH6qzHI/AAAAAAAAALY/4Cy6qrYBqkA/s1600/fcuk+off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472886921143962738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S_OZqH6qzHI/AAAAAAAAALY/4Cy6qrYBqkA/s400/fcuk+off.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;Baby has always been there for me whenever I needed him especially since last week. He has always been concerning about my life. Whenever I'm unhappy with the person or things, he would always be there for me and would always make me smile or go crazy by his lame jokes just to make me feel better. And I swear that I've never seen him being so frustrated before until one of this shits happened that he even texted me like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby: Haha! Speak of the devil. Look who's talking. She should look herself in the mirror before she starts to give remarks about people. And tell her that her comments are not needed. Cause she's just a piece of trash waiting to be chuck away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: That is how she is, baby. She just won't change her attitude and it's still the same. Well, maybe I'm too soft-hearted and that is why she's been like that towards me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby: Then does that means she can take advantage of you? No right? I tak pasal kalau tuh betine lawar tapi muke da macam tempeh basi abeh nak berlagak? Ask her to stop being such a bitch who keeps praising about her or her boyfriend. It didn't lead to anything or anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Me: You're seem so angry at her? Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Baby: I'm not angry. I'm just not happy with the way how she treated you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;And to that particular someone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Tak ubah-ubah jugak eh prangai kau? Aku ngok dari dulu sampai skrg maseh same. You are still so proud and will always think so highly on yourself. Tell me, what did you get by doing that? I still don't understand at all, seriously. You want so much by being so proud of yourself and keep praising your boyfriend right? Sure, no problem. I'll go along with it too then. Aku rase kau pergi beros daki kau sampai hilang dulu pon cantek ah babe. Kau slalu syiok sendiri cakap yg kau ade ramai kawan laki yg cute ngn handsome kan? Entah betol ke tidak eh? Only God knows it well. Bile da ade matair berlagak mau lebih? Tak habis-habis puji dier? And you will always keep adding on and on. Like what the fuck? You think I give a damn about your boyfriend? Tak perlu la sangat eh? Belom lagi jejak setengah bulan dah kecoh mau rabak? Chill ah dok. Jejakkan satu tahun baru boleh bbl banyak. Haha! Too bad then if you think that I'm referring to you. If you're not happy with me, I'm just a phone call away. And oh yeah, be thankful enough that I don't type out your name here. I'm still kind enough to save up that 'pretty' face of yours. *wink-wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Anyway, dad was away to Perak since yesterday night and he will be back on saturday. Hoping that he has a safe journey there and be back home safely. Kinda of missing my dad actually. Getting used of doing this and that for him. Haha! And the best part is that I can sleep in my parents' room with my mum. Best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Okay, whatever! I know I'm talking crap now. Will update again when I have the time. Take care readers. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4526060580291820431?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4526060580291820431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4526060580291820431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4526060580291820431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4526060580291820431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/05/true-friends-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S_OZqH6qzHI/AAAAAAAAALY/4Cy6qrYBqkA/s72-c/fcuk+off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4713282703345841370</id><published>2010-05-16T17:47:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:19:14.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-_X3Lj1lUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zqdrEwQ7w_s/s1600/in+cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471829415274321218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-_X3Lj1lUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zqdrEwQ7w_s/s320/in+cartoon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-_XqlJgQbI/AAAAAAAAALI/dIsrB6zj_1I/s1600/%E2%99%A5from+baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471829198804894130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-_XqlJgQbI/AAAAAAAAALI/dIsrB6zj_1I/s320/%E2%99%A5from+baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Baby, thanks for the sweet post and for making the effort to meet me on our 8th monthsary just to spend time with me. Really enjoyed myself every moment with you okay? And thanks so much for the cute gift. It's really such a cute bear especially the big round thingy which is somewhere around it's butt. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And you know what, baby? As to what you're saying in the previous post and the reason why I still keep holding on tight to this relationship is because I'm pretty sure that our life will be getting better somehow. Frankly speaking, it's not an easy task or thing for me. I'm sure that God has his own reasons on why we both have been given this kind of situations by Him. And I must say that I'm grateful to Him for giving me the strength and patience to face every of these obstacles and challenges. I wish and pray that you will eventually be able to manage your time wisely between me and your work schedule. And somehow, I know that you don't even want things to be like this either and for making me wait for you. I have to admit that I do get upset and frustrated with you when you're too committed onto your work and I'm really glad that you will always put back a smile on my face by comforting me with your sweet little words. At the end of the day, you know that you're all I ever wanted and I really do appreciate every single thing that you have done for me. Thanks for being the very best boyfriend, baby.&lt;/span&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/6252428284457446881-4713282703345841370?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4713282703345841370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4713282703345841370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4713282703345841370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4713282703345841370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/05/thanks-so-much-for-everything-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-_X3Lj1lUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zqdrEwQ7w_s/s72-c/in+cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4309694485960007792</id><published>2010-05-10T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:19:42.749+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love is great..'/><title type='text'>to ma baby love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;this is yan here..raiha's bf..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i am thankful that we have last this long..i am glad that we hv come this far together..and that she has been very patient n understanding towards me all this while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i cnt believe that i can have a nice n pretty n faithful gf like her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;juz hope that this dream will never end..its like a dream cume true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;nw is juz waiting for the rite time to wed ma baby princess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;i juz wan to say that i really love her alot n am very sorry for making her wait for quite sumetime to meet me up due to ma working hours... and i so excited everytime i get to meet her..so the onli way for me to express ma sincere feeling for her is here..so that her frens will knoe how i felt for her...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4309694485960007792?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4309694485960007792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4309694485960007792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4309694485960007792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4309694485960007792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/05/to-ma-baby-love.html' title='to ma baby love'/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1334503673430321373</id><published>2010-05-09T13:31:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T15:20:54.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we come to love not by finding a perfect person but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-aBqgcjLZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B1C3lWNZom4/s1600/8th-monthsery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469201364752215442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-aBqgcjLZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B1C3lWNZom4/s400/8th-monthsery.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Happy 8th monthsary to my dearest sweetheart. I'm so thankful that we have make to this far and yes, I can say that this is my longest relationship that I had. No matter how disappointed I have on you, no matter how hurt I have on you, no matter how mad I have on you, no matter how sad I have on you, no matter how irritated I have on you, you will eventually managed to bring those smiles back on me. Thanks so much for making this feelings and love so real, baby. I love you and this is the beginning of everything.&lt;/span&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/6252428284457446881-1334503673430321373?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1334503673430321373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1334503673430321373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1334503673430321373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1334503673430321373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/05/8th-monthsary.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-aBqgcjLZI/AAAAAAAAAK4/B1C3lWNZom4/s72-c/8th-monthsery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3538123354755353544</id><published>2010-05-07T00:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:05:22.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-L3pwlXXII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S6Q8kCHo_6I/s1600/pretend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468205194369522818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-L3pwlXXII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S6Q8kCHo_6I/s400/pretend.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "&gt;I don't know how much longer should I have to wait? I don't know how much longer should I have to endure? I don't know how much longer should I have to be patient? I don't know how much longer should I have to be hurt? I don't know how much longer should things between us be better and easier? I don't know how much longer should these things have to keep dragging on? You still don't understand what I want from you. You still don't understand what I need from you. And you still don't understand what I expect from you. At times, I realized that you can actually hurt me so bad. You don't even know how I feel all these while. I may seem to be so happy infront of people but they don't even know the truth that I'm actually hurting inside. The only way I can turned or confided to are none other than my baby girls. I would always hide my feelings from you by pretending as if everything is okay when the truth is that, it is not. Even if I tell you how I feel, would you even understand me? Would you even understand my situations and feelings? Frankly speaking, I'm not strong enough for all these and everything. It's really too hard for me to adapt with this kind of situations. I really want things and even you to change. I'm not asking for more. And things will be better if only you understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And to that particular someone:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;I don't like it when you're trying to comment about people. Can't you just keep your bloody mouth shut? It's like as if you're trying to intrude other people's life. You don't even pathetically know what is going on. Kau pergi jage matair kau tuh sebelom nak mengate pasal orang laen punye hal. Kau pikir matair kau tuh baek sangat? Sumpah prangai tak perlu eh? Paham lah siket perasaan orang laen. Nkmo asyek asal boleh hembos jek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3538123354755353544?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3538123354755353544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3538123354755353544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3538123354755353544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3538123354755353544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-not-strong-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S-L3pwlXXII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/S6Q8kCHo_6I/s72-c/pretend.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-8348216752430285386</id><published>2010-05-02T15:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:06:47.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S90pjhfVF5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/SHdWIpUGNW0/s1600/sis.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466571212959586194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S90pjhfVF5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/SHdWIpUGNW0/s320/sis.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Happy 24th birthday to my one and only dearest sister! You're already a year older now. Hehe! May all your wishes and dreams come true. Semoga dipanjangkan umur dan dimurahkan rezeki. Amin. Thanks for everything and you're the best sister I've ever had. Love you! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-8348216752430285386?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/8348216752430285386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=8348216752430285386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8348216752430285386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8348216752430285386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-birthday-dear-sis.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S90pjhfVF5I/AAAAAAAAAKI/SHdWIpUGNW0/s72-c/sis.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3302530909052576315</id><published>2010-04-30T22:42:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T13:25:51.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I must say that I've been mad with baby for the past few days. I even have the urge to ask and say many things to him and eventually, I did. Just that I've yet to ask or tell him fully. I'm waiting for the right time to meet him whereby I can let it all out to him as I think it's much easier and better to solve things out by meeting face to face. Agree? And there was a part when I've got pissed off with him just now in the evening and yes, I'm glad that everything is fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I don't know why you would always think that my love for you is faded each time when I asked you on that one particular question? You know that I love you so much and will always do. Despite all the ups and downs that we had, I'm trying hard to stay strong enough to hold on tight to this relationship and never ever will I let it go. And I really mean for everything that I've told you in the text messages just now. Trust me alright will you? I'm not trying to make you feel good for what I've said but I really mean all those from the bottom of my heart. I want to see us go far, sweetheart. More far, far, far than this. And baby, our 8th monthsary is coming! 9 more days to go and I really can't wait for that, baby! Jumpe you besok! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3302530909052576315?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3302530909052576315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3302530909052576315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3302530909052576315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3302530909052576315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-thank-god-for-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-584278260155956932</id><published>2010-04-25T17:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:15:26.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Aku tak mampu melangkah tanpamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-584278260155956932?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/584278260155956932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=584278260155956932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/584278260155956932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/584278260155956932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-only.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4768440269175468882</id><published>2010-04-22T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T23:14:20.639+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i miss you so freaking badly .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S9BE5CaxO0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/f8SXIWiAHD4/s1600/i+miss+you.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 281px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462942094692793154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S9BE5CaxO0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/f8SXIWiAHD4/s400/i+miss+you.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4768440269175468882?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4768440269175468882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4768440269175468882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4768440269175468882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4768440269175468882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/04/meant-for-you-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S9BE5CaxO0I/AAAAAAAAAKA/f8SXIWiAHD4/s72-c/i+miss+you.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-428292550073307653</id><published>2010-04-21T20:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:20:10.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Went for my appointment at NUH just now in the afternoon. Mum was on leave just to accompany me along as Shah bestie could not managed to follow me due to being released from school at 5pm. I didn't get the same doctor from the previous one and frankly speaking, I miss him a lot. He is the best doctor that I've got so far but still, this new doctor of mine is actually quite okay. Took blood test and went to ECG for the heart beat test too. It was kinda of my 1st time for going to ECG. The worst was during the part when I took for my blood test as the person kept on pressing my hand so hard just to make sure that the blood can stopped from flowing out after being injected. And I swear that it freaking hurts me a lot I tell you! I even complained to baby just now. How cute? Nyahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Baby: Da abes jumpe doc?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Me: Da nie pon baru abes amek blood test. Saket seh! Aiyoyo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Baby: Alalala, kesian baby i nie. Alek gi rest. Jangan lupe mam obat tau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Dier la tempat aku mengadu tadi. Nyahahahaha! Overall, everything is fine now. And I have to wait for their call which is prolly tomorrow, telling me all the results that I took. Thank God that the exemption letter has been fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;So yeah, I really need my rest now. Will be having J2ME and NWF lesson tomorrow. Mendak per? Boo! Whatever! Haha! Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-428292550073307653?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/428292550073307653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=428292550073307653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/428292550073307653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/428292550073307653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/04/appointment.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-1205771084182072560</id><published>2010-04-19T20:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:23:00.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='al-fatihah to achik spin .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S8xOKaQmiwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VpE-kpOqS9I/s1600/achik+spin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461826388848184066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S8xOKaQmiwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VpE-kpOqS9I/s400/achik+spin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I was been told by one of my guyfriend, Qid, on the night itself that Achik Spin died in a car accident. Which made me kinda of shocked upon knowing the news. It's kinda of unbelievable for me and sooner after that, I received a text message about him from Ilah baby. And the next day after which was yesterday, I went to research due to curiosity about the news of Allahyarham and every news of him were being published to the internet etc.. There were even some videos and pictures of the car being caught in flames. Semoga rohnya dicucuri Rahmat. Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-1205771084182072560?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/1205771084182072560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=1205771084182072560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1205771084182072560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/1205771084182072560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/04/al-fatihah-to-achik-spin.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S8xOKaQmiwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VpE-kpOqS9I/s72-c/achik+spin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-4169037970952017813</id><published>2010-04-17T19:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:26:30.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;As usual, I hate weekends and it's just so sucks! My sister actually wanted to bring me along to meet her bestie, Kak Nurul. And supposed to be going to Henderson Waves with girlfriends today but everything was cancelled at the very last minute. Shall go there next time alright darlings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Anyway, I'm currently missing bestie. I don't know why but I just miss her a lot. I really miss everything about us. We used to go out so often that we didn't actually even bothered to go home. We used to stay up till late in the morning just to have a chat over messenger. We used to do silly and stupid things together which only me and her know. Everything is not the same anymore eversince school reopen. We both are kinda of busy with our school schedules respectively. And bestie, if you ever read this post, I just want you to know how much I really miss you. Please meet soon alright? Looking forward for another meet-ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And I miss Ahmad Syerzan by the way. Miss hanging out with him. Miss talking on the phone with him. Miss the way how he pissed me off. Miss the way how he said "serious?". Miss the way how he said "tkde pasal?". I just miss everything about him. Wondering how is he doing right now? I just hope that he is doing fine wherever he is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And for sure, I miss baby truckloads too. Hate for having this kind of feelings because it is making me feeling so weak. Like what the fuck? Baby has been on MC since on tuesday and prolly will be back to work by next week. He told me that his foot is in pain, still. Pity him and I hope it will be getting better soon. And have to remind him to better be careful next time during work. Have a good rest at home and I miss you, sweetheart. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-4169037970952017813?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/4169037970952017813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=4169037970952017813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4169037970952017813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/4169037970952017813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/04/much-misses.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-3660567839861312520</id><published>2010-04-13T16:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:28:50.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;Currently I'm having lesson. Waiting for class to end and that's it for the day. Very nice of waiting huh? Guess no one is listening what Mr Niklaus is teaching right now. Haha! Supposed to have lessons every friday but it was been shifted forward to every thursday which I'm very much pleased with this timetable. No school for every friday. Wee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Anyway, baby told me this morning that he's not working today as he sees doctor at polyclinic and afterwhich, he told me that he was needed to go to hospital due to some reasons. I know that he tends not to tell me as he knows that I'll be worrying about him. Geram aku ngn si menjeng tuh. Nyahaha! So yeah, hoping that baby will be fine. Make sure you will have a good rest at home and take good care of yourself, sweetheart. Miss you badly. Muacks! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;Ilah baby knows what is happening to baby by the way since I've told her about it. And don't forget that plaster teacher okay darling? I jatoh hati ngn cekgu tuh, please? LOL-ing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6252428284457446881-3660567839861312520?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/3660567839861312520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=3660567839861312520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3660567839861312520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/3660567839861312520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/04/bler-naq-abes-lesson-niq.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-8085950152498034664</id><published>2010-04-09T13:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:30:40.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S77CecwLHZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cjuPYK23kJs/s1600/happy+monthsary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458013626789731730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S77CecwLHZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cjuPYK23kJs/s320/happy+monthsary.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;I was been waken up by my boyfriend's text message, wishing me early in the morning just now. Aku nga sedap tido tau! Ape tak?! Tido kul 4 pagi. Bagos la tuh aku. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;So yeah, happy 7th monthsary to my one and only sweetheart. Another month has just past and despite all the ups and downs that we had, we both are still strong enough to hold on tight onto this relationship. And thanks for everything alright? You're all I've ever wanted and I love you so much, baby boo. *cium pipi please*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; "  &gt;And thanks to those who had wished me alright? Much appreciated and I love you guys! =)&lt;/span&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/6252428284457446881-8085950152498034664?l=you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/feeds/8085950152498034664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6252428284457446881&amp;postID=8085950152498034664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8085950152498034664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6252428284457446881/posts/default/8085950152498034664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://you-are-the-best-baby.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-are-best.html' title=''/><author><name>confessions of broken heart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01004667249286601928</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMDftNzmVi0/TgrGssUH8jI/AAAAAAAAAnA/mELJI-D-sQw/s220/2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S77CecwLHZI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cjuPYK23kJs/s72-c/happy+monthsary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6252428284457446881.post-2301727613086487534</id><published>2010-04-08T13:51:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:34:20.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i would put &apos;U&apos; and &apos;I&apos; together and next to each other forever if i could rearrange the letters of the ABC&apos;s .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S716IntZ4jI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VPFdsdUmuCo/s1600/kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 161px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457652611959874098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_urDK-3upeDs/S716IntZ4jI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VPFdsdUmuCo/s200/kiss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;43 things a girl wishes a boyfriend knew:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. When you break her heart, the pain never really goes away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. When she misses you, she's hurting inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. When she says it's over, she still wants you to be hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. When she madly walks away from you, follow her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. When she stares at your mouth, kiss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. When she pushes or hits you, grab her tight and don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. When she starts cursing you, kiss her and tell that you love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. When she ignores you, give her your attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. When she pulls away, pull her back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. When you see her at her worst, tell her she's beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11. When you see her crying, just hold her and don't say a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12. When you see her walking, sneak up and hug her waist from behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13. When she's scared, protect her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. When she lays her head on your shoulder, tilt her up and kiss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. When she steals your favourite jacket, let her keep it and sleep with it for one night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. When she teases you, tease her back and make her laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. When she doesn't answer for a long time, reassure that everything is alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. When she looks at you in doubt, back yourself up with the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. When she says that she likes you, she really does than more you could understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20. When she grabs your hand, hold hers and play with her fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21. When she bumps into you, bump into her back and make her laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22. When she tells you a secret, keep it safe and sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23. When she looks into your eyes, don't look away until she does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24. Stay on the phone with her even if she doesn't say anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25. Don't let her have her last word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26. Don't call her hot but gorgeous or beautiful is so much better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27. Say you love her more than she could ever love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28. Argue that she is the best girl ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29. When she's mad, hug her tight and don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30. When she says she's okay, don't believe in it and talk to her about it because 10 years later she'll still remembers it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31. Call her at 12.00am on her special occasion to tell her you love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32. Call her before you sleep and after you wake up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;33. Treat her like she's all that matters to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;34. Don't ignore her when she's out with you and your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;35. Stay up with her all night when she's sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;36. Watch her favourite movies with her or her favourite show even if you think it's stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;37. Let her into your world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;38. Let her wears your clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;39. When she's bored and sad, hang out with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;40. Let her know she's important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;41. Kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;42. When she runs up at you crying, the first thing you say is "Who's ass am I kicking today baby?".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; "  &gt;43. 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