<?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-6300767144600482855</id><updated>2012-01-05T12:19:49.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alaiyah</title><subtitle type='html'>HIGH ON IMAGINATION</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-3410134670114036371</id><published>2011-04-24T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T22:24:21.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with me</title><content type='html'>Hard for me to say,cuz I happen to make it painful for him to see my smile. I'm not a child anymore,but why the heck am i hurting someone i love by making him jealous,maybe because when i'm jealous,i tend to be sarcastic and say words i don't mean.i know he said something he actually didn't mean. but i'm more jealous than i usually was.sometimes,maybe i should lock myself with walls full of mirrors until i realise i've just hurt myself and him again.I'm not that girl who would leave it out to dry off the tears alone no more.i'm here to catch them,i'm here to catch those tears,and catch that fall every step of the day.i will go through it physically,emotionally and mentally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-3410134670114036371?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/3410134670114036371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-wrong-with-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3410134670114036371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3410134670114036371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2011/04/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with me'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-2700494438736019436</id><published>2011-04-10T03:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T04:03:15.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had the feeling left</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/I-Dy0iqB7f8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this song,even though its short i'm sure i get the message pretty well.the thing is,Best friend,we're long away from that.it might agitate me more than it agitate you to see you.i dunno if it might hurt to see you again.i don't know if i might run away.if it hurts,then i deserve it well.i deserve that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-2700494438736019436?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-581260892579779645</id><published>2011-02-04T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T16:37:58.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey,i haven't updated myself for quite a while.funny,i have a feeling i should sip a glass of hot chocolate and remember back my past.February is kind-of not a good feel month for me.like,there's a lot that has happened in the past in this month.its a month of when i kept blaming myself.it was the month where i have been acting rather foolish,rather odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its 2011 "wake up!wake up,Li! the past is the past" i'm a bit grown up,so i think back what i just did.i hate my moods these days its too negative.thinking back to what made me smile.haha.that person.&lt;div 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el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-3648923470464549950</id><published>2010-09-04T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T01:51:23.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing</title><content type='html'>ok,f@#&amp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friggin hurts.to miss someone and cry.that friggin hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like sinking my teeth arah cd and crush it,bite reality so hard for making me like this.its like torture.but i'm friggin nocturnal.i'm not a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading romance books would do no good,it is love all the way to last page.didn't bother the time neither did i bother what i eat,i rather go hungry and run,i'd rather end up sleeping on my running trails and get exposed to the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather shout seeing a freaking lizard at my front lawn to feel thrilled than missing someone like you dot dunked in a well and there's no way out...&lt;br /&gt;its not suffocation..its just the more you miss 'em the more you felt guilty about yourself for not menaguring ea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz you love em so much,and two days is like a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you,ais&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-3648923470464549950?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/3648923470464549950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/09/okf-this-friggin-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3648923470464549950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3648923470464549950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/09/okf-this-friggin-hurts.html' title='missing'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-2664993622982878841</id><published>2010-08-29T06:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T06:45:23.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to my Beau!</title><content type='html'>hey love,hey love,&lt;br /&gt;please wake up,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are waiting to fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please love please love,&lt;br /&gt;i can't get you off my mind,&lt;br /&gt;so,please just open up your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't dare to wake you up,&lt;br /&gt;in a Sunday morning,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm watching over you,&lt;br /&gt;as you sleep,&lt;br /&gt;so i'm wondering if you're,&lt;br /&gt;dreaming about me&lt;br /&gt;cuz i could notstop myself,&lt;br /&gt;from thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;and smiling,&lt;br /&gt;i can't be discreet,&lt;br /&gt;i need you now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey love,hey love,&lt;br /&gt;please wake up,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are waiting to fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please love please love,&lt;br /&gt;i can't get you off my mind,&lt;br /&gt;so,please just open up your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you to say,&lt;br /&gt;that a lot of times,&lt;br /&gt;you make my heart beat,&lt;br /&gt;faster like i'm running,&lt;br /&gt;like an arrow,&lt;br /&gt;to the centre of my aim,&lt;br /&gt;hey,i love you,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy i have you,&lt;br /&gt;please don't break my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey love,hey love,&lt;br /&gt;please wake up,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are waiting to fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please love please love,&lt;br /&gt;i can't get you off my mind,&lt;br /&gt;so,please just open up your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey love,hey love,&lt;br /&gt;please wake up,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are waiting to fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please love please love,&lt;br /&gt;i can't get you off my mind,&lt;br /&gt;so,please just open up your eyes,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-2664993622982878841?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/2664993622982878841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-my-beau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/2664993622982878841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/2664993622982878841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-my-beau.html' title='to my Beau!'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-6965754964054227485</id><published>2010-07-15T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T02:56:57.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dust off the mites</title><content type='html'>today,i feel so good,i mean,i have never felt better,the pain that impaled on my heart every time i see that face is gone.i know the agony was like heart attack,i know it might come again in the future,but,best be feeling well now,then holding a heartache,no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i felt so good saying that there was someone to THE PERSON who wants to get with me.there is someone,and that someone is not available.i was actually trying to refer to GOD.hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-6965754964054227485?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/6965754964054227485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/07/dust-off-mites.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6965754964054227485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6965754964054227485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/07/dust-off-mites.html' title='dust off the mites'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-6881500727488159836</id><published>2010-05-31T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T05:39:42.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss everything about you.</title><content type='html'>colbie caillat - Never told you &amp; escape the fate - Harder than you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the song that i played most of the time.and it is suitable,to my current mood.well,most of the days.it makes me so.....so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just caught a picture of myself rh webcam earlier yesterday and i cant believe what i see.i look so youthful.with a healthy glow,not FAT,but healthy.like seeing the blue skies and smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'm just self conscious not self centered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to blayar.tho i would be further from someone i love,but,hey,travelling is a passion even he cannot stop.but my mind would stop to think about him saja..haha..those brown-black eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know,i shouldn't be doing this.i know this seems pathetic.i know i shouldnt be thinking about relationships,but it does not hurt to say that i'm in love and if i have that person,i'll give up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;falling in love makes me feel bubbly.and giggly,and random.haha,crazy me.i haven't express a thing and this happens.hahahaha......a person just cannot stop missing it even tho they promise not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am at rizQun.I hate THE Mall.so noisy,so packed with crowds,so,i dont know,i just dislike it.i'm ususally ONE with the crowd but then they get on my nerves.i think i miss Empire.hahaha.i know i said its "An Empire Of Boredom and I Hate It" but i enjoy it now,cuz i fell in loved with it.another factor why i hate the mall,is the aching feeling,maybe within the walls of the mall remains the memoirs of Malia.maybe the mall reminds me of what it used to be.i got over it so well,tapi masani,aku okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping is a must kalau d sini ani.i dunno why tapi aku suka shopping masa ani.for dresses,blouse,tights.but not the labih2 ones.i prefer to buy the ones yang cheap..sal,kalau harganya murah i can buy more than 7 pasang just to get the right amount of limit and shriek about it and talk about it with faiez.(sorry Far,in terms of these i prefer to speak with Faiez as a Fashion consultant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly,the nightmare on elm street was bulls***.i mean like awal2 crita atu lagi udah aku cam...i regret this.i happen to do the hand gesture for F/y for the suspense ending.but i like the part where the story gets nice....ONLY.and Far,sorry aku banyak jalan.cuz aku jalan dri tadi and my flipflops are killing me.and sorry aku ganya seorang yang paling bising rh Cinema ah.especially kalau horror mv,bising th ku tue.maybe next time for movies i should bring a pillow and a blanket...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-6881500727488159836?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/6881500727488159836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-everything-about-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6881500727488159836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6881500727488159836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-miss-everything-about-you.html' title='i miss everything about you.'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-691701492880063420</id><published>2010-02-18T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T11:50:13.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog..hey!!!</title><content type='html'>panat perhaps title ku atu.hahhaha.i don't care.so i made up 2 lyrics sudah,this time,i finished the chorus and till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one is MY BESTFRIEND,PLEASE SMILE.it is a dedication song for my BFFFs.especially Zizi,because i remembered what i have been through in the past,and i look up to you if there is something i want to say.based on my self experience lah.i can sing it to you guys but i'm trying to find its right beat and edges.might take a month or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the socond one is SCRAPED HORIZONS,don't expect me to hafal it right now,because i just made it this morning before i went to sleep in 2.30Am.it explains mainly about my feeling at that moment.kinda hard for me to sleep crying to the lyrics.but i will show you guys ASAP.i promise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-691701492880063420?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/691701492880063420/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-8761861294876000535</id><published>2010-01-27T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T07:42:49.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello kota kinabalu?</title><content type='html'>just gave myself a good stretch and i'm so ready to tell you about my arrival.kami sampai kk around 8peeamm then tunggu in another one hour di dalam airport nya.it's bigger pulang dari brunei's airport,but the good part is i feel like HOME in Brunei,EXTENDED.i feel like lying down rh the middle of the road and say whoa,i fall in love with Sabah already.instead i smile to everyone like the usual me.i even get to wave and say hello to a small boy,tabam,cute,handful,very loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i tell you about my flight?oh god,i feel like one of those LITTLE EINSTEINS in PHDC.as soom as we departed,dari the brunei land masa the aeroplane is slanting (you know,head on 2 o'clock and tail on 8 o'clock),i was saying "AAAAAAAAAAAAA&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;BLAAAASTT OOOFFFFFFFFFFF!" then my mom tgur bawa bebaca.i have to let out that feeling of mine.i know it wants so bad to get out of my chest and make some noise.OH YEAH!but aku baca lah selawat,mudahan saja sampai d sana dengan selamat.haha.but still.no one can stop me from myself,no one.i tell you now,not even the cute bell boy who is carrying our bag to our room can't stop me from being a highly wandering kiddo .and when we slant the head-to-ten-tail-to-four almost sampai to the airport,it was fun,i said "LAAAAANNNNDDDIIINNNG TIIIMMEEE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds too much raite?haha...but who cares,d blakang ku nada org.and i was complaining to my mom that i prefered RBA than this AirAsia.for crying out loud,you guys sell products in an aeroplane and charge for providing service.gee,i guess i complained too much about you,eh?haha,well,maybe because its my first time with air asia.i've been flying with the RBA,there's this reciting doa,there's meal provided,enough free space from 1 row with the back row so that,your butt  will not reach someone's facewhen you're crossing those three column seats.they also have those stereos.everyone is much pampered with their own seat and bantal that is provided and sometimes,with their own blankey,they don't have to pay for that sort of service too.and there's even space for us to pray.*thanks sultan,ILOVEYOU.YOURE THE BEST.I PROMISE TO GIVE ALL MY HEART AND SOUL TO SERVE FOR THE COUNTRY*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gee,hmm..we got a bit of problem with masa sampai rh hotel...to the receptionist.we were greeted by this man with tux.qel said,ea pakai too much gel,still,uh,eww.i prefer the bell boy.he was like a supa savior of the day.i've came here along with other three.i and my aunt are not alergic to smoking gas or irritants..but our other 2 companions have alergic reactions,which means that,they have asthma,and god,you only know how worried i was when my mom was coughin' the room is not healthy.even if ada spray,it wouldn't help but create a bad unpleasant enviroment to both of them.so,mau nda mau,tepaksa tukar bilik to superior.haha.dayemm,hahaha,so we're sleeping in some what romantic room for two! gawsh.let's see if i can give you a picture of how things are &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/S197zl_Bj8I/AAAAAAAAACc/82ZjXBy2vv8/s1600-h/Picture%2520004%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/S197zl_Bj8I/AAAAAAAAACc/82ZjXBy2vv8/s320/Picture%2520004%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431195801932107714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-5966953809204757516</id><published>2010-01-24T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T04:19:16.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can Write Lyrics Again</title><content type='html'>YES!this is the happiest moment of my life.a few months a go i lost it,lost it very well to.i pay the price.i lost my mind by not having anything at all to write because something was limiting me.i feel like roaring up high the mountains!i feel like diving into the deep sea from the tallest point where i could jump.I FEEL INCREDIBLE.i feel like going into a big puddle of dreams that i can achieve.each and every one of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe next time.i can touch the sky.i have to work with all i can first to reach it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-1916985133764744395</id><published>2010-01-24T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T03:45:05.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the law of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://simplepleasuresbooksandgifts.com/images/Law%20Of%20Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://simplepleasuresbooksandgifts.com/images/Law%20Of%20Love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first Nora Roberts novel i have,i'm not familiar with it at all,it was given to me as a birthday present from my cuzzie,it was a great bunch.*i like it so much even tho you picked it out of the shelf randomly.still,thanks for picking this book,Q,its captivating*when i first saw he cover ,i scrutinize the pinky book.i have no eyes for pink,but i have eyes on a wonderful story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these sort of novels can be either suspense or romance.but luckily,it's romance,i LOVE romance.there's two stories compiled inthe law of love.one is lawless ,another is the law is a lady.let me narrow i down.they made the right choice by making her one of the bestselling authors around earth.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawless - Nora Roberts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;original book description:&lt;br /&gt;Half Apache and all man, Jake Redman was more than a match for the wild Arizona Territory. Sarah Conway, on the other hand, was an Eastern lady who belonged anywhere else but on the rugged land Jake loved. But beneath Sarah's ladylike demeanor beat the heart of a true pioneer, a woman he yearned to make his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Report:&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Conway,is one tough women with an eastern civilised demeanor.while Jake Redman is well,quite the opposite.Sarah learn the rough ways of how things were handled in the west,where,her father,lived through almost their lives apart from each other,with the help of a wild man like Jake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Law Is A Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;original book description:&lt;br /&gt;Once Phillip Kincaid fixed his mind on something, he set about getting it. And as soon as he'd stopped in Friendly, New Mexico, he knew the town was the perfect locale for his film. And no-nonsense Sheriff Victoria Ashton looked pretty good to him, too! But Tory was giving Phillip a run for his money - making him all the more determined to show her that even a lady of the law can surrender willingly.to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Report:&lt;br /&gt;wow,i really love this one,i like to think myself as Sheriff Victoria Ashton's character,or maybe someday i could be like her.i tell you now,i think in this book,she's one heck of a great lover.as a lady who abide with the laws,i have to say,this story drives me wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,guys if you're interested to read it somehow,i can lend it to you,you can either send a msg to my inbox.*coverage only available in brunei muara district,because transport is a problem.*you can either,ask a friend that we might know,to pass it along or you can just text me on my wall on fb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/profile.php?ref=profile&amp;id=691270279&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-7928844703790380418</id><published>2010-01-20T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T02:56:19.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this ain't a game&lt;br /&gt;you will believe&lt;br /&gt;i've done it once&lt;br /&gt;i am never doing all of it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sitting down&lt;br /&gt;i'm typing slow&lt;br /&gt;thinking of words&lt;br /&gt;but i don't even know what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not(never)&lt;br /&gt;in love with you&lt;br /&gt;neither will i be&lt;br /&gt;when the time comes straight ahead for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm moving fast&lt;br /&gt;i'm slowing down&lt;br /&gt;full of regret here&lt;br /&gt;never wanted anything like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no!not love!&lt;br /&gt;no,not anymore!&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick&lt;br /&gt;of what it brings back to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-7928844703790380418?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/7928844703790380418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-aint-game-you-will-believe-ive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/7928844703790380418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/7928844703790380418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-8583948484747123931</id><published>2010-01-17T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T04:02:56.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that was...i dunno how to say.it was cliche`?</title><content type='html'>i swear,i feel like i've done very stupid things in life.and i dunno if deserve anything.i ran away from love.i despise it,i hate it.i don't want to repeat the same mistakes i've done.i never want it again.i'm disgusted by it.and i can't believe myself that i'm waiting for someone,and i can't believe that i'm willing to do that,deep down i know i don't deserve that.i feel like am Queen without it,i feel better, i feel stronger ,i feel like a free soul.i feel fire lit up the skies towards me,when that mistakes comes.never again.never again that mistake.it may eat me alive but i will never do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i regret to the bottom of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunei,&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much.i really feel like a phobia person without your enviroment.without the chicken poop smeel and the daun pandan smell,and the aligator that breeds around my house,the naughty cat that gets on my nerve.oh,nvm that,you get it,that i was in love with you.but brunei,i'm sorry,i shamed you,i feel like i am waiting anytime now to be exiled.i was always known as a patriotic person,and i dont' want to be someone who is not my .to erase this idntknowwhoyouareanymore identity,but it's just not worth it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know,i seem sad.&lt;br /&gt;from a composer to this.&lt;br /&gt;lets just say i'm loosing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;and i'll try to do more lyrics.and finish it in time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-8211061260542620147</id><published>2010-01-16T04:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T04:36:07.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christian Bautista - Invincible (Official Music Video) HQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/mPl_q5D5kpI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/mPl_q5D5kpI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;song of my life,now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-8211061260542620147?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/8211061260542620147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/christian-bautista-invincible-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/8211061260542620147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/8211061260542620147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/christian-bautista-invincible-official.html' title='Christian Bautista - Invincible (Official Music Video) 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value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0HiNfC81Ms&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0HiNfC81Ms&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GOOBrUODFJo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GOOBrUODFJo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br 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href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/mista-cbi-love-your-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/4722118709461271367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/4722118709461271367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/mista-cbi-love-your-song.html' title='mista cb,i love your song'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-3867235635374490042</id><published>2010-01-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:38:15.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 in the morning-sebelas januari 2010</title><content type='html'>Jelas,masih ada sisa-sisanya. Namun,rutin tidurku terganggu.Apakah ianya kerana statusku?Atau,aku tidak dapat tidur kerana menghitung hari untuk bertemu dengan pemilik senyuman yang manis sekali yang pernah aku jumpa di seluruh dunia lagi.Seandainya tadi,walaupun sekejap mata sahaja,dia juga turut melihat aku benar-benar,dan degupan hatinya membalas degupan hatiku.ataupun,dia menoleh kembali untuk menetap wajahku lagi.bahagianya dunia.sungguh,menawan sekali senyuman yang di ukir pada bibir merah semula jadi  jejaka itu,dapat ku gambarkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih bermain di fikiranku,seorang lelaki yang tinggi berpakaian cara melayu berwarna  oren memakai songkok hitam  segak dan tampan yang padan dengan kulitnya yang berwarna putih yang kelihatan amat halus.begitulah kali pertama aku melihatnya dan berdepan dengannya dengan senyuman ikhlas itu,dirinya sangat menggoda di waktu malam dan aku Cuma sempat bersalaman sahaja dengannya.sentuhan yang kecil itu adalah yang sangat bererti bagiku.Aku mencari peluang yang terbaik untuk bertanyakan siapakah dirinya pada malam itu tetapi sayangnya,ia  tidak kesampaian.tadi,pada 10 Januari 2010,aku menemuinya kembali setelah hampir beberapa bulan ku melihatnya,dengan pakaian cara melayu yang sama,masih seperti yang ku bayangkan,seperti dia mencuri nafas ku buat seketika,walaupun dari sudut jauh.aku tidak menyangka,dia akan berada di sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andainya aku tahu namamu dan memiliki potret  mu,itu pun sudah cukup bagi ku sesudah kau memaut hatiku dengan keperibadian mu,wahai jejaka yang ku minati.Ah...sesungguhnya kau memiliki perasaan yang sama.namun,aku tahu,amat mustahil kau dapat membalasnya.terlalu banyak persoalan yang muncul di dalam minda ku,jiwaku,hatiku.apa aku mampu menyembunyikan semua ini dengan topeng kulit ku?Insya-Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. happy monthsary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-3867235635374490042?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/3867235635374490042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-in-morning-sebelas-januari-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3867235635374490042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3867235635374490042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/3-in-morning-sebelas-januari-2010.html' title='3 in the morning-sebelas januari 2010'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-3222024213863456111</id><published>2010-01-12T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T15:55:26.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perempuan Suci</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.khatulistiwa.net/images/product/f2146547d205e504fc050618c8b73d8e.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 474px;" src="http://www.khatulistiwa.net/images/product/f2146547d205e504fc050618c8b73d8e.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,here's the cover of the book.trust me.the english translation was much better,because the way the translation goes was like,the modern side of classic malay.here's the sipnosis(paragraf baru).to readers,if you want to borrow the book please msg me on facebook NURUL ALIAH or just leave a comment on this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zarri Bano, seorang perempuan Muslim nan jelita, berkali-kali menolak lamaran laki-laki sampai akhirnya ia bertemu Sikander, yang memikat hatinya pada pandangan pertama. Namun, ketika Jafar, adik lelaki Zarri Bano, penerus martabat ayah mereka satu-satunya, tewas dalam kecelakaan, sang ayah memaksa Zarri Bano menjadi Perempuan Suci. Ini berarti ia tidak boleh menikah, karena satu-satunya yang boleh ia nikahi adalah Al-Quran. Api asmaranya bersama Sikander pun dipaksa padam, justru pada saat mereka benar-benar ingin mereguk cinta. Yang lebih menyakitkan, dalam puncak kekecewaannya, Sikander malah mengawini Ruby, adik Zarri Bano. Demikianlah, selama bertahun-tahun, kesedihan, amarah, dan perang batin Zarri Bano tersembunyi rapi di balik burqa hitam yang membungkus tubuhnya, dan membatasinya dengan dunia luar. Terjadi di negeri Pakistan yang eksotis, novel yang banyak mendapat pujian ini memaparkan secara melodramatis peliknya realitas seorang perempuan yang hidup di tengah kungkungan tradisi yang dibangun oleh lak-laki.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-3222024213863456111?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/3222024213863456111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/perempuan-suci.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3222024213863456111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3222024213863456111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/perempuan-suci.html' title='Perempuan Suci'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-6277618897651209164</id><published>2010-01-09T10:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T10:51:50.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tango time!</title><content type='html'>i love tango,it makes me feel sexy.very sexy.so enjoy tango.haha.it's feeling passion ans sexy time for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7_rnucyZg8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R7_rnucyZg8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very soft,lets see if we can edge this.catch this next one,its more deep and sexy.oh yes i'm into this.i love the dance.and it has a soul(in my dictionary it means real,alive,tense,dramatic,heartthrobbing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pHO5KWIMZUo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pHO5KWIMZUo&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot put aside the twins's their valentine's dance song.aww.....romantic lagu ani eh...i feel like grabbing a guy to dance with me.well,yeah,maybe just onbe guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IjzAYqbJGeM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IjzAYqbJGeM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-6277618897651209164?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/6277618897651209164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/tango-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6277618897651209164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6277618897651209164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/tango-time.html' title='tango time!'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-3244098988524079875</id><published>2010-01-09T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:46:17.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's you</title><content type='html'>i love this song.i really felt this song.loopy,if you're out there,if you see this.i dedicate this song for you.watch it okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bF3BIcoMAd8&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3244098988524079875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/crawl-chris-brown.html' title='it&apos;s you'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-5322159220761380983</id><published>2010-01-07T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:49:18.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance-a-lot-adore</title><content type='html'>gotta hit that dance-a-lot-adore,&lt;br /&gt;see what he got poppin on the hood,&lt;br /&gt;been dreaming of the dance-alot-adore&lt;br /&gt;cant  keep this all to myself,&lt;br /&gt;i dreamed of dancing on with him,&lt;br /&gt;doing a nasty move on the floor,&lt;br /&gt;yeah ,dance-a-lot-adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dance-a-lot-adore,&lt;br /&gt;remember when you hold my hands,&lt;br /&gt;leap me high above the air,&lt;br /&gt;underneath the light focused to us,&lt;br /&gt;mr.dance-a-lot-adore,&lt;br /&gt;i may have not know  of your name,&lt;br /&gt;still i wish that you were real,&lt;br /&gt;cuz you,owe me our dance,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-5322159220761380983?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/5322159220761380983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2010/01/dance-lot-adore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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ku wah laki-laki ani.cam nada di tanyanya kn kawin aku.kn aga kemari tia,apa tia.aku nda mau wah eh!PAHAM KO KAH?!tarus tarus lagi tu make a statement,aku mau kawin sama "prince of brunei" pasal he got EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude!ko pikir just because ea ada everything(yg kau cakap ah) aku maukan ea kh?do you think aku mau sangat kah kawin sama anak sultan?!i'm not that kind of girl who go frantic about my sultanate's son.i only respect them,not LIKE them.cuz,i know my world just go around fine without any prince or any guy trying to get with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,please.i don't need that when i got 2 years to study for my A level soon.I am so not talking to you if you annoy me more.back off!i'm never ever talking to you after that.what is wrong with living my life without you guys flirting around?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-6530088410792045207</id><published>2009-11-26T05:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T05:17:34.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate you - 2pm</title><content type='html'>goes to the person i hate.i hate you i hate you."niga miwuh jookgetda!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! aku taruh ni as profile song ku.i hate you.to pieces,to death,to bila-bila even though sakit ati ku,kau kan peduli,dui~ luan sibuk with other things!hh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niga miwuh jookgetda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanbun duh neh mameul arajwuh&lt;br /&gt;Nul wihan noonmooreul badajwuh&lt;br /&gt;Sarangeun barajido anatdun&lt;br /&gt;Ggeutnan yehgi da jinan yehgi yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niga miwuh jookgetda (irun niga duh)&lt;br /&gt;Nehga shiruh jookgetda (irun nehga duh)&lt;br /&gt;Hanbunman duh naleul dun hanbun duh balabwa&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niga mibda joogeul mankeum niga mibda&lt;br /&gt;Shilta michidolok nehga shilta nul...&lt;br /&gt;Irun nehga nan nan shilda&lt;br /&gt;Mibda joogeul mankeum niga mibda&lt;br /&gt;Shilta michidolok nehga shilta nul...&lt;br /&gt;Irun nehga nan nan shilta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorasun ni mameul mumchwuhjwuh&lt;br /&gt;Nul boneun noonbicheul badajwuh&lt;br /&gt;Sarangeun barajido anatdun&lt;br /&gt;Ggeutnan yehgi da jinan yehgi, yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niga miwuh jookgetda (irun niga duh)&lt;br /&gt;Nehga shilluh jookgetda (irun nehga duh)&lt;br /&gt;Hanbunman duh naleul dun hanbun duh barabwa&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niga mibda joogeul mankeum niga mibda&lt;br /&gt;Shilta michidolok nehga shilta nul...&lt;br /&gt;Irun nehga nan nan shilda&lt;br /&gt;Mibda joogeul mankeum niga mibda&lt;br /&gt;Shilta michidolok nehga shilta nul...&lt;br /&gt;Irun nehga nan nan shilta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby come back to my world&lt;br /&gt;Come back and be my girl&lt;br /&gt;Geuluhchi aneumyun naneun nul jookdolok miwuhhal gul ara&lt;br /&gt;Nul saranghetdun maeumi mi oomeulo modoo da baggwigi juneh&lt;br /&gt;Dolawa uhsuh negeh jalmot hetdago uhsuh yehgiheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanbun duh nareul balabwa noon machoogo&lt;br /&gt;Hanbun duh nareul anabwa ib machoogo&lt;br /&gt;Hanbun duh hanbun duh naleul barabwa&lt;br /&gt;Na na nal barabwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niga mibda joogeul mankeum niga mibda&lt;br /&gt;Shilda michidolok nehga shilda nul...&lt;br /&gt;Ilun nehga nan nan shilda&lt;br /&gt;Mibda mibda shilta shilta&lt;br /&gt;Michidolok nul... ilun nehga nan nan shilta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JH] acknowledge my heart once more&lt;br /&gt;Accept these tears that are for you&lt;br /&gt;Not even expecting love, &lt;br /&gt;The ended story, the past story, yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CS] I hate you to death (even more you, who are like this)&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself to death (even more me, who is like this)&lt;br /&gt;[NK] just one more time, one more time, look at me&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JS] I hate you so much I could die, I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself so much I could go crazy, I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;I I hate myself for being like this&lt;br /&gt;[JB] I hate you so much I could die, I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself so much I could go crazy, I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;I I hate myself for being like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[WY] stop your heart that's turned away&lt;br /&gt;Accept this gaze that is looking at you&lt;br /&gt;Not even expecting love, &lt;br /&gt;The ended story, the past story, yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CS] I hate you to death (even more you, who are like this)&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself to death (even more me, who is like this)&lt;br /&gt;[NK] just one more time, one more time, look at me&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm crying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JS] I hate you so much I could die, I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself so much I could go crazy, I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;I I hate myself for being like this&lt;br /&gt;[JB] I hate you so much I could die, I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself so much I could go crazy, I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;I I hate myself for being like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[TC] baby, come back to my world&lt;br /&gt;Come back and be my girl&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, know that I'll hate you to death&lt;br /&gt;Before this heart that has loved you turns into hate&lt;br /&gt;Come back, quickly. that you're sorry, please, tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[NK] look at me once more, locking our gazes&lt;br /&gt;Hold me once more, locking our lips&lt;br /&gt;Once more, once more, look at me&lt;br /&gt;Look at me, me, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[JS] I hate you so much I could die, I hate you&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself so much I could go crazy, I hate myself&lt;br /&gt;I I hate myself for being like this&lt;br /&gt;[JB] hate you, hate you, hate you, hate you&lt;br /&gt;Enough to go crazy, I hate myself for being like this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-6530088410792045207?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/6530088410792045207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hate-you-2pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6530088410792045207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6530088410792045207'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;dapat LUV,&lt;br /&gt;dpt msges,&lt;br /&gt;dapat chat with cousins,&lt;br /&gt;dapat poke auntie,&lt;br /&gt;dapat get SEKSI *hahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-1936793800553758694?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/1936793800553758694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/11/wish-i-can-tell-you-something-but-i-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/1936793800553758694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/1936793800553758694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;reel it back,&lt;br /&gt;i am up hoping best to unwind,&lt;br /&gt;he better be so good to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reel it back,&lt;br /&gt;shawty told me to come and get it,&lt;br /&gt;so i bring around the heat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-6336581706529186290?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/6336581706529186290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/11/reel-it-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6336581706529186290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6336581706529186290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/11/reel-it-back.html' title='reel it back'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-721161518935012090</id><published>2009-11-20T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T03:45:25.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jay sean- stolen....my favie</title><content type='html'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQGzBlYFWog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churaliya he (Stolen) [x10]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were my eyes when i couldn't see,&lt;br /&gt;you were my air when i couldn't breathe,&lt;br /&gt;but you always knew what you meant to me,&lt;br /&gt;(yeaah.ah,ah)&lt;br /&gt;You were my strength when i was down,&lt;br /&gt;and you made me humble when i wouldn't bow,&lt;br /&gt;I held on to your promise that you'd be around,&lt;br /&gt;(ah,ah...ah,ah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when i was alright,&lt;br /&gt;tell me, did you knew I was alright,&lt;br /&gt;you, left me thinking I'd be alright,&lt;br /&gt;wont you come back to me,&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh..&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy but i'm falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how your leaving me scarred,&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy girl wherever you are,&lt;br /&gt;you stole, my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy but I'm going insane,&lt;br /&gt;feeling lost confused and ashamed,&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy, hope your feeling my pain,&lt;br /&gt;you stole, my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;Just like a moment....&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;you never owned it,&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;you took away my heart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling lost in my own world,&lt;br /&gt;neglecting your needs only once girl,&lt;br /&gt;If only we could try again once more,&lt;br /&gt;ohhh..(Ohh..)&lt;br /&gt;Now It's the same sad story that we all know,&lt;br /&gt;how lovers make mistakes watch it all blow,&lt;br /&gt;now i don't wanna be the one to let it all go.... nooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;Just like a moment....&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;you never owned it,&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;you took away my heart,&lt;br /&gt;(ah,ah...ah,ah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man can live without blood running through his veins,&lt;br /&gt;(through his veins)&lt;br /&gt;and it's hard to remember the summer now here is rain&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much longer that i can wait&lt;br /&gt;It's a thin line... between love and hate,&lt;br /&gt;Oh-whoa-whoaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy but i'm falling apart,&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy how your leaving me scarred,&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy girl wherever you are,&lt;br /&gt;you stole, my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy but I'm going insane,&lt;br /&gt;feeling lost confused and ashamed,&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy, hope your feeling my pain,&lt;br /&gt;you stole, my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;Just like a moment....&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;you never owned it,&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;you took away my heart,&lt;br /&gt;(ah,ah...ah,ah..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;Just like a moment....&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;you never owned it,&lt;br /&gt;(Stolen)&lt;br /&gt;you took away my heart,&lt;br /&gt;(ah,ah...ah,ah..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-721161518935012090?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-5974523330861422814</id><published>2009-11-14T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T10:01:23.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temper management</title><content type='html'>aku tau there are times aku marah nda tantu pasal.if it happens to show.well,i absolutly have no perfect control of it.i wish there is something or someway i can just get out of brunei and get it over with.THIS IS NOT ABOUT FAMILY PROBLEM PEOPLE OR MY CURRENT RELATIONSHIP,BUT MORE LIKELY OF SOMEONE JUST HIT THE SPOT.*hiss*the person is so blind (don't mean to say that the person is buta banar-banar)i just feel irritated wish there's a better way to wish that,that person never existed in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow that wish can't come true.hurts here,hurts there.sheesh.why am i complaining anyway?wish there's a better way to put it.d**n! buat lirik ku dulu eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no rights in this world,to say such words,&lt;br /&gt;to say that i really love you,&lt;br /&gt;no obligations other than,watching your back,&lt;br /&gt;that's what i always try to do,&lt;br /&gt;in this world,i hope that the ONE forbids,&lt;br /&gt;me~ from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rememberin' your name&lt;br /&gt;rememberin' your face &lt;br /&gt;rememberin' about those silly mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;remember bout your heart,&lt;br /&gt;those girls you fell in love,&lt;br /&gt;remember how you caught my heart away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets think that i believe,&lt;br /&gt;that you guys were close friends,&lt;br /&gt;then why did you say &lt;br /&gt;you love your wife,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may god give you the strength,&lt;br /&gt;may god give you forgiveness,&lt;br /&gt;i know that these two&lt;br /&gt;are what i can't give you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my sanity,&lt;br /&gt;my own self control,&lt;br /&gt;i knew that she is with you right now,&lt;br /&gt;to stay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-5974523330861422814?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/5974523330861422814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/11/temper-management.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/5974523330861422814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/5974523330861422814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/11/temper-management.html' title='temper management'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-5714255262502938469</id><published>2009-11-14T06:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T07:02:36.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you</title><content type='html'>it's hard "here" when you miss someone.payah jua eh.so i've just made this story while i was not on9,it's about two best-friends,Darren and Sam(short fro Samira),Darren confessed to Sam he was has A Half-Witch Ancestry ever since their childhood days,while Sam kept her identity as a vampire secret,and waited for the right moment to tell her bestfriend.then there's a twist,adayadayay.when i finished the whole sorty i'll name it Daffodil book 1,vol 1,preety nasteh badass productions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-5714255262502938469?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/5714255262502938469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/5714255262502938469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/5714255262502938469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-4122084720857922165</id><published>2009-11-06T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:38:22.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need to go to the ocean and feel the cold water all around me</title><content type='html'>i need to stay in the water for atleast 10 secs.&lt;br /&gt;my whole body is painful.&lt;br /&gt;my study's distrupted.&lt;br /&gt;cannot concentrate well.&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-7060756020312822947</id><published>2009-10-26T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:39:12.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shhh.....oh not again this ain't suppose to happen to me.LOL!</title><content type='html'>i hate love.you get it? sigh,i just keep wishing to myself,to not fall in love or to have a feeling .so this is what you call as sakit sendiri.you never asked for it but it happened in front of your eyes,as if,you're decieving yourself.nobody can compare,to the beautiful chocolate eyes,with beautiful eyelashes,with thin pink lips,with mr potato's nose,with not curly but tangled black hair,with a very funny smile,with natural blushers,with a black warm jacket,with a warm hug,with a warm heart,with a Pcd-when i grow up ringtone when we met the second time.who just know how to almost made me slipped,who i adore top to bottom,who made me pissed,who made me just come back for more,who is always around,who knows me so deep,who PMS-s at times and attack,but like i care of the attack,it just steams me up,but i'm trying my best to understand the person.who is with me through almost all chapters of my life this year.who's name is like a billboard number 1 music in me.who's voice,ah~,that's what i miss,really miss no matter in a fight or in a normal conversation,it's the voice,that is magical,melodious.oh god,don't let me start with the laughter,it brings joyful tears in the heart.yeah,if the person is danger i am trouble.yes,i'm always troubled,nobody can make me rehabilitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some people who can guess already who that one person is.i know they will compare the person with my description,then they would say "ea kn?" it's my description,i adore of this person,admired this person,have myself captivated in fascination of this person.have my ever so violent heart beaten like crazy to have met this person.like its like,hate its hate,love its love. i'm not obsessed with the person.but trust me when i say,i'm a bit lifeless without that person in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-7060756020312822947?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/7060756020312822947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/10/shhhoh-not-again-this-aint-suppose-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'>malia</title><content type='html'>malia ku,&lt;br /&gt;kau lah keindahan,&lt;br /&gt;di pandangan mata,&lt;br /&gt;diriku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau berikan,&lt;br /&gt;ketenangan daku,&lt;br /&gt;kebanggaan hati,&lt;br /&gt;yang dipertahani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semakin jauh,&lt;br /&gt;masa akan jalan,&lt;br /&gt;kau tetap dengan ku,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;pemecah kesunyian,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tak perlu kita,&lt;br /&gt;bersama waktu kini,&lt;br /&gt;pun aku kan &lt;br /&gt;sentia.sa mnjaga mu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku minta,&lt;br /&gt;kau simpan&lt;br /&gt;kasih mu,&lt;br /&gt;murni mu&lt;br /&gt;cinta mu ,&lt;br /&gt;didalam,&lt;br /&gt;hati mu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agarkan,&lt;br /&gt;ianya,&lt;br /&gt;abadi,&lt;br /&gt;pada mu,&lt;br /&gt;tentang ki,&lt;br /&gt;sah kita,&lt;br /&gt;dahulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secantik namamu,&lt;br /&gt;malia ku sayang,&lt;br /&gt;jangan menitisi &lt;br /&gt;air mata,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di malam! dan pagi mu,&lt;br /&gt;di situ lah ku,&lt;br /&gt;akan  berada,&lt;br /&gt;bersama kamu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnya ..&lt;br /&gt;seind.ah~ dirimu..&lt;br /&gt;cinta mu slamanya,&lt;br /&gt;pada.ku~&lt;br /&gt;malia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;description:this song goes to the person who does not exist but combines as one in two people.it representrs something beautiful.its very meaningful and i have been requested to make this lyric.i would really appreciate it if you take your time understanding the whole thing and be sure to give comments if you have any questions about the lyric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-7240696028249047397?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/7240696028249047397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/10/malia_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/7240696028249047397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/7240696028249047397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/10/malia_24.html' title='malia'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-4068528979091687199</id><published>2009-10-25T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:12:04.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i should be happy,but why does it hurt inside.</title><content type='html'>it really hurts inside.i just dunno.i'm happy but i feel like another scar just got marked inside my heart.i speak nothing of it.can tell no one who or what is the cause for it.sigh.hate this situation as how i have in the past.i suffer alone.that is my rule and that is my promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-4068528979091687199?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-1690433514058594076</id><published>2009-10-24T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:02:45.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last time i had a fight.</title><content type='html'>it was really nasty.i cannot recall how many times i cry myself to the night.the pain was obviously,minor.the one in the heart hurts most.too bad,i keep coming back for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-1690433514058594076?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/1690433514058594076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-time-i-had-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/1690433514058594076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/1690433514058594076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-time-i-had-fight.html' title='the last time i had a fight.'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-1900601423636122626</id><published>2009-10-24T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T10:17:50.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>men,they don't know how attractive they are even when they they don't intend to be</title><content type='html'>haha.saja wah, if i were to create a discussion on it.well, i have to agree.especially the photogenic ones,they are strikingly good.you can see it from their eyes,and complexion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,about my topic.it's true,sometimes if i happen to see a real catch,i stare so long to that person and look away.but they won't captivate my heart that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something is wrong with me today.i get the feeling that something is.i dunno what the heck it is,but it is some real thing.&lt;div 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don&apos;t intend to be'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-3374199601544833562</id><published>2009-10-22T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T17:26:33.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diperdayai</title><content type='html'>berjaga,jaga-lah kau ketika,&lt;br /&gt;membuat,suatu pilihan,&lt;br /&gt;kerana ku pernah,&lt;br /&gt;berada dalam,&lt;br /&gt;situasi begitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fikiran,ku berserabut,&lt;br /&gt;dalam-dilema,untuk memilih ,&lt;br /&gt;mana mugkin dapat,&lt;br /&gt;aku bezakan,&lt;br /&gt;kasih sayang diriku,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingin,saja ku lewati,&lt;br /&gt;tetapi,harus ku fahami,&lt;br /&gt;ini bukanlah,&lt;br /&gt;masalah terbesar,&lt;br /&gt;yang pernah ku hadapi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tidak,menjawab soalan mu,&lt;br /&gt;tak bermakna,aku yg bisu,&lt;br /&gt;tidak dapat menjawab soalan,&lt;br /&gt;yang kau anggap,&lt;br /&gt;begitu mudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau selama,&lt;br /&gt;ini kamu,&lt;br /&gt;percaya akan diriku,&lt;br /&gt;kenapa harus sekarang aku,&lt;br /&gt;kau bilang begitu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku terasa,&lt;br /&gt;diperdayai,&lt;br /&gt;dipermainkan,&lt;br /&gt;dengan kwan ,&lt;br /&gt;yang ku percayai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...just maade it up wal ani....the rest of it is still in my mind...ok ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-3374199601544833562?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-3785814645239079381</id><published>2009-10-22T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:57:33.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my brothers</title><content type='html'>yes,not my blood brothers,but my brothers,my best men.i miss them,tho this morning i met Naz,tapi kan,it just doesn't seem complete,without zizi,ikki and saf.the ones yang ada tadi is adiib,muffle(jid),and naz.i know i'm the only girl in that clique,but who cares?they're nice,very creative,clever,don't mind swearing d dpn ku,funny,good actors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder whre those three have been,ah?&lt;br /&gt;tho,zz's close to my house but,he's busy packing.&lt;br /&gt;ikki,he's also busy,ntah bhapa kh ia,to he looks like a smarty pants student when he tuck in his shirt masa english..&lt;br /&gt;saf,ohh my GOD,he looks so different with that songkok and tuck in...seriously...what the heck...i cannot get over his new hair-do(bth plng udah but he looks kinda clear but his usual hair do is always something rather samseng?) and now this...it's too O.O.i feel like freaking out,but that's not my nature... so i just act cool,like dorg jua.lagipun dorg yang ajar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they act cool~ haha...the only girl in the clique...still brings laughter to me till today.like,all of them are older than me,but the thing is,i'm always protecting brother ikki,only when he is near....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they're not bad,they don't harass me,they are really polite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-3785814645239079381?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-1504262213774256880</id><published>2009-10-22T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:57:49.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>malia</title><content type='html'>now this is my favourite story.a great name too tho.sends me to the memory at the beach...feeeling the sand on my skin...sink in the sand....laughing at my own state..it's not a boring sight...you can shout anything you want...you can laugh..it's so enjoyable...only those who think that the beach is a bore will never find the excitement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-1504262213774256880?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-6263478428409163799</id><published>2009-10-05T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T14:18:39.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy me!</title><content type='html'>i'm falling in love again.i hate every time that i'm like this.i hate this feeling.so much.every time it's like this i feel like i want to cry.i hate this feeling,but the way it feels very nice and what it brings.god,no,never in my life will i admit to him that i am.i mean,i have someone.and this someone means something to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot control myself in situations like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.it's not the time.i got lots of others to think about.i mean,things.ok.yeh,the 2111's coming up nda batah lagi.&lt;br /&gt;man..kalau december baik jua.&lt;div 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el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-4852308878909449104</id><published>2009-09-27T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:17:16.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;speechless states [expressing a view]</title><content type='html'>;to loopy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have speechless states i hate to mention them to you,because it just felt wrong.if before i felt comfortable telling you anything,now i felt very tense.and to fix it?i dunno,posibilities like that may come,but we wasted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today,you wrote 1201 on your nick,what was i suppose to react,i felt a tinge of jealousy,and 1201?it shocked me,it reminds me of my own sister.i feel like i want to laugh,i feel like i want to cry but i felt most like i wish i never knew that and just stay away from you.because now that i had,i had no choice but to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost you.i know when,i know where.but i really lost you this time.i don't want anything more then just to express what i wanted to say.if i had one wish i wish to go back to time and tell you i love you,but,it's too late now and and at that moment the relationship ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the only "thing" that i can talk it thru with is that red bracelet.it never gave me an answer but it gave me something much more valuable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-4852308878909449104?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-5322026924988570502</id><published>2009-09-21T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:46:57.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day raya</title><content type='html'>not a bad start of syawal tho.but a bad start for me to get pinched by the face by abang alif.eeekkkk,now i am the chubby one?&lt;br /&gt;nyalih ku waaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to siapa saja yang membaca.jangan lupa melelapkan mata sebaik sahaja anda tidak berada di khalyak ramai.selamat hari raya aidilfitri,maaf zahir dan batin.jangan lupa matikan suis lampu anda selepas ianya pecah.jangan lupa menyalakan bunga api,dan memarakkan semangat raya sehinggalah anda merasa keterlauan pada 1145 malam jangan lupa membaca bismillah dalam apa sahaja perkara yang anda bakal lakukan.dan jangan lupa...rock steady!pakai tali keledar anda,jika esok anda ingin meminang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan ini,saya istiharkan,blog ini,boleh dilawat bila2 masa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-5322026924988570502?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/5322026924988570502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-day-raya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/5322026924988570502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/5322026924988570502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-day-raya.html' title='1st day raya'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-3078367437649428529</id><published>2009-09-16T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T12:40:50.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in  love  again,&lt;br /&gt;finally i found some one to keep,&lt;br /&gt;my  heart  again,&lt;br /&gt;somebody to help me see,&lt;br /&gt;what is love again,&lt;br /&gt;the true feelings in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;i'm in love again .&lt;br /&gt;oh i'm in love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the new lyric,just a sneak preview on it,not much to tell,it would be a nice song soon.it's a confession of someone who's been out of it,who received an urgent wake up call,and needs to get a hold of something new,either feeling it,touching it,tasting it,hearing it,smelling it or seeing it.and i know that,being in love is something we all cannot resist,even me myself,i cannot control my own feelings when i fell in love,but then again,the consequences are always coming near,but,when 2 unite as 1,what more can you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-3078367437649428529?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/3078367437649428529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-love-again-finally-i-found-some-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3078367437649428529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/3078367437649428529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-love-again-finally-i-found-some-one.html' title=''/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-7314287772748508156</id><published>2009-09-16T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:32:25.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no new songs yet</title><content type='html'>hakim insisted me to make an album.my other cuzzies got involved with it too.still,i had my doubts.would it sell,would it make people listen.would people be interested.&lt;br /&gt;i go to si kiu,bet like hell ia  nda interested,i go to dee fo shaw ia ckap Shut up.&lt;br /&gt;i go to mam and dad,uh..no encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have heard artists like HIL made a duet with samantha mumba(sorry.the spelling.)hill himself,yeah,he cute,from the p2f,but i don't dig him,but i dig his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,music's kinda on the low nowdays and school starts tomorrow.me hate school,me like to read books and study in school,me hate LLLOOOOOOOOONNNGGGG days.me want to meet me gossip guys.me can't wait fo 645 tumoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've watched pucca a lot these days.and i gave a face when pucca gets a chance to peck garu or kiss him.and pucca;you rock when you save the day.keep the episodes comin'&lt;br /&gt;i'd love to watch it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-7314287772748508156?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/7314287772748508156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-new-songs-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/7314287772748508156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/7314287772748508156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-new-songs-yet.html' title='no new songs yet'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-1571970649208397555</id><published>2009-09-14T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T22:08:59.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loopy</title><content type='html'>ok,i was so mad,the day when the fight grew tense.i felt an urge to cry,but as a damn girl,i hold on to every last act and word and did not lose my mind to do so.but it keeps coming and i wish my damn phone was right beside me so that i can call over to my best friends,they know better how to make me crack a smile.cause this man,make me feel like a fool,and as i was told,if someone treat you like a fool,he/she does not deserve to be called as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say no more.i don't want to talk to him,he's like an Offensive Rakish Turk on my list masani.i bet he does this on purpose,to get rid of me once and for all.i don't need to know of that,to feel that.oh well,thank you Ellan,to the rescue,for being concerned and understanding and warning me to just forget him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dear cuz,it's hard to forget him,even tho it is easy to act normal and the sort of i don't need a man,hush-hush thing going around,but sometimes,it's just my qada and qadar,in another words,he's a bastard and there is not a day so far that i don't miss thinking of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after the fight,it proves to me i could break my own rules(duh~ i'm pro on that one already).and it also states to me i can be either good or bad in this world depending on myself and how people take me as.i feel something new,i feel highly flamable,and i like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i say to myself that i don't hate him,but he's my worst enemy.that would be good to know.but,with some people like him in this world,and we share so much with each other,but we dunno how to live up those good old values,and it is left like that might turn out to be what we are right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i talking  without a connection with my words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know a few things tho,if i happen to see him,i would stare and get stunned first,then feel my own heart pounding,then flush away those nice intentions with madness.then I'd run away.simple,right???if he tries to block me over i promise to all the readers over here,he's going to be titanic sunk down to the Atlantic ocean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-1571970649208397555?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-2004930097539542945</id><published>2009-09-03T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:58:06.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes,aku marah,and finally got fed up with GUYS that are harsh</title><content type='html'>i am so mad,and at times like this,i don't even want to talk to them.and might as well  avoid them! i told my cousin about this and he said to me i should just forget about guys yang cematu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am tired and hurt.why hurt?because the GUY that i LOVE (painful experience) piss me off to the max,and disown my trust.yes,once again it strucks.When i reach this level,there is no turning back or giving second chances.tho i might forgive him,but i will byu any chance avoid talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may not know who ever read this,but for the moment,and for the record ,i am single of 3 months plus,i feel insecure everytime someone that i have just known proposes,i love goth,i hate my ex(just two,latest),i am anti-pengatil,i am anti-racist,i am anti-poklens and i can blow up if you say something nasty,because my all-time people know i am sensitive and secretive and i don't speak too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mal.if you seek ae you.i never blamed the girl,at all,i just don't want to talk to you,you are nasteh.you may never know why i'm acting like this,but i may say this as "you have just crossed the line".oh,yeah,i don't think there is a need to explain everything,you're quite familiar when there was a time that i was acting...JUST LIKE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the girl,get well soon,life 's surface is always rough and tough,you'll get used to it,don't be scared to face it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates.&lt;br /&gt;-on sat:mjlis menyungkaikan urang....&lt;br /&gt;-for tommorw.revs or sleeping or meet mr.lex and the other guys in the class.&lt;br /&gt;-physics.sampai 7.30 to 10.00pm...crazy...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye all...abis mood ku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-2004930097539542945?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/2004930097539542945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesaku-marahand-finally-got-fed-up-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/2004930097539542945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/2004930097539542945'/><link rel='alternate' 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mikraj,but if i do oi will be sure to post it like my other lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyric:&lt;br /&gt;Of everyday I’m going, &lt;br /&gt;Of every step I’m taking,&lt;br /&gt;You’re always there to lead me,&lt;br /&gt;Supporting when I need me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have been not good,&lt;br /&gt;Perseverance you should,&lt;br /&gt;Today you stand by me,&lt;br /&gt;To remember your ways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days you correct me&lt;br /&gt;The days you shelter me,&lt;br /&gt;The days of laughter in your face,&lt;br /&gt;The days when you teach me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I re-pay it ,&lt;br /&gt;Even a thank you isn’t enough,&lt;br /&gt;A good result might never give,&lt;br /&gt;What you really wanted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have been selfish,&lt;br /&gt;I never knew anything,&lt;br /&gt;Or about your sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;What would you would do for me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellence in your mind,&lt;br /&gt;The harshness you define,&lt;br /&gt;This the way that’s better,&lt;br /&gt;Stick to it and don’t let it fly away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-8478624088493080621?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/8478624088493080621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-for-teachers-daybsmngat-aku-ah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/8478624088493080621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/8478624088493080621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-for-teachers-daybsmngat-aku-ah.html' title='song for teacher&apos;s day.bsmngat aku ah'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-8964306718062972940</id><published>2009-08-16T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:31:14.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waktu - waktu terharu</title><content type='html'>aku ingat masih last yr,msa sembahyang jemmah di skulah menengah pap msna.kmi ni kana suruh besalam=salam lah ngan cikgu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi masa besalam atu sma,liat-liat muka cikgu kan....cam banyak dusa ku rh dorg bah.barat rasanya tangan ku kn salam pasal rasanya cam dosa atu nda kn dapat cikgu atu maafkan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was filled with regret i feel that i don't deserve to have touched their hand....or hold it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banyak dusa ku rh dorg.sikit lagi kan menangis di dapan dorg tapi nasib baik aku dapat tahan.guilty berabis ku.bsmbhyg sama dorg.kana ajar oleh dorg.kana advice oleh dorg.....budi dorg atu slama ani alum pernah ku kanang.....terlalu banyak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cikgu~ minta ampun minta maaf ku bnyk2 halalkan minum makan,pelajaran ku cikgu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-8964306718062972940?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/8964306718062972940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-2939844371959410194</id><published>2009-08-14T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:02:05.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ani lirik ku terbaru,aku buat tarus chat ngan urg urg yang aku sayang.sorry kalau nda abis,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make my heart,pumping,&lt;br /&gt;roll,jumping,&lt;br /&gt;fast beating,&lt;br /&gt;i may not know how,&lt;br /&gt;you did so,&lt;br /&gt;but it just&lt;br /&gt;feels so good,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may have life,&lt;br /&gt;and the necklace,&lt;br /&gt;and heels,&lt;br /&gt;and myself,&lt;br /&gt;but i have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;that i must,&lt;br /&gt;have you to myself,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-2939844371959410194?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/2939844371959410194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/08/ani-lirik-ku-terbaruaku-buat-tarus-chat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/2939844371959410194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/2939844371959410194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/08/ani-lirik-ku-terbaruaku-buat-tarus-chat.html' title=''/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-4685793848013215811</id><published>2009-08-02T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T10:08:03.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>community</title><content type='html'>hi~&lt;br /&gt;payah wah kalau ada kawan yg nda pandai serious ani...beibun saja tiap ari....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-4685793848013215811?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-6152645688272365964</id><published>2009-07-15T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T10:41:32.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love fest</title><content type='html'>description...&lt;br /&gt;random,hopefully nada urg offended....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you hate em, but you love em,&lt;br /&gt;And you say it feels so good,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna laugh off your commitment,&lt;br /&gt;But I think I really shouldn’t,&lt;br /&gt;You see there is just no such thing as,&lt;br /&gt;I hate you as I love you&lt;br /&gt;So my point is straight and clear,&lt;br /&gt;And I think you’ve caught in a flu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a love fest in town,&lt;br /&gt;There’s a love fest in town.&lt;br /&gt;And I think you’re joining the parade,&lt;br /&gt;Of the love fest in town,&lt;br /&gt;Once you’re in it you’re thrilled,&lt;br /&gt;Once you’re out you’re broken,&lt;br /&gt;It’s going to take more than hours to heal,&lt;br /&gt;From the love fest in town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look him in the eyes,&lt;br /&gt;It makes you melt deeply inside,&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy, something new,&lt;br /&gt;Never have felt this way before,&lt;br /&gt;You admitted honestly,&lt;br /&gt;Like confessions on a stage,&lt;br /&gt;with the whole world staring back at you,&lt;br /&gt;for titanic you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There’s a love fest in town,&lt;br /&gt;There’s a love fest in town.&lt;br /&gt;And I think you’re joining the parade,&lt;br /&gt;Of the love fest in town,&lt;br /&gt;Once you’re in it you’re thrilled,&lt;br /&gt;Once you’re out you’re broken,&lt;br /&gt;It’s going to take more than hours to heal,&lt;br /&gt;From the love fest in town&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-6152645688272365964?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/6152645688272365964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-fest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6152645688272365964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6152645688272365964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-fest.html' title='love fest'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-4769498807683118453</id><published>2009-07-12T09:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:58:33.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a hotelier/waiter/waitress/maid/coffee boy</title><content type='html'>To live in a world full of bliss is nothing to those who has experience a daily routine over and over again. an adventure  is only karma. to others, it is marvelous, magical, an experience like no other. Of course, we’re a bit clueless. Why such normality to us is another person’s most graceful experience? Why the expressions in their face are is something we don’t normally have of our own. the joy, the most angelic smile. That’s my life. To see these faces pass through in and out.&lt;br /&gt;      Some of them have been an honor to serve, some just never seem to realize. I was trained to give a warm welcome to these jolly joyous people. I and my friends are actors. A big smile in our face and a courtesy bow are part of our act. It is part of our performance and manner as long as we are to remain by this act in this such luxurious place in a view to these people.&lt;br /&gt;      We have tried our best, fighting our bad habit, nevertheless hide the tiredness, provide with the best of the energy we have with the utmost ridiculous requests that these people have. Yes, we are annoyed, requests to requests and big mess, it is us who clean up the dirt. Never could we complain, but we could mumble out our words. A complain means a great disaster ahead our career. Landing us to grieve danger. The superiority of these people might make us face the deadly chamber of the person who is authorized above us.&lt;br /&gt;      A better resolution for us is to face these angelic daredevils without hesitation. We have to pray to always care the dignity of this luxurious place in lieu of ours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-4769498807683118453?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/4769498807683118453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/07/confessions-of-hotelierwaiterwaitressma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/4769498807683118453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/4769498807683118453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/07/confessions-of-hotelierwaiterwaitressma.html' title='Confessions of a hotelier/waiter/waitress/maid/coffee boy'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-2212152845907147510</id><published>2009-07-12T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:55:02.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sufferance</title><content type='html'>to me this is a very heartfelt song.i have no idea why,but it just came out of me.&lt;br /&gt;but don't let that stop you from reading it.it's too deep but just read it maybe it represents you,maybe someone you know.here it goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sufferance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me die, let me die serving for you,&lt;br /&gt;Let me cry, cuz I won’t see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be fine, I’ll be fine through this all,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not lying cuz I am with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No don’t die, I cannot live without you,&lt;br /&gt;Please hold on, or let me join you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is nice, the colors are shown by you,&lt;br /&gt;And It is dull without your presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me die, let me die serving for you,&lt;br /&gt;Let me cry cuz I won’t see you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this moment, I only wanted you,&lt;br /&gt;I will stay cuz I’m meant for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see death, is coming around to wipe us,&lt;br /&gt;Please hold me, I want to stick with you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do,whatever as long as you’re with me,&lt;br /&gt;If it’s bonding my soul,yeah I would that too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that,this might happen to me,&lt;br /&gt;It’s like that,when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me die,let me die serving for you,&lt;br /&gt;Let me cry cuz I can’t see you,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-2212152845907147510?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/2212152845907147510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/07/sufferance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/2212152845907147510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/2212152845907147510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/07/sufferance.html' title='sufferance'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-1131154706377989899</id><published>2009-07-12T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T09:39:38.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my current thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ever since the 3rd week of the holiday. I feel guilty, a bit selfish though, and my guess is that it’s time to just express. No matter how many lyrics I posted, this one was in the edge. Something I never dream of, but think of and feel of. I have to be right. My kind of taste in love is the one and only. From a simple thought, I convert it to lyrics, Then think of the feeling as it’s song.&lt;br /&gt;This is a summary. The honest summary after those heart stabbing lyrics.maybe someday i am taking this back,but no,it's a thought to share with other people who feels the same way,but i will never know. After just a few days of recovery, after a month of pain, so, I present you…my current thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyric;&lt;br /&gt;Since the day you said to me&lt;br /&gt;It ain’t the same,&lt;br /&gt;I think you’re right,&lt;br /&gt;We’re acting like one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’m living my whole days&lt;br /&gt;Without you,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you,&lt;br /&gt;And what I should do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I tried my best to pull&lt;br /&gt;Your strings,&lt;br /&gt;To make you jealous,&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I’ve done my part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to move on like&lt;br /&gt;It’s nothing,&lt;br /&gt;I am struggling,&lt;br /&gt;To find someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow now, I wish I never met you,&lt;br /&gt;Or even fall to the depths of your love,&lt;br /&gt;And I hate the fact that I really love you,&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts us to ever come again,&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure if we could ever survive it,&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to mess up your whole life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I cannot bring much more pain to you,&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know you can’t take it away,&lt;br /&gt;Yes I assure you I still had that promise,&lt;br /&gt;And I will let it be buried with me,&lt;br /&gt;I know I cannot live without your presence,&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t take me long to discover it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-1131154706377989899?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/1131154706377989899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-current-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/1131154706377989899'/><link rel='self' 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feel&lt;br /&gt;And so in your mystery be able to discover&lt;br /&gt;The eternal feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, with the moon in your head&lt;br /&gt;The place where begins&lt;br /&gt;The motive and the hope of my existence&lt;br /&gt;Only you, I want it to be you&lt;br /&gt;My madness, my ease and my delirium, my compass and my path&lt;br /&gt;Only you, I want it to be you&lt;br /&gt;And I put my destiny in your hands because&lt;br /&gt;I live to be forever, forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;With you my love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, song collector&lt;br /&gt;A thousand emotions are for you&lt;br /&gt;You, what I dreamt of my whole life&lt;br /&gt;Stay in it and make me feel&lt;br /&gt;And so transform the magic in you&lt;br /&gt;In a soul's breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, with the moon in your head&lt;br /&gt;The place where begins&lt;br /&gt;The motive and the hope of my existence&lt;br /&gt;Only you, I want it to be you&lt;br /&gt;My madness, my ease and my delirium, my compass and my path&lt;br /&gt;Only you, I want it to be you&lt;br /&gt;And I put my destiny in your hands because&lt;br /&gt;I live to be forever with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no room left inside me any more&lt;br /&gt;You've filled every corner with you&lt;br /&gt;It's because of you that with time my soul&lt;br /&gt;Feels different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only you, I want it to be you&lt;br /&gt;My madness, my ease and my delirium, my compass and my path&lt;br /&gt;Only you, I want it to be you&lt;br /&gt;And I put my destiny in your hands because&lt;br /&gt;I live to be forever, forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;With you my love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i dedicate this song for,the person i like ever since i was 11,"-al el 1216&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-6417783609782573844?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-4106382894348943200</id><published>2009-06-28T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T04:33:13.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seems to be</title><content type='html'>what must i do?&lt;br /&gt;think about you?&lt;br /&gt;come on we've been there a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;for you now?&lt;br /&gt;i've betrayed you way too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot fight this,&lt;br /&gt;i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;god could you help me through this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really don't want to,&lt;br /&gt;hurt you,&lt;br /&gt;i want to sail away from this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im moving on,love&lt;br /&gt;it's not a bad fact,&lt;br /&gt;it's what i do ,&lt;br /&gt;for my,living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;description:&lt;br /&gt;this is what i found on my other blog,yes,i have deleted it.it's really a tough decision.i may have written out my whole heart on that blog but now,it just doesn't seem to matter anymore.the shops closed,areas locked down,people move on with life.i too will join them soon.but this song is valuable.the only treasured possession.like a passport or an i.c.what keeps me moving ahead is what is close to me.and i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will write more of lyrics in time.by the end of hols.i'd probably finished everything .just waiting to be recorded.posted and remembered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-4106382894348943200?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/4106382894348943200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/06/seems-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/4106382894348943200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/4106382894348943200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/06/seems-to-be.html' title='seems to be'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-8997248042399866762</id><published>2009-06-27T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T04:47:02.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>creating a new life</title><content type='html'>look into my eyes,babe,&lt;br /&gt;look into my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;if love is still there,&lt;br /&gt;i know you would look back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you hold on to me,now,&lt;br /&gt;you don't need to leave,&lt;br /&gt;you don't need to go away,&lt;br /&gt;and break my heart deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not a big deal,&lt;br /&gt;just hear me this song,&lt;br /&gt;just hear my simple voice,&lt;br /&gt;hum with me all along,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dedicate this song ,&lt;br /&gt;especially for you,&lt;br /&gt;if you still miss me,&lt;br /&gt;you know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always around,&lt;br /&gt;but never be seen,&lt;br /&gt;you know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;if you still miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to cry now,&lt;br /&gt;you don't have to cry,&lt;br /&gt;cuz i won't dissapear,&lt;br /&gt;away to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;description.&lt;br /&gt;it's a story .as they can say based on real life.it's about a bf-gf's most last meeting and they got separated by their path and life,then they finally get to be with each other again after those few years.but life always was ahead of them,so it's a it of complicated to say how their relationship progresses.instead of meeting up,they only chatted a couple of times in life.which made me an inspiration to write this lyric.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-8997248042399866762?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-1541284034352241885</id><published>2009-06-25T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:17:29.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>khas buat mu</title><content type='html'>description:&lt;br /&gt;this song is random.what i create for 106.i always write lyrics for certain people that have certain history with me that i still remember.randon berabis.atleast aku hepi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khas buat mu&lt;br /&gt;lyric:&lt;br /&gt;selamat pagi cinta,&lt;br /&gt;sekilas senyuman terukir di wajah,&lt;br /&gt;berbahagialah kasih,&lt;br /&gt;terusi perjuangan dalam apasaja,&lt;br /&gt;aku mengakui,&lt;br /&gt;mungkin juga ada tangisan di mata,&lt;br /&gt;bertahanlah dahulu,&lt;br /&gt;bukan selamanya kau akan begitu,&lt;br /&gt;jeritlah kepada ku,&lt;br /&gt;melalui angin awan dan suara,&lt;br /&gt;hari ini hari penting mu,&lt;br /&gt;sampai hati ku lupa sungguhnya ku dapat&lt;br /&gt;[repeat x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingatlah ini,berbahagiala..bercerialah..&lt;br /&gt;berthanlah dahulu,&lt;br /&gt;kau akan berjaya..kau akan berjaya.. &lt;br /&gt;kasih~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-1541284034352241885?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/1541284034352241885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/06/khas-buat-mu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/1541284034352241885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/1541284034352241885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/06/khas-buat-mu.html' title='khas buat mu'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-4561393543079095962</id><published>2009-06-25T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:05:07.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a favor for playing cards</title><content type='html'>description:&lt;br /&gt;i gotta reason why i want to write this lyric.so,lyric "playing cards,eh?" atu parody version ku sendiri compare to the original song "cliche".sorry to say,i have never had another affair when i am with LOOPY.aku nda dpt ckp,so what?it's getting so cold between aku ngan ea.106,you should've never know bout that.you want to know my secret....fine.i lost a bestfriend not long after 106's birthday.a few years ago.a ver meaningful bestfriend and he've known me for my damn whole life.and i really fill myself with tears and i try to make a sunshine came out from my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.i don't mind if the girl he's with is better than me.i don't ask more from that girl than to appreciate what he would dare to do for her.i am free-damn it!.i can wish upon the seven seas that a someone is there to take me away.sigh.now,i have released all the hate and whatever.it's settled.it's cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyric:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live your life,&lt;br /&gt;with your lover,&lt;br /&gt;don't look back,&lt;br /&gt;at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at them,&lt;br /&gt;find your happiness,&lt;br /&gt;just leave me,&lt;br /&gt;with my side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move on love,&lt;br /&gt;i will to,(move up front)&lt;br /&gt;don't get feelings,&lt;br /&gt;all mixed up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love her more,&lt;br /&gt;i don't mind,&lt;br /&gt;i have to(leave you),&lt;br /&gt;right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends,&lt;br /&gt;i love my life,&lt;br /&gt;i love my family,&lt;br /&gt;and my guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will come,&lt;br /&gt;he will come(someday),&lt;br /&gt;take me away,&lt;br /&gt;to an adventure&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-4561393543079095962?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/4561393543079095962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/06/favor-for-playing-cards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/4561393543079095962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/4561393543079095962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/06/favor-for-playing-cards.html' title='a favor for playing cards'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-7774891732426605137</id><published>2009-06-19T06:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T07:10:39.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>status unbelieveable beb~!(in my sarcastic and bitchy mode)</title><content type='html'>special thanks to si atu,and stuffs like dat.all i need now is just my wings.i bet he's using what he used to say to me to her.glad i did not do say the words i've said to my x to him.stupid hols.this means that me and ..... are on the same track.the karma comes back to me..what a perfect life circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can hang with ehem-ehem.and we can practise dance moves with magic in the air with other dancers.well since i find it is not really that bad being dangerous.i can now,officially do reckless stuffs like hunting for bad boys.hahahaha.jk.not bad boys,just great risk-takers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.here i go.off to singleton.thanks.i owe you just a promise but i am off to singleton.now,life is full of ups and down,i'm on my way writing lyrics that could changed my views of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-6494776819217104574</id><published>2009-06-19T06:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T06:38:03.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing cards - ellie</title><content type='html'>introduction:&lt;br /&gt;i don't really do break up songs that well.but since he went so beyond the line.i have to growl back.that's my heart that was cut deep.still,he could've told me he want my company.he want all those stuffs that i have treated him.but,since he FOUND this girl to be something cute,lovely and whatever.oh~ such a sweet talker.he want to be not alone.ok!but if he want to slam my heart down.ohoho,this song will tell him how i feel.the chick's innocent.i can't spill her clothes,give her a great prank,for her sake,he's "in love" with her.the last thing i want to do was ruin a girl's heart.WE GIRLS DON'T CURE EASILY.BUT WE BRUISE EASILY.love goes deep down.i told him one no more games and stuffs.but now,oho,now,he makes me crawl back to that.BRING IT ON,ROMEO.if you're playing cards,what does it make any difference with you playing hearts??my mistake...not a word that should come out from a person who's been his victim rite??hahaha.i'm so dissapointed.but,i got my friends,my close friends,my ex-es,my bestfriends,my sis,and a whole wide world of people who believe in the power of sisterhood and superwomen.you ain't seen the last of us yet.enjoy this lyric ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song:&lt;br /&gt;I mean no harm,&lt;br /&gt;Just telling you,&lt;br /&gt;I’m doing fine, &lt;br /&gt;Yeah I really am,&lt;br /&gt;Since the day you left me,&lt;br /&gt;Since we broke up on that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have right now,&lt;br /&gt;Were my friends,&lt;br /&gt;So this is how,&lt;br /&gt; I’m doing it&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna make you feel mad&lt;br /&gt;I swear that you will regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m walking on,&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t mind,&lt;br /&gt;I have an attitude,&lt;br /&gt; That is fine,&lt;br /&gt;I will be your nightmare,&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna let your eyes flare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at me,&lt;br /&gt;Makes your heart boil,&lt;br /&gt;Then look a bit closer&lt;br /&gt;To the scene,&lt;br /&gt; I’m dancing with my passion,&lt;br /&gt;With one of my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t want,&lt;br /&gt;To do this thing,&lt;br /&gt;But what you did to me,&lt;br /&gt;Was unforgiving,&lt;br /&gt;Hey you broke your promise,&lt;br /&gt;It’s a really big deal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me,&lt;br /&gt;Your promise represents your heart,&lt;br /&gt;It’s really not a big deal,&lt;br /&gt;Its just a cut,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that’s what you say,&lt;br /&gt;Like you even care anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to me that,&lt;br /&gt;Your words are lies,&lt;br /&gt;And you are living,&lt;br /&gt;In a disguise&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel now&lt;br /&gt;When your lover is mocking you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s probably a lie,&lt;br /&gt;What its been for you,&lt;br /&gt;But to me it’s real,&lt;br /&gt;I’m fine as I have you,&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel pathetic,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you’re fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say,&lt;br /&gt;You got me tripped,&lt;br /&gt;If that’s the game you play,&lt;br /&gt;Then count me in,&lt;br /&gt;I am in the mood to,&lt;br /&gt;Have fun like you want to&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-6494776819217104574?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-804972629976751010</id><published>2009-03-25T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T04:54:06.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss going to school</title><content type='html'>i do,miss going to school.i don't mind about the h1n1 atleast i get to see the faces that don't live in a roof with me.being infected is just another thing.but i just can't die yet.not that i don't want to risk it.i need to earn my living ,first.atleast my people are fine.and happy with me.i have to give a big thank you to them.for benig in my life.to help me,that i'm not alone,i don't have to feel shattered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-804972629976751010?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-55195903394688720</id><published>2009-03-19T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:00:54.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lawaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/ScGnKx9JgYI/AAAAAAAAABI/eP--1UdVYpg/s1600-h/avatar_zuko12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314712838924239234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/ScGnKx9JgYI/AAAAAAAAABI/eP--1UdVYpg/s200/avatar_zuko12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/ScGmtKc1B9I/AAAAAAAAABA/yW-CK0nbmyY/s1600-h/2725745014_2913ce0a99_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314712330103490514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/ScGmtKc1B9I/AAAAAAAAABA/yW-CK0nbmyY/s320/2725745014_2913ce0a99_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/ScGml9JAeOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KB49FOT2K1U/s1600-h/3256127370_4d0fba9638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314712206271609058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/ScGml9JAeOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KB49FOT2K1U/s400/3256127370_4d0fba9638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-55195903394688720?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/ScGnKx9JgYI/AAAAAAAAABI/eP--1UdVYpg/s72-c/avatar_zuko12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-606841860015778935</id><published>2009-03-15T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T05:14:01.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you girls in purti masna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sbwc0WzFdnI/AAAAAAAAAAw/IMijka12uZg/s1600-h/4c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313153346188965490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sbwc0WzFdnI/AAAAAAAAAAw/IMijka12uZg/s200/4c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yaaay.maths d .uhuhuhu physics practical test.i'm doomed.i cannot predict what i might get for the exams...i did not finish my maths d paper 2 urgh..sakit hati ku~ remuk jantung ku.i miss 5c so much.i miss the friendly laughter,i miss  camel,nurul,froggy,qel,mem,bella,sai,mizah,fizah,mj,waji,raffe,hanis,meow,pbee,wani,vv,ema and mahirah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;kamu the beast classmate,tq for ur help for that one year.and aku ngakun ah,aku nda rindu mr D or any teachers d sna..heheh sorry teachers come later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; ouh btw,bye gtg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-606841860015778935?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/606841860015778935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-7075599150771436689</id><published>2009-03-09T06:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T06:31:17.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sai</title><content type='html'>not actually planning anything,i love today,i love whatever i love and you ain't gonna steal it away form me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;love and truth by yui yoshioka &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is a nice track for ppl who loves someone.i love that someone and that someone is further than me...i'm preety cool with that,but i just don't want to get insane.without him,wish me luck we'll be together and we might have a chance to meet each other.amin~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-2272644062708788526</id><published>2009-03-06T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:09:57.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear you out there</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;was it meant to be this way?(slow track)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;are we suppose to feel like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;did we do something wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;where have we been all along?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;till now we're all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i'm sorry for the fight were in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i never wanted it to happen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;something bad just came out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the next second we are out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and we regret what we done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;was i over-reacting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;was i misunderstanding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;explain me why you done so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you make me jealous of it beau,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tell me honestly the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you know we are meant to love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;to hold each other and give a hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so why must it end up like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;why do we have to end the,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;whole thing that we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh,i have,dreamt,of you,(fast track)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;every,sleep,i went to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and love,i,do love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can we do what we do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;can we start,all,over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forgive me for,what i've done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i want to go,back with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;please accept me back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;it's not too late to change ur mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you are a beauty by my eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i'm sorry if i can't speak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;the sight of you suprises me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;make me end up breathlessly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;this heart of mine just keeps beating,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;faster and faster before our meeting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;now i see you my world stops,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;i'm in awe oh i'm in love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;you're just so modest yet so perfect in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the chorus (red colour)again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways,this song is inspired by khai (c abang),and it's quite the perfect catch cuz, the beat is simple and i've just made it like for an hour ni baru awal ani.so.hope you guys like it.plus,it's for the peeps out there..this song was based on my own imagination and i can't think of a title so...let that be its title.and i'll  give a quick tour on how it works..&lt;div 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el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-6815573562640751027</id><published>2009-03-06T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T01:41:25.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guitar</title><content type='html'>uh~ not actually a matter.but it's a lyric i would like to present,but,people might think wrong of it.maybe it's kind of somewhat a sex appeal song.but it's not.jangan perasan,it's for my guitar.i love this guitar and i name it greig jasper...hey gj! ok i'll start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;such a beautiful name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everybody keeps saying about you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;everywhere i go i can't avoid it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;went to the flea market and there you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;graced to amazed people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you make it sound so beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you give sparks to all talents in this world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;people thinks you are the greatest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;magic ever found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;see when i'm looking at you like i've never been,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my hands just cant resist to touch your skin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now that you are..wrapped around me,so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm gonna give it a shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;some people tells me that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;youre too fragile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'll care for you ,and nobody else will,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;be a legend for them to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;till my deat be carved by you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;remember me, remember you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;through all the lyrics we've been to,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;remember me,remember you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;goes all for the owners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-6815573562640751027?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/feeds/6815573562640751027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/03/guitar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6815573562640751027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6300767144600482855/posts/default/6815573562640751027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://al-el-1216.blogspot.com/2009/03/guitar.html' title='guitar'/><author><name>al el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13531783206945155285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_RKV_oBSYjJo/Sq5SrIkN7qI/AAAAAAAAAB4/B0Yf1F-mmsU/S220/DSC03266.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6300767144600482855.post-2446777964274251598</id><published>2009-03-05T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:50:04.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my call</title><content type='html'>it's been a while,so,i'm coming clean and keeping it real.i'm helping the drama club in my school.stick them together as a club.gotta organise when the next meeting .i'm respecting all the members decision,like if they want to do cliques v.s. independence,well i'm ok with that.as long as everbody settle down.and vote for a character for each person;think about what costume they should wear;what script they should read,cuz,lately....there's been a crack down of arguements...and i want them to make a petition of peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the show must go onwe gotta make a rule for the club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;1.all members are given tasks.like "organiser","restore order","stage co-ordinator" and etc.&lt;br /&gt;2.all members are given their say about the play&lt;br /&gt;3.all members are role players&lt;br /&gt;4.the scripts can be changed a few details,if the role player can't cope with it&lt;br /&gt;5 .every memeber has to be informed about the next meeting and so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al el&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6300767144600482855-2446777964274251598?l=al-el-1216.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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