<?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-4758447055779444212</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:40:04.889+08:00</updated><category term='Eight'/><category term='i want you baggyyyyyyyy'/><category term='sylus^^'/><category term='p.s  i miss you'/><category term='should have catch that butterfly'/><category term='Justin Bieber'/><category term='ppl  dnt really use their brains this days..'/><category term='pnat siol buat ni bende'/><category term='when you were mine.'/><category term='TRANSFORMERS'/><category term='buy me a polly pocket .'/><category term='i can&apos;t be kept waiting for you.'/><category term='Following Brim&apos;s footsteps maybe?'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='HELP'/><category term='Printer has attitude problems'/><category term='cskfs; i cnt help but wait'/><category term='that sidekick guy'/><category term='fitness tomorrow .'/><category term='Onelove'/><category term='; bile kau nak kahwin?   ;; lame lagii{grins}'/><category term='eana'/><category term='No one&apos;s Stopping'/><category term='Ishak looking good.'/><category term='Don&apos;t . 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B&quot;'/><category term='taking the risk'/><category term='Don&apos;t speak'/><category term='please shine down on me ^^'/><category term='tmrw is &apos;clean the toilet&apos; day for me.'/><category term='fernando:)'/><category term='Happy Fasting'/><category term='i love your feet'/><category term='A better Father'/><category term='Its you and me forever'/><category term='WALAO'/><category term='Boo hoo'/><category term='soo untrue'/><category term='Dream on.'/><category term='Farah knows .'/><title type='text'>aku sayang butterfly.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3744320237220370381</id><published>2009-09-22T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T22:30:41.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>moved to www.playingmyheart.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;Am using tumblr currently&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3744320237220370381?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3744320237220370381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3744320237220370381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3744320237220370381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3744320237220370381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/moved-to-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6327765764907813648</id><published>2009-09-15T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:26:18.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PLAYING UNO NOW.&lt;br /&gt;WON LIKE TWICE OUT OF TWO GAMES.&lt;br /&gt;Must thank Mr Ong for reminding me about cards. I just found my UNO cards. Now its driving my family crazy-.- Update a proper one later. I'm off to playing it~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6327765764907813648?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6327765764907813648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6327765764907813648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6327765764907813648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6327765764907813648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-uno-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1524634771117169912</id><published>2009-09-12T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:50:24.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dos.'/><title type='text'>Note to self</title><content type='html'>Sent brother. Was a very sad and happy moment for me, my brother and the others.&lt;br /&gt;"My dream is to fly over the rainbow, so high. " Well YOUachieved your dream. It's time for mine. CSI here I come. But Singapore doesn't have alot of cases involving Crime scene. Shall try other countries. But that means I have to leave mummy:( Later she cry. Photos of yesterday will be posted at FB soon. some of Emirates air stewardess are fcking gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; I'll install the webcam soon. And we can start webcam-ing yeah:) I'll record how the first day of raya went. Just for you. So it will felt like you were there too. Better fast at Doha ah. There very strict okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bored.&lt;br /&gt;I finished the chores&lt;br /&gt;I have not finished my homework.&lt;br /&gt;I butt pain. (cause I have been sitting for hours!)&lt;br /&gt;I feel hot.&lt;br /&gt;I sweat like pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want holidays to never end.&lt;br /&gt;I want everyone to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;I want to say goodbye. Have a nice day:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1524634771117169912?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1524634771117169912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1524634771117169912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1524634771117169912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1524634771117169912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/note-to-self.html' title='Note to self'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3173288972219801719</id><published>2009-09-10T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:32:30.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you were mine.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I took a dumbo quiz. Guess what is the name of my boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/quizzes/quiz/3486"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.the-n.com/media/quiz/badges/boyfriend_quiz/jeremy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="width: 250px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" target="_blank"&gt;Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.the-n.com/" target="_blank" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); padding-left: 50px;"&gt;Girls Games&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like WHAT THE HEEEEEEEEEEEL! The result makes me think of lau tuck wei-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, this boy so eager to know who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be going library with Atiqah. I seriously need to finish up on my homework assignments. ALOOOOOOOOOOT! I think maths is the most. Come on la doraemon, pity your students. Art project and geography? No hope on doing it. Well, maybe geog. I'm seriously blank on what to do for art. So yeah. Just prepared to listen to the pollution noise when I get back to school. I just figured one thing. Algebra for zira = FAILURE. I totally sucks on it.  If only I knew Albert Einstein's great-great-great-great-great grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I'm gonna miss for the next few days? MUHAMMAD FIRDAUS . Byeeeee~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya is coming. in the next few days. It seems like veh fast. AND, I only miss out like two days of fasting. Due to morning training. Morning training=break fast.  Heh, Bubble tea ehh just now^_^&lt;br /&gt;only two days. Not more. And if you girls are hoping for me to get the 'thing' , don't count on it. Not gonna happen yeah.  Now, Saberryna, Highting, Atiqah and Farah Hrrsn, knows about 'backup' . Hush Hush ahhh people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. Let's do stupid lame shit quizzes everyone(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3173288972219801719?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3173288972219801719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3173288972219801719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3173288972219801719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3173288972219801719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-took-dumbo-quiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8821730343326847646</id><published>2009-09-09T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:24:34.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am bored. I got nothing to say. Really. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;:'(  Backup or no Backup, life still sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8821730343326847646?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8821730343326847646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8821730343326847646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8821730343326847646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8821730343326847646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1695730486285144564</id><published>2009-09-08T18:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:30:34.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT JUSTIN BIEBER TO SING THIS TO ME;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prized possession, one and only&lt;br /&gt;I adore ya, girl I want ya&lt;br /&gt;Of all the girls I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you&lt;br /&gt;Your my precious little lady&lt;br /&gt;The one that makes me crazy&lt;br /&gt;Of all the girls I've ever known&lt;br /&gt;It's you, it's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm his favourite girl^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1695730486285144564?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1695730486285144564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1695730486285144564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1695730486285144564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1695730486285144564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-what-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1522709167816950318</id><published>2009-09-07T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:47:19.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Do this to a person you are talking to.&lt;br /&gt;2) You have to do it!&lt;br /&gt;3) Don’t cheat! Or else you will ruin the fun. If you are going to cheat, don't do it at all!&lt;br /&gt;4) If you can say these in rapid-fire to one person without them blocking you or just not&lt;br /&gt;answering... You are the CHAMP.&lt;br /&gt;5) You must write their response to each of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; --------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Type "I'm superman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZIRAA says:&lt;br /&gt;*Im superman&lt;br /&gt;Jie Le says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lol&lt;br /&gt; why?&lt;br /&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;Syafie says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oo&lt;br /&gt; im superwoma&lt;br /&gt; n&lt;br /&gt; -.-&lt;br /&gt; tkd la&lt;br /&gt; why so random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Type "Oh my gosh I heard about your fish"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Le says:&lt;br /&gt;*what fish?&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;Syafie says:&lt;br /&gt; fish?&lt;br /&gt; what fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Type "You and me are best buds right?"&lt;br /&gt;Jie le says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh&lt;br /&gt; i dun get you&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Syafie says:&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt; random sia&lt;br /&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt; wait2&lt;br /&gt; wats fish&lt;br /&gt; wat fish*&lt;br /&gt;4)Type "Ok so can i tell you something?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Le says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ok&lt;br /&gt; what fish&lt;br /&gt; i dun get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Syafie says:&lt;br /&gt;ya&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Type "i'm on drugs.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Le says :&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;Syafie says:&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt; wth ...&lt;br /&gt; bulan2 puase&lt;br /&gt; bulan ramadhan&lt;br /&gt; bulan yg suci&lt;br /&gt; sigh2&lt;br /&gt;(makes me laugh real hard!)&lt;br /&gt;6) Type "Did you just lie to me!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jie Le says:&lt;br /&gt;lie what?&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Syafie says:&lt;br /&gt;(stopped here. Can't handle it anymore:}  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Type " how could you?!? "&lt;br /&gt;Jie Le says :&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;8) Type "i love you".&lt;br /&gt;Jie Le says:&lt;br /&gt;You're not Zira&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;10) Type "I lost an eyeball!" &lt;/div&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, their mind will be filled with ??? for the first 3 questions? Haha. Real good(Y)&lt;br /&gt;anyway didn't went to library. Cooked "chicken cooked red" instead. Malay people, please understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Justin Bieber is still mine^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1522709167816950318?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1522709167816950318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1522709167816950318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1522709167816950318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1522709167816950318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-this-from-facebook-1-do-this-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2367779052745736963</id><published>2009-09-07T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T15:05:37.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justin Bieber'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Updating. Like finally. Justin Bieber is freaking HOT/CUTE/NICE SINGER/PERFECT!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ohh, I adore him&lt;3 I want be his favourite girl ^^ He's only 15. I wanna marry him in years to come. Okay, I must stop smiling to my ownself. Wants to go to library to get my homework done but, too lazy. I missed science remedial cause i woke up at 12-.- It ends at 11.30 . It's over:( This means I'm going to fail my science test . This shows that I hate physics. This shows that I'm gonna fail my sceince exam:'( Tutor me anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Shall go to library now then. Buck up on my studies. Raya is coming soon. Let's see, Days to spend with my brother till he's gone, 4. Then, I won't see him for 6 months or more. He is going to miss my birthday:( Should not think of the days i have left. Just keep smiling:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really gotta go now. Byeeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2367779052745736963?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2367779052745736963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2367779052745736963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2367779052745736963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2367779052745736963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-7651645078634995411</id><published>2009-09-02T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T21:57:57.329+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad Hurt Tortured'/><title type='text'>And I said , Goodbye</title><content type='html'>I think its true. Please don't let it be. But higher chance it is.&lt;br /&gt;:'(  Fck this Shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ini semua hanye kata-kata kosong sahaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-7651645078634995411?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7651645078634995411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=7651645078634995411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7651645078634995411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7651645078634995411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-i-said-goodbye.html' title='And I said , Goodbye'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-7490042562771307604</id><published>2009-08-25T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:33:10.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever heard of "chicken friend steam boiled rice" before? Well, I don't.  I find it perfectly weird that Jiele ate that. Wonder which friend he ate :O  If it is Jeremy, THANKS! I think I'm gonna be bald-ing soon 0.0 Thanks to jeremy-.- Pull, pull people's hair. This calls for revenge! Thats it ! Everyday, i will think of something to get my revenge back form Jeremy. Hmm, Today shall be pouring his green tea or wintermelon tea or whatever tea that he wants to drink tmr into his bag ! That will be awesome! But kinda too much. What can be a great revenge and uses very little energy? I only got a limited energy .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was very bored. So might as well I do this thing. It was from Sabrina. And very old~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've been tagged...&lt;br /&gt;1) Copy/paste it in a new note&lt;br /&gt;2) Answer all the questions&lt;br /&gt;3) Tag 10 people, including the person who tagged you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABC About You Questions:&lt;br /&gt;A - AVAILABLE: Yes :/&lt;br /&gt;B - BIRTHDAY: 11 April&lt;br /&gt;C - CRUSHING ON: Like as if you don't know !&lt;br /&gt;D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: Bird nest. (guess I finally know what bird taste like.)&lt;br /&gt;E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Alot actually. Very easy-going people in this world ^^&lt;br /&gt;F - FAVORITE SONG: Alot.&lt;br /&gt;G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Bear-Bear^^&lt;br /&gt;H - HOMETOWN: Sit Down For SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;I - IN LOVE WITH: HOHO, Lucas Till &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;J - JUGGLE: Juggle what?&lt;br /&gt;K - KILLED SOMEONE: You~&lt;br /&gt;L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: Johore-.-&lt;br /&gt;M - MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: STRAWBERRY can. Anything also can :D&lt;br /&gt;N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 2 shithead older  brother.&lt;br /&gt;O - ONE WISH: only one ? ? ?&lt;br /&gt;P - PERSON CALLED YOU LAST? Atiqah .&lt;br /&gt;R - REASON TO SMILE: The littlest thing make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;S - SONG YOU LAST HEARD: Feel&lt;br /&gt;T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 5.50 am&lt;br /&gt;U - UNDERWEAR COLOR: err, red .&lt;br /&gt;V - VEGETABLE(S): No-No&lt;br /&gt;W - WORST HABIT: Don't know&lt;br /&gt;X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: None i think (?)&lt;br /&gt;Y - YOYOS ARE: okayyyyy&lt;br /&gt;Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Aries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Questions About You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spell your name without vowels: Zr   -.-&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite number: 19!&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wear most?: Multi-colours.&lt;br /&gt;Least favorite color?: hmm, pink?&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to? Fly with me .&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your life right now? Heh. yeahhh:D&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite class in school? Physical Education.&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend? Atiqah, Lina And include whoever that I am very the close with^^&lt;br /&gt;When do you start back at school/college? *shows blur face*&lt;br /&gt;Are you outgoing? Yes Yes^^&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pair of shoes? Hockey shoe:D&lt;br /&gt;Where do you wish you were right now? New York ^^  {Its all American Baby~}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CANS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you dance? Nahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a cherry stem with your mouth?Is it even possible?&lt;br /&gt;Can you whistle? hmm. Yes , but not loud.&lt;br /&gt;Write with both hands? Righty&lt;br /&gt;Cross your eyes? Obviously&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk with your toes curled? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DO'S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets? I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in magic? :O&lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in Santa? I get no present. That means , No Santa for me .&lt;br /&gt;Do you like roller coasters? I ride a mini one. And that was even scary for me.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you could handle the stuff they eat on those reality shows? EEEE, ME? No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HAVES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane? Dad says yes. I says No.&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to the ocean? East coast? Sentosa?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever painted your nails? Hah, yeah. Nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WHATS:&lt;br /&gt;What is the temperature outside? IDK. Its night time now.&lt;br /&gt;What radio station do you listen to? 98.7&lt;br /&gt;What was the last restaurant you ate at? Restaurant? Mcdonalds included?&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you bought? Chewy junior's Chewy puffs.&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing on TV you watched? Monster Inc .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRYING SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;Ever really cried your heart out? yeah .&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried yourself to sleep? yeah .&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried on your friend's shoulder? I not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;Ever cried over the opposite sex? yeah yeah .&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry when you get an injury? Depends.&lt;br /&gt;Do certain songs make you cry? Depends~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a happy person? Y&lt;br /&gt;What can make you happy? Food.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you were happier? I said i'm blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Can music make you happy? Hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT ME.&lt;br /&gt;What is your current hair color? Perang. I don't know what it's called in English.&lt;br /&gt;Current piercings? One on each ears.&lt;br /&gt;Have any tattoos? Dah buang tabiat?&lt;br /&gt;Eye color? Dark Brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY WEARING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shirt are you wearing? This shirt from Gap.&lt;br /&gt;Pants? I bought it at Bali. Woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;Shoes? Stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;Necklaces? Mak Cik Bedah only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A GIRL/BOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite eye color? Blue!&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair? Both.&lt;br /&gt;Height? Taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to jail? No. I'm not like that fat guy.&lt;br /&gt;Ran away from home? Never. Where else can i go? Your house maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Thought about suicide? No.&lt;br /&gt;Laughed so hard you cried? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Cried in school? Yes. Why? -&gt; Entah.&lt;br /&gt;Thrown up in a store? No, -.-&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on someone? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Done something really stupid that you still laugh at today? Yeaaahhh, i banged the goalpost. &lt;br /&gt;Seen a dead body? Yes. My grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;Smoked? Passive smoker.&lt;br /&gt;Been on drugs? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke?: Pepsi, healthier choice.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King? Pizza Hut.&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates? Group.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries? Strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies? Meat.&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie? Movies. I love them all.&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums? Drums!&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike? I go for Nike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-7490042562771307604?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7490042562771307604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=7490042562771307604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7490042562771307604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7490042562771307604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-you-ever-heard-of-chicken-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8768856134624763970</id><published>2009-08-24T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:09:53.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Its you and me forever'/><title type='text'>SUGAR~RUSH</title><content type='html'>Today = tiring ! Training was like what theeeeeeeee! The sun was like shining brightly on us. Reached home, collapsed on floor :O , got up, bathed , went to break fast. I drank ALOT! Like seriously. First, it was the mango juice. Then followed by chendol, Ribena, Starfruit juice, Soya milk and right now, I'm drinking Plain water. And I still have not peed O.0 Water tank^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At banquet, saw Jeremy. With his friends. Stupid Pig. Didn't even notice me. And i was like just beside him-.- I'm Sooo observant. Wanna know why? cause I am. I know Jeremy bought a fruit juice also. Dont know what , but its green. GREEN apple maybe? He was wearing Blue shirt. Giordano ! He was using the small red bag he usually does , the watch which he takes out when he writes cause it is uncomfortable . *feeling jealous. I wanna be left-handed *  His friend is wearing this stupid hat. Don't know why. Doesn't even looks like Jason Mraz. This Jason Mraz wannabe smartly queued at the fruits stall instead of the drinks for his soya bean-.- I wonder if he just lived around here. WOAH. Lets stop. My observations  are getting wayy too long. I'll stop here. If only i could be this good in History or English:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate my chewy Juniors. Miss them. Didn't get to buy the Oreo Crunch:( Mum says its too sweet and may lead to diabetes. HELLOOOOO, I already have sugar in my blood. Sugarrush~ Which relates to the presentation we had just now during assembly. Its all about food food and food! ugh! I'm done now. Bye:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8768856134624763970?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8768856134624763970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8768856134624763970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8768856134624763970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8768856134624763970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/sugarrush.html' title='SUGAR~RUSH'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3255961317260378938</id><published>2009-08-22T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:47:15.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First day went fine. It was really boring. Try sitting at home and rot all day with nothing to do. Playing computer doesnt really gives you entertainment. Tv doesn't help much either. Want to eat also cannot. Hey, I eat when I'm bored okay ! Want to go for training, but can't. I don't care. Monday training, I'm sooo gonna come. Die-die must come. My goalkeeper skills are washing away. Must stop it before it drains. The weather is hot. Come on wind. where you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3255961317260378938?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3255961317260378938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3255961317260378938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3255961317260378938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3255961317260378938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-went-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2171312298830829500</id><published>2009-08-21T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T20:43:25.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Fasting'/><title type='text'>Call me up sometime.</title><content type='html'>Today Atiqah didn't came to school. Sad. Was like a lonesome person in class. Turn left, Mimi talking to Aisyah. Turn right, Rusyda talking to Layla. Then me?  Talk to who? God on top? LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math test was , can't be described. I don't know if i do well or not. After school watched the others play hockey. Zikry thought me how to play cards. I won the first round. I didn't even know what i was doing-.- But, what the heck. I won . Yay. For the rest of the rounds , Sabrina wins it all. Of course la! Expert teaching you what .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home and EAT. Come on. I need to Eat as much and lose what i gain for the past year? Lol, crazy . Come on people , fasting starts in a few hours time! Hold your temptation! This means;&lt;br /&gt;-No vulgarities&lt;br /&gt;-No eating and drinking (like duhhhhhh-.-)&lt;br /&gt;-No seeing unrated stuff !&lt;br /&gt;-No DOING unrated stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I'm not sure about the rest. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;JIE LE&lt;/span&gt;, you better be aware of the precautions. If not you can't fast. Hehe. I'm currently teaching Muhammad Jiele malay. Call yourself half-malay! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm bored. Is there anything you have to say/ask? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2171312298830829500?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2171312298830829500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2171312298830829500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2171312298830829500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2171312298830829500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/call-me-up-sometime.html' title='Call me up sometime.'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3431284203571769938</id><published>2009-08-19T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:25:15.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an updated version of my post for the past 6 days(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped on thursday, so friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;SRC training was awesomeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;Nothing&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;Did the normal thing I usually do after school.&lt;br /&gt;Went to OCK, sent people to their respective busses(cheyy)&lt;br /&gt;Then head home. Alone. Obviously, you don't expect Taylor Laurtner to send me home-.-&lt;br /&gt;Reached home, text people.&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Sabrina to cck. Project .&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY (Which is today dumbass-.-)&lt;br /&gt;School was great. IDK why me and Atiqah are soooo hyper today. First, the songs thing. Next the expression thing. That was great^^&lt;br /&gt;" I love you ******  ~"&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out one thing ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(1, 99, 179);"&gt;[20:18] SOFIA!: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;the vice principal from crescent goes to replace northland sec's principal. and northland's principal goes to replace jw's principal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;see, cool  right .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Hi JIELE. Here is your name. Honoured? ^^v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, school without Jeremy may not be the same . But it seems to be very the same for today.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my english sucks. HELPPPP~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3431284203571769938?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3431284203571769938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3431284203571769938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3431284203571769938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3431284203571769938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-765077001788290700</id><published>2009-08-13T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T22:46:19.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Printer has attitude problems'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finals are over. So it turns out that STC won against Sengkang. Was a nice game. Both teams played very well. For the boys, Victoria won:) Which also means i won my $5 bet with my brother^^ WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is such a Bore without Jeremy. Eh piggy, get well soon la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school played hockey . Was Damn HOT! I think i burnt my shoe. Tomorrow the Cboys are having a barbecue. Girls are invited so i won't be saying" not fair" . So which should i go?&lt;br /&gt;SRC tarining or Barbecue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the reasons on why i should go SRC training;&lt;br /&gt;-practice hockey&lt;br /&gt;-learn new tamil words:)&lt;br /&gt;-laugh here, laugh there&lt;br /&gt;-meet Faz and Juliette&lt;br /&gt;-Get home late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the reasons on why i should go for the Barbecue;&lt;br /&gt;-free food^^&lt;br /&gt;-shall eat like there is no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;-The boys will be there to crack up the jokes&lt;br /&gt;-Most probably be home late too.&lt;br /&gt;-At the same time, The boys may think that we , girls are 'extras'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how? which ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-765077001788290700?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/765077001788290700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=765077001788290700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/765077001788290700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/765077001788290700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/finals-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-7918247595322498669</id><published>2009-08-11T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:05:43.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me know~</title><content type='html'>Ruzaini Jafni has to stop making me jealous . I'm not jealous that you watch G.I. Joe okay. Twice -.-&lt;br /&gt;I'm Not okay ! I watched UP in 3-D. More better ah! Can touch the snowflakes and feel the raindrops ah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was alright. After school, went to see the C boys 3rd and 4th placing's match. They won(:  You guys were great. Nice one ah. Don't underestimate them ! *for fatty*   But if next year, for their B div. I don't know la. No words to say. Like I said, Speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the movies which i want to watch. Once it is out of course.&lt;br /&gt;-Fame (!)&lt;br /&gt;-G-Force (cute)&lt;br /&gt;-Band Slam (seems cool)&lt;br /&gt;-Orphan (seems interesting)&lt;br /&gt;-Jennifer's Body ( Megan Fox is in it !)&lt;br /&gt;-The FINAL Destination (NC16:(  3-D leh!!!)&lt;br /&gt;And lot's more. Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasan Bought the phone I wanted ! You should be lucky cause you didn't bought the blue one. Cause if you did, I'm gonna cekik-cekik you ! Haha! kidding^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog again later on. This is so far what i can think of saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-7918247595322498669?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7918247595322498669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=7918247595322498669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7918247595322498669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7918247595322498669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/let-me-know.html' title='Let me know~'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8321063404040046179</id><published>2009-08-10T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:59:24.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH SHIT! LUCAS TILL BIRTHDAY IS TODAY! I ALMOST FORGOT! THANK GOD IT DIDNT REACHED 12 YET. HAPPY BIRTHDAY HOT GUY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8321063404040046179?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8321063404040046179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8321063404040046179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8321063404040046179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8321063404040046179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-shit-lucas-till-birthday-is-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-7448228635642129328</id><published>2009-08-10T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:54:47.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no courage .</title><content type='html'>UP was great! the 3-D effect was awesome . Haha, watched it with farah, zickery , yiting and her boyfriend^^ Had a hard decision on going to a place from this to there. Ended up eating at West Mall. Long time didn't went there. Zikry is a very very crazy guy. Like seriously. My stomach hurts from all that laughing ^^ .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-7448228635642129328?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7448228635642129328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=7448228635642129328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7448228635642129328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7448228635642129328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-courage.html' title='no courage .'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2134672798556808722</id><published>2009-08-09T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:54:33.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blank Blank</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NATIONAL DAY PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE SHALL REMAIN PREETY AND CUTE^^&lt;br /&gt;STAY YOUNG. OH WAIT, LOOK YOUNG :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably won't go anywhere today. Going to be bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, what happened yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Let's start form 12 am . Oh , and thanks Sofia. For everything. Love youuuu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates~&lt;br /&gt;-Happy 9 months to Nabilah And Khairul ! last long ^^&lt;br /&gt;-Farah has cut her hair. can't wait to see it :)&lt;br /&gt;-I am sad. Cant wait to get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2134672798556808722?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2134672798556808722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2134672798556808722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2134672798556808722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2134672798556808722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/blank-blank.html' title='Blank Blank'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1362047179554883358</id><published>2009-08-07T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:11:55.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You people should see this ! FREAKING CUTEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vBXWHDPDGk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1362047179554883358?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1362047179554883358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1362047179554883358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1362047179554883358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1362047179554883358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-people-should-see-this-freaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-194857844143428583</id><published>2009-08-07T14:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:53:55.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Thing Inside .'/><title type='text'>Suddenly.</title><content type='html'>National Day celebration was great. Better then last year. The act was awesome. The best I ever seen. So yeah, after National Day, went to KFC ate the drumlets^^ . Nice . Went to Art Park to meet Farah and others there. So yeah, had a little talk with her. You completely understand how I feel,  twin soul :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to SRC later. Meeting the usual peoples. No free ride when going home. And yay, Finally, Hockey break ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-194857844143428583?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/194857844143428583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=194857844143428583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/194857844143428583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/194857844143428583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/suddenly_06.html' title='Suddenly.'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6159370644519947130</id><published>2009-08-04T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T23:12:54.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No one&apos;s Stopping'/><title type='text'>New Pitch.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Although the boys lost, I think they played really well. They survived the whole game, the extra time but not the penalty. I mean, Come on la. Penalty is like Freaking hard. And you, 32 ! How can you be so good? You didn't even wore the leg guard properly-.- You just got lucky. Basically, Victoria has Top three Hot Guys ^^   64,32,31 . Heeee~  32 is not the vice-captain mind you. And Gerald is a Nice person. I got the wrong impression of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay. Was messaging theresians most of the time. Haha ! After school, as per usual, Me and the papans Went to Jurong point. Walk around. Here and there. Met yiting, Gave hug and thanks for everything:) Head off to home after that. Then message all the way~ Stop till 10. Now Communicating with friends for free. $0.05 not included for a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I better end this before the computer shuts down.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye people:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6159370644519947130?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6159370644519947130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6159370644519947130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6159370644519947130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6159370644519947130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-pitch.html' title='New Pitch.'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-9118603638325474662</id><published>2009-08-02T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T23:30:07.978+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boo hoo'/><title type='text'>Come on dudes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SnWs28mGOXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/iFy0QFX6aTg/s1600-h/lucas-till-myspace-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SnWs28mGOXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/iFy0QFX6aTg/s320/lucas-till-myspace-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365384591060646258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;Lucas Till is hot, handsome and freakingggggggg cuteeeeee! I'm jealous with Taylor Swift and Miley Cyrus. You people kissed him!  You are going to be  19 in a few days time ^^ Come to Singapore le !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the c div boys semi-finals. They are playing against Victoria. I repeat ah, AGAINST  VICTORIA Secondary. Not that i have doubts of you guys. I'm sure you guys will play your very best. And pital, don't be sad. It's not the end of it. Come on Jurong West. Forget about what that fat guy said. You guys are good. Better then how you use to be. Expect the unexpected . Chill. No pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TAN JIE LE IS A GOOD PERSON. HE IS KIND, cute, handsome, AND SUPER-DUPER ATHLETIC AT TIMES. See, I'm letting the whole wide world to know^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done here. Good luck to everyone playing tomorrow:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-9118603638325474662?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9118603638325474662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=9118603638325474662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/9118603638325474662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/9118603638325474662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-on-dudes.html' title='Come on dudes'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SnWs28mGOXI/AAAAAAAAAHs/iFy0QFX6aTg/s72-c/lucas-till-myspace-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-5263481555582191693</id><published>2009-07-30T17:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T17:21:26.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farah knows .'/><title type='text'>Mak cik jual keropok?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You make me fly over &lt;em&gt;zai&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;                                                            You are my shiniest &lt;em&gt;Atiqa&lt;/em&gt;h~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      School was okay. Not going to elaborate. This atiqah and Farzana is having fun destroying my hair-.-  * Laughing really hard right now *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Today is the girls semi-finals. I'm sorry I'm not there to support you guys . Can't wait for the results. But for sure, i will be coming down for your finals (:&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      Aisyah is gonna be my new victim to bully in class. I'm no longer being bullied by Jeremy. Toopid pig -.- Farzana likes to poke/punch/elbowed people's ***** ! Hurts okay!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     If you notice, all the paragraphs has only Two lines. Trying to improve my english. Yeah rightt. Should I or should I not go for Src tomorrow? How sab? You and me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well, goodbye now. I'm off entertaining these two crazy dudettes ^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-5263481555582191693?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5263481555582191693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=5263481555582191693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5263481555582191693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5263481555582191693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/mak-cik-jual-keropok.html' title='Mak cik jual keropok?'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8215219246063327500</id><published>2009-07-20T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:11:15.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you&apos;re cute .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY , I'M UPDATING.&lt;br /&gt;*Hoping this computer wont suddenly shut down*&lt;br /&gt;Well, Cdiv tounament is over. I know. Old news.&lt;br /&gt;So, just now had to do SL project. We are collecting donations for Handicapped Welfare Association.&lt;br /&gt;We collected aloot. Like seriously. In one minute I can get out $1.60 from the tin can. Atiqah gotten lesser. When you want to rob a bank, invite me also:) Who knows I can be a Great help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, YOU! Don't be so sweet can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, HAPPY 6TH MONTHSARY TO ATIQAH AND ZAI!&lt;br /&gt;Now, you can't say that i forgot. Because I remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Short post.&lt;br /&gt;Because I got nothing much to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8215219246063327500?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8215219246063327500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8215219246063327500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8215219246063327500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8215219246063327500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally-im-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-4896789890318398075</id><published>2009-07-03T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:48:52.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TRANSFORMERS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robots in disguise'/><title type='text'>Transformers 2 .</title><content type='html'>The movie was fun. Watched it just now with Farah, Iqah and Lina.&lt;br /&gt;I give it 10/10 canns? The people who acted in the movie are very attractive. Seriously. Both male and female i guess. Oh wait, the female(?) only one. Duhh, megan fox. Well, the Males? There are two, or three that caught my eye. Lets just say that Fergie is very lucky to have Josh Duhamel to Be her husband. Damn lucky eh you.I actually saw you on Las Vegas and other shows and i din't even know your name?! Well, thanks To this movie, i did. You see, Her Husband Caught mine and Farah's eyes. If 'they' can like Amni Musfirah, We can like this guy, and that guy, and so on...&lt;br /&gt;The movie is so worth my money. And its so worth it, that I'm watching it tmrw. Again , with the u14 girls. To celebrate Faz's belated birthday also. So yeah, meet you girls tmr:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with all this Transformers thingy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-4896789890318398075?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4896789890318398075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=4896789890318398075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4896789890318398075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4896789890318398075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformers-2.html' title='Transformers 2 .'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-5428723725465778713</id><published>2009-07-03T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:21:09.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill Joy.</title><content type='html'>You spoiled my mood ass! Omg, I hate you. You didn't know that? Well, if I can, i will just say that directly in your face!  Fvck la! Even couples nowadays dont sent a whole full of lyrics of a song by sms. You think what? I'm a robot is it? Your head la! After i sent it, you said it was the wrong song. UGH! Why you didn't tell it to me earlier? I mean, first, you want me to print it. I did, now type it into your phone?! WHAT THE HELL. And to the girl(s) to whoever you are dating; Fuck off la bitch! Got other attractive young man than him. You blind is it? Or all you care is the money? Cheap people-.- And of all the song?! why must it be that song. Do you know that the song didn't have a fvcking chorus which i can actually copy and paste? I need to write a whole lyric by typing eh. By handphone somemore. Do you know its very troublesome? *letting out my anger *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'skip, skip, skip'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, alot of things happening around today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, HAPPY 14MONTHSARY BESTFRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;I love you BOTH ! We are sooo gonna last long:)&lt;br /&gt;Hehs, cheer up okay. Be happy. I'll be by your side.&lt;br /&gt;Well, both of you guy's side.&lt;br /&gt;Duhh, I have to take care of you both since I'm the oldest.&lt;br /&gt;And the most 'Matured ' one -.-   Yeahhh righttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAZ!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, you're 14 now. So we are equally old okay.&lt;br /&gt;Fair and square. Well lets just say, I enjoy spending timee with you.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, You are one of the hyper-crazy type of friend i had.&lt;br /&gt;:) Well , good luck in life ah friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-5428723725465778713?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5428723725465778713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=5428723725465778713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5428723725465778713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5428723725465778713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/kill-joy.html' title='Kill Joy.'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1995946444540725813</id><published>2009-07-02T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:43:50.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/robots/alexaesthetic/Misc/robots.jpg?o=30" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 418px; height: 239px;" src="http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae287/alexaesthetic/Misc/robots.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says robot don;'t have hearts?&lt;br /&gt;See above. From left to right ; Me, Farah *hehe*, Atiqah, Sabrina, Nabilah, Syiqah "since she is so in love right now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was okay for the past few days i guess. I got my homework done^^v&lt;br /&gt;Science seems to be boring just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me; Eh, ssshh. Aku nak pay attention on science.&lt;br /&gt;Iqah; kkay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1o mins later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me; eh aku ngantok ah. *put heads on the table.*&lt;br /&gt;5 mins later&lt;br /&gt;Iqah ; *looks at me. Then put her head on the table too*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was awoken by Iqah's voice saying its time to take our temperature. Damn, spoil my dream. I was dreaming about MCR, mind you. Of all the bands. It was quite funny actually. Anyway my classmate who sat infront of me, her temperature was 39.4 . Whoah, so she was like sent back home. She sit in front of me leh. I don't want to get fever again. Anyway, after school headed to Jurong Point. *skip, skip, skip* Reach Art PArk and study/talk/listening to songs/daydreaming and more talking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to be said. I'm bored. Jeremy is a Pig.  And I'm getting more bored by each minute. So how tomorrow? Is it just gonna be me, Farah and Lina? You guys? Wtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1995946444540725813?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1995946444540725813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1995946444540725813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1995946444540725813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1995946444540725813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae287/alexaesthetic/Misc/th_robots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8480170986514537619</id><published>2009-07-01T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:10:24.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream on.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That I left unspoken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo! school was okay today.&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8480170986514537619?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8480170986514537619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8480170986514537619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8480170986514537619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8480170986514537619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-would-trade-give-away-all-words-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6899658243728620953</id><published>2009-06-30T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:22:29.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DIDNT FORGET OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 1 YEAR AND 11 MONTHS &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MANNISARY&lt;/span&gt; BESTFRIEND !!!!&lt;br /&gt;and yes, you too ryan^^v&lt;br /&gt;COOL RIGHT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6899658243728620953?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6899658243728620953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6899658243728620953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6899658243728620953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6899658243728620953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-didnt-forget-okay-happy-1-year-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8270670913592368483</id><published>2009-06-30T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:22:54.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Badchoice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t . Bad choice'/><title type='text'>You tegor me, You die.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;s&gt;First&lt;/s&gt; Second day of school is okay. The new english teacher seems nice. And since i miss out yesterday, I missed Home econ lesson. Which I heard the teacher was no-fun at all? Yeah, she seems to be the stuck-up type. I want kelly! I don't care. She's the best Home Ec Teacher i ever had. Duh, I had only two term of Home Ec. And it is obviously her-.-  Mr Ong didn't came today. What? You also got the flu? Yvonne! Come back! I miss you. But at the same time I'm soooo jealous of you. How can you sleep in class all the way and still score so high for your maths? I mean, You are like one of the 5 or 7 peoples out of my class who pass eh! Change brain with me. But , to think back. Don't. I will think about Basketball instead of Hockey then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music was fun. That movie was very nice. And i love that song.&lt;br /&gt;*POP* goes my heart~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;After school? Had a talk. Not the kind of 'talk' where it is about H1N1 all that. It's just a talk. Not a serious one. And PLEASE LAH!!!  HOW CAN I EXPLAIN THIS TO YOU GUYS??!!! oh yah, love can't be explained. ohhh, wait. Not LOVE! I DONT LOVE HIM!  I seriously don't know how to explain this to you guys. Don't even say that i like him. Cause, i dont! I don't okay! When it comes to this you guys don't wanna be on my side. Be on the evil side. Yes! Agreeing that i should like him is the evil side . The evil side says i should . The good side which i am on it, says i should not. And i ahouldn't . You know, i don't want to get my hopes high and all that. So please don't make me. Please.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, this is for the 10 and more people who agrees on the 'thing'. You what it is lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not mad at you guys or what. Just, you know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Anyway, in about few more minutes time, its gonna be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:arial;" &gt;NICOLE'S 14TH BIRTHDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! GOOD LUCK IN EVERYTHING . AND THAT INCLUDES THE MATCH! OKAY WAIT, I THINK I WILL NEED THAT . HAHA, IF YOU SCORE YOU KNOW WHAT IM GONNA DO WITH YOU. SAYO GOODBYE TO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt; JOHNSON &lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;" &gt; Christopher Drew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;heees, im done now:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8270670913592368483?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8270670913592368483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8270670913592368483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8270670913592368483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8270670913592368483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-tegor-me-you-die.html' title='You tegor me, You die.'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3282442017857263297</id><published>2009-06-28T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:52:51.507+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Don&apos;t speak'/><title type='text'>You changed my world with just one smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkcB3h9om9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/PSfwQQlBIyA/s1600-h/seriouslywirtext008.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkcB3h9om9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/PSfwQQlBIyA/s320/seriouslywirtext008.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352248735674440658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hello there. Just got back from the Clinic. The clinic opens at 8.30 am , But the doctor came at 9.30am. Cool right. I got ticket number 19:) yay. But i had to wait for two hours. It was sooo long. While waiting, me and mum had breakfast. Finished breakfst the queue number was 6. What the hell. So after hours of waiting, and waiting, it was finally my turn. Well the pesakit before me had to wear the face mask like me too . Like we got sars like that. When he came out, he had an injection. I was like so scared. So i told my mum " Iya, tak nak injection. Iya nye last injection biler p6. Sakit tao. Ma, Iya tak naaak. Iya nak ubat.Tak nak injection." Then my mum was like, " aiyoh, tak tau. ."  In the end, my number was called. Stupid lah, before i went out from the house my temperature was 36.8 . Reach there 37.9 . Big difference sia. And i don't even feel sick-.- The doctor is very cute, friendly and quite fat. He gave me candy somemore^^. And no injections, Double the happy. I received 2 days mc form school. One week excuse from physical training. What the hell? Its fever. Not cancer. I was at first soo happy that i get to miss out P.E. lessons but then i remembered my hockey tournament. Which is on friday. It moved. And first match is against teck whye. More stupid. Why teck whye? Of all the schools. Giving me a hell lot of pressure only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for schooool! I wanna go . By tuesday i will go school. Because by then i think i will be so cured till I can carry 'The Rock'. Heh, kidding. I misss MY classmates!!!&lt;br /&gt;-I miss eating sweets at the back.&lt;br /&gt;-I miss sleeping at the back.&lt;br /&gt;-I miss Talking about random stuffs at the back.&lt;br /&gt;-I miss Sharon, Joyce, Jie le and I myself can't believe I'm saying this, but, I miss jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;A little bit only. You don't deserve alot. Pig.&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, i miss bestfriends^^. Didn't spent quite alot of time this june holidays.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, alot of misses are need to let out. I miss the hockey boys. Long time didn't see you guys. When was the last time? Forget it. What matters most i will be seeing you guys on tuesday. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3282442017857263297?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3282442017857263297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3282442017857263297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3282442017857263297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3282442017857263297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-changed-my-world-with-just-one.html' title='You changed my world with just one smile'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkcB3h9om9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/PSfwQQlBIyA/s72-c/seriouslywirtext008.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-991978188240936554</id><published>2009-06-28T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T00:40:24.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm doing this because im very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules and regulation of the tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 20 people must do unless you don't have a blog or no time. Write the names of 20 friends you can think of in your head, And then answer the questions. After doing this, tag your 20 lucky friends to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nur Atiqah&lt;br /&gt;2. Nur Amalina&lt;br /&gt;3. Nur Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;4. Farah Haidah&lt;br /&gt;5. Ruzaini Jafni&lt;br /&gt;6. Syed Syahmi&lt;br /&gt;7. Muhammad Zikry&lt;br /&gt;8. Muhammad Faisal&lt;br /&gt;9. Siti Nabilah&lt;br /&gt;10. Khairul Anwar&lt;br /&gt;11. Liew Yiting&lt;br /&gt;12. Nur Azieana&lt;br /&gt;13. Nurul Amirah&lt;br /&gt;14. Nur Farzana&lt;br /&gt;15. Nicole Sarah&lt;br /&gt;16. Nurul Sofia Atikah&lt;br /&gt;17. Fazyani&lt;br /&gt;18. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;19. Zira Ismail&lt;br /&gt;20. Azahari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet 7, Zikry?&lt;br /&gt;Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if 15, Lim Kwok Ken and i had never met?&lt;br /&gt;I would have never like ' Never Shoput Never'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if 20,Azahari and 1, Nur Atiqah dated?&lt;br /&gt;Not possible. Atiqah is dating zai. She won't cheat on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you seen 17, Fazyani cried?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would 4, Farah Haidah and 16, Nurul Sofia atikah make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;Never ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think 11, Liew Yiting is attractive?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah, very^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's 2, Nur Amalina favourite colour?&lt;br /&gt;She likes black. White also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When was the last time you talked to 9, Siti Nabilah?&lt;br /&gt;IDK, i think our last school training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What languages does 8, Nuhd Faisal speaks?&lt;br /&gt;Just what I speaks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who is 13, Nurl Amirah going out with?&lt;br /&gt;You serious? You want me to tell it here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Would you ever date 17, Fazyani?&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I'll pass. Let (insertname) have her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where does 18, Ryan live?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I forgot. I really need to update with this people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What's the best thing about 10, Khairul Anwar?&lt;br /&gt;Well, he can be unfunny at times and very funnny at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What would you like to tell 3, Nur Sabrina right now?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sureee? Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What's the best thing about 20, Azahari ?&lt;br /&gt;What a hard question. IDK. I'll find the answer soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever kissed 2, Nur Amalina?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What's the best memory you have of 5, Ruzaini Jafni?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Alooot. Haha, thanks for the memories^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When’s the next time u gonna see 9, Siti Nabilah?&lt;br /&gt;The next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How is 7, Muhammad Zikry from 6, Syed Syahmi?&lt;br /&gt;One is very fun to talk too. The other is very kepo and likes to read my inbox messages-.- Go die lah you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you gotten into trouble with 8, Muhammad Faisal?&lt;br /&gt;No i think. Soon maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you give 19, Zira Ismail a hug?&lt;br /&gt;Who me? sureee. Everyone deserves a hug^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. When have you lied to 3, Nur Sabrina?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Is 12, Nur Azieana good at socializing?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you know a secret about 16, Nurul Sofia Atikah?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.Describe the relationship between 12, Nur Azieana and 8, Muhammad Faisal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School mates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.What's the best thing about your friendship with 9, Siti Nabilah?&lt;br /&gt;We "SAPUUU" the balls away^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What's the worst thing about 4, Farah Haidah ?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know? She laughs uncontrollably. There's alot of things about her which are hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you have a crush on 12, Nur Azieana?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. She too pretty to resist leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. How long have you known 2, Nur Amalina?&lt;br /&gt;since Primary 4. or was it 5? Anyway it was long enough to make me cherish her^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does 11, Liew Yiting have any girlfriend/boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Not suuureee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you wanted to punch 1, Nur Atiqah in the face?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I don't punch. And i never hurt her. Well accidentally, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Have 20, Azahari saw your parents before?&lt;br /&gt;Nope-.-&lt;br /&gt;33. How did you meet 8, Muhammad Faisal?&lt;br /&gt;Happens to go in the same school. Same cca. Same hockey position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Did you ever accidentally physically hurt 13, Nurul Amirah?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Did you live close to 16, Nurul Sofia Atikah?&lt;br /&gt;No. Commonwealth and Jurong West is not that near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What's 8, Muhammad Faisal's favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;I got no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. What kind of car does 7, Muhammad Zikry have?&lt;br /&gt;I know what he wants for a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Have you ever travelled anywhere with 3, Nur Sabrina before?&lt;br /&gt;Kl trip. Last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. If you gave 15, Nicole a $100 ,What would he/she spent on?&lt;br /&gt;Something for &lt;s&gt;Johnson&lt;/s&gt; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Have you dreamed about 14, Nur Farzana before?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-991978188240936554?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/991978188240936554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=991978188240936554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/991978188240936554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/991978188240936554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-doing-this-because-im-very-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-5048882894787549513</id><published>2009-06-27T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:39:47.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkYas1QxfHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yEfNpzSnoUo/s1600-h/sun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkYas1QxfHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yEfNpzSnoUo/s320/sun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994564690410610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, look. The sun gonna hit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so slow. Now then i will talk about Michael Jackson's death. I seriously is soo outdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I didn't know he was 50 years old. Was expecting younger.&lt;br /&gt;- I didn't know he convert into Islam. Was very shocked.&lt;br /&gt;-I didn't know he had a wife.&lt;br /&gt;-I didn't know that most of his songs are actually nice.&lt;br /&gt;Now, i want to know why he did that surgery?&lt;br /&gt;Why so much comments are being made after he had that surgery?&lt;br /&gt;I think he looks better dark. Anyway, what's done is done. RIP yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now. A proper post. Basically, i didn't get to go to that AYG opening *preview* because of this fever. I was really thinking that it will be all better by this morning, but no. My temperature was still 38.0 . I don't think its that high. And my body seriously got weird temperaure.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i took it was 38.5 . At night , it was 38.0 . The next morning still the same. one hour before going to school it was 38.0 -.- I seriously wanted to go. One hour after the bus from school left, 36.5 . Wtf right? I was seriously bored at home , so i took my temperature like every 2-3 hours? Now, it's 36.7 . This body is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just drink 'air badak' . It doesn't really taste much difference to plain water.  I think tmr, i will be going delta. To take my keeper bag since the stupid trip was cancelled and i didn't brought it back home that day. C div tournament is next Wednesday. Me scared? pfft , yeah right. IM GOD DAMN SCARED! Pressure, pressure. Go away! I think this is worse than taking exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think never shout never are nice. their songs are veryy nice. So is All Time Low. They are greaaat! Thanks ah nicole. You and your &lt;s&gt;Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br/&gt; i mean christopher drew^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-5048882894787549513?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5048882894787549513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=5048882894787549513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5048882894787549513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5048882894787549513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/eh-look.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkYas1QxfHI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yEfNpzSnoUo/s72-c/sun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-4143344032622257067</id><published>2009-06-25T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:22:00.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality is something you rise above^^</title><content type='html'>I will be missing this peoples over the next 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkLn17puG0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/iOSHWWr14b4/s1600-h/sabrina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 128px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkLpkwceG-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/P1Y3VdXc2pw/s320/eana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351096124958448610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkLp3CuPMZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sv1muK3Xd9k/s1600-h/mim+i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkLp3CuPMZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/sv1muK3Xd9k/s320/mim+i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351096439102452114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And others which i cant find your photos because i was in a rush. Sorry^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;ANYWAY, HAPPY ADVANCE FIVE MONTHSARY TO FARAH AND ZICKERY:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, can't wish you guys tmr. Will be going out in a few hours time. And I'm still sick. Just now morning got slight fever. I tried everything to cool it down. I ate panadols *yuck*. vitamins and drink gallons of water. (fake ony. about 1 1/2 cup?) I really don't know what to expect when i get to msia. Mum is still not at home. I can't leave the house, unless she came back. Hurrryyyyy. My tagboard seems to be very active yeah nowadays. nevermind. Keep it Active ! I don't want it to be dead when i get home on sunday. Anw, Mr ong just called me to ask, whether i got go other countries this holidays. Where did he get my house number? I thought it was the old one. Nvm, must start being good in class now that he has my telephone number. If not, complain here and there. Okay im done here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSS MEEEEE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-4143344032622257067?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4143344032622257067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=4143344032622257067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4143344032622257067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4143344032622257067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/reality-is-something-you-rise-above.html' title='Reality is something you rise above^^'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkLn17puG0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/iOSHWWr14b4/s72-c/sabrina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3831504276430843878</id><published>2009-06-25T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:43:47.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupid Survey. Was bored. Just wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;1. If your doctor told you TODAY that you were pregnant, what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right. Sooo Fake lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you trust all of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;I guess, Well No one will know if they lie or telling the truth. so It depends .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;If its gonna be really worthwhile, then why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Can you make a dollar in change right now?&lt;br /&gt;Ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Which one of your friends do you think would make the best doctor?&lt;br /&gt;No idea. So far as i known, none of them really wants to be a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you afraid of falling in love?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is there someone who pops into your mind at random times?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Whats your favourite scar?&lt;br /&gt;None .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When was the last time you flew in a plane?&lt;br /&gt;IDK. My dad says i once went to jakarta by plane. But i don't remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What did the last text message you sent say?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, kkay. Don't worry. Be happy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What features do you find most attractive in the preferred sex?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Fill in the blank:&lt;br /&gt;Hi.Im Zira. You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is a goal would you like to accomplish in the near future?&lt;br /&gt;Good Results. Achieve what i want to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you were to wake up from being in a coma for an extended time who would you call?&lt;br /&gt;Parents, I think. Or maybe the first person came into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How many kids do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;2, I got no idea. Too young to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would you make a good parent?&lt;br /&gt; I think I'll suck LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Where was your profile picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;What profile picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Whats your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;Its between Bte or Mohd. Like seriously. My name is Zora Bte Mohd Ismail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Honestly, whats on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;Alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;February^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Who will be the maid of honour/ best man in your wedding??&lt;br /&gt;TWO maid of honour and TWO best man. My bestfriend(s) and their Boyfriend(s).&lt;br /&gt;24. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;clothes. Not relevant to answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Righty or Lefty?&lt;br /&gt;Righty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Best place to eat?&lt;br /&gt;Place with food that I like to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite jeans?&lt;br /&gt;idk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite animal?&lt;br /&gt;well, I find hamsters cute. wait, what type of animals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Favorite juice?&lt;br /&gt;minute maid? hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have you had the chicken pox?&lt;br /&gt;NO! im clean^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Have you had a sore throat?&lt;br /&gt;Im having it right now. It sucks .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Ever had a bar fight?&lt;br /&gt;Underage, not worth to fight for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who knows you the best?&lt;br /&gt;I got no idea. I think, even I don't know myself too well .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Shoe size?&lt;br /&gt;7?8?&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you wear contact lenses or glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Ever been in a fight with your pet?&lt;br /&gt;yeah. she bit my hand):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Been to Mexico?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. H1N1 started there. soooooo not gonna go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Did you buy something today?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Did you get sick today?&lt;br /&gt;Not so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you miss someone today?&lt;br /&gt;Yes:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Did you get in a fight with someone today?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. When is the last time you had a massage??&lt;br /&gt;hahah, idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Last person to lay in your bed?&lt;br /&gt;me? or was it my brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44 . Last person to see you cry?&lt;br /&gt;No one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Myself? stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. What was the last TV show you watched.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Montana .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. What are your plans for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;will be off at JB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Who do you think will re-post this?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Who was the last person you hung out with?&lt;br /&gt;Hockey-mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. If your significant other asked you to marry them TODAY what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;"ARE YOU FOR REAL?! Im only 14. Letme enjoy first can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3831504276430843878?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3831504276430843878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3831504276430843878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3831504276430843878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3831504276430843878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3927871327257187354</id><published>2009-06-24T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:36:47.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WALAO'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HELP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkHXN5oyBjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/w7gyiHMg1I4/s1600-h/f5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkHXN5oyBjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/w7gyiHMg1I4/s320/f5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350794466103002674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got training later. Purposely late. Damn tired lah. Just now had a friendly with the SP boys. We won? Aiya,  don't care la. Their girls are better then the boys. After the friendly, I happily took off my keeper pad. 5 seconds later , Ishak said " Zira, wear back your pads." I was like " stupid la. just now don't want to tell earlier. So yeah, i took the trouble wearing it back fast as i thought the friendly against siling was about to start. It ended up, the ball didn't even touch my leg during the game. Okay, maybe once. But still? I wasted my energy standing at the goalpost waiting for the ball to come. Halfway through the match i feel like i just want to say to Ishak " Coach, I can Remove the pads now?" . Seriously the match was damn long. It was almost like one hour. Imagine that. Without a break. Haiyo. I even got a blister on my thigh for just wearing it too long. And atiqah, tea tree oil is not painful. Hah, was just exagerrating just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the match, Farah, Atiqah, Farz, Sabrina and me went to have our lunch. It was okay . Quite full. And since we are tired, planned to go for u14 training late. I think we are going to be very late. I mean we are meeting Atiqah at jurong east at 4. The training STARTS at 4. But I don't care . It's just training. Not match. Hah. Anyway , I will be buying my shoe later on ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, going to Johore. I don't know what to expect. Will malaysia play good? Will WE play good? Will we win at least a match? Can I save the balls? Can i? CAN I? OMG, Pressure ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3927871327257187354?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3927871327257187354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3927871327257187354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3927871327257187354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3927871327257187354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-got-training-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SkHXN5oyBjI/AAAAAAAAAGU/w7gyiHMg1I4/s72-c/f5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2911982282834082114</id><published>2009-06-22T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:45:48.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Showing how much i care for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I am bored. So this is nothing. Just to kill time/boredom .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAQIR IS HOT!&lt;br /&gt;ASHRIQ IS HOTTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;SILAS IS JUST PLAIN CUTE^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Azahari? Well, he is not afraid to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2911982282834082114?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2911982282834082114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2911982282834082114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2911982282834082114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2911982282834082114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/showing-how-much-i-care-for.html' title='Showing how much i care for.'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6263132581979568786</id><published>2009-06-20T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T16:28:08.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need A Rude Boy</title><content type='html'>Hello. Will be a short post, cause I will be going out soon. Will be back by tomorrow morning?&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna go for today's match. Singapore versus Malaysia i think? Anyway, Can't go . Because got this stupid barbecue thingy. So toooooooooooooooooooo bbbbbbbbbbbaaaaaaaaadddddd:(&lt;br /&gt;AND, Syiqah, rest well. Thanks to you we went back home by taxi:) heh.  Well, going off now.&lt;br /&gt;BYEEEEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6263132581979568786?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6263132581979568786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6263132581979568786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6263132581979568786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6263132581979568786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-rude-boy.html' title='I Need A Rude Boy'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2147824069826482943</id><published>2009-06-19T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T02:09:17.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TO THAT PERSON, PLEASE EH.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT YOU READ HERE, STAYS HERE.&lt;br /&gt;I'M ALREADY SO PAISEH YOU READING MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2147824069826482943?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2147824069826482943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2147824069826482943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2147824069826482943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2147824069826482943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/to-that-person-please-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2411175740249793402</id><published>2009-06-18T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:11:54.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Following Brim&apos;s footsteps maybe?'/><title type='text'>Hah. Singapore Hockey players .</title><content type='html'>Yaya. Singapore players makes me go crazy . I know. Yesterday, one of my best night ever! Well, although they lost against russia, they are still good to me. I mean, "If you are not good, how come you are selected?"  right? . Brian is gooooooooooooooooood^^ Like very. Hah, wait and see, i will be like him someday. Soon ah. Not now. Hmm, lets see. Baqir is hot. Fine fine. He is. happy? Lets make you more happy : BAQIR ASALI IS DAMN HOOOOOOT! But he can't win ashriq. I only like the way he smiles. Well, not only baqir is hot, the rest of the players are also hot. But balu? different story. Tu ade siket nye kurang ajar but then, at least i asked for your auto-graph. So you won't fell a bit hurt or what. But yesterday night, i think i sleep with a smile on my face . Must be really happy then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now morning, had school training. Friendly match with  SP. The game went well? I think so. But when the vulgaraties started to pop out, Quite shocking. I mean, look at farah. Not the tallest person on the team but, there she is fighting against this SP player. It was quite funny actually. From serious it became to all laugh here, laugh there. Had a talk with coach just now. About sticks and shoes and whatsoever. He really needs to learn to laugh out loud. Never hear it before. I need a shoe! A hockey shoe that will last long. That can be with me for a long-term relationship. Through the ups and the downs. Wow. The way i talk as if im referring to my boyfriend. Hah. well I think im gonna sleep soooon. Training tomorrow at 9. At ccab. why? why not hockey village? Isn't that nearer?? UGH, Ishak's attitude. Only god knows how. BYEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2411175740249793402?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2411175740249793402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2411175740249793402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2411175740249793402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2411175740249793402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/hah-singapore-hockey-players.html' title='Hah. Singapore Hockey players .'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-4768892433170938937</id><published>2009-06-14T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T01:17:21.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Farah wants to know what I chat with "Sun"  ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;FORGET IT! ITS TOO PRIVATE. And long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-4768892433170938937?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4768892433170938937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=4768892433170938937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4768892433170938937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4768892433170938937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/farah-wants-to-know-what-i-chat-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6467281454748502535</id><published>2009-06-11T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:25:28.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness tomorrow .'/><title type='text'>Erm, No title?</title><content type='html'>Just now's match , singapore against poland. It was very CLOSE! why must the poland guy score last minute during that penalty?! Why? Nevermind. You guys played well. But I am mad at that Poland team. They won, which means Alot of fitness training tomorrow. Stupid Ishak ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;" If Singapore loses, your fitness training will be more tiring"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"eh coach, Not fair eh like this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;"Singapore players are stupid ! They should put in more skillfull players like Mr Ishak . He is Verryyyy Skillful and talented. When he Smile ah, fuuuh, So handsome^^  So how coach? Don't need fitness ah tomorrow . Heh^^"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Oh so you think you can bribe me. So wrong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6467281454748502535?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6467281454748502535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6467281454748502535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6467281454748502535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6467281454748502535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/erm-no-title.html' title='Erm, No title?'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2533931052890870954</id><published>2009-06-10T01:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T01:27:59.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to use facebook now. And yeah, just now i found quite alot of people that i know there. Okay, not quite alot, its like ALOOOOOT! like seriously. I found alot of hockey people facebook. And, i agree. Facebook is wayyyyyyyyy much more cooler than friendster. firstly, friendster sucks at loading. the connection is damn slow. Facebook got games and all the stuff that friendster doesn't. Wow. Am I like promoting Facebook or what? Anw, I found Baqir's facebook. Yes, baqir. The Guy that Faz says is sooooooooo hot. But no. Ashriq is hotter. Right juliette? Haha. U14 girls are like seriously crazy about the singapore hockey guys. Some baqir, Alot Ashriq. But I'll stick to Silas. heh. Sylus .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 1 am plus in the morning. And I am not sleepy. Tomorrow morning somemore got training. Hopefully E-shark is back. I miss him, very . "biler die takde, kiteorang rindu. Biler ader, benci dier." Haiyoo. Thats it for today. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2533931052890870954?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2533931052890870954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2533931052890870954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2533931052890870954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2533931052890870954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/facebook.html' title='facebook'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8476338212874813315</id><published>2009-06-06T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:59:44.159+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='that sidekick guy'/><title type='text'>poems.Nineteen!</title><content type='html'>Basically i got nothing to do. So Zai kept on asking me my favourite numbers. Which turns out to be poems i think? so here is all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 19:&lt;br /&gt;I thought love was just a mirage of the mind,&lt;br /&gt;it's an illusion, it's fake, impossible to find.&lt;br /&gt;But the day I met you, I began to see,&lt;br /&gt;that love is real, and exists in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 8:&lt;br /&gt;Your lips speak soft sweetness&lt;br /&gt;Your touch a cool caress&lt;br /&gt;I am lost in your magic&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats within your chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you each morning&lt;br /&gt;And dream of you each night&lt;br /&gt;I think of your arms being around me&lt;br /&gt;And cannot express my delight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never have I fallen&lt;br /&gt;But I am quickly on my way&lt;br /&gt;You hold a heart in your hands&lt;br /&gt;That has never before been given away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 27:&lt;br /&gt;A path winding across the horizon&lt;br /&gt;over mountains, across seas&lt;br /&gt;through blue skies and gray&lt;br /&gt;never ceasing, continuous.&lt;br /&gt;My love for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 3:&lt;br /&gt; If I could have just one wish,&lt;br /&gt;I would wish to wake up everyday&lt;br /&gt;to the sound of your breath on my neck,&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of your lips on my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;the touch of your fingers on my skin,&lt;br /&gt;and the feel of your heart beating with mine...&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I could never find that feeling&lt;br /&gt;with anyone other than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;number 11:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so deeply,&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much,&lt;br /&gt;I love the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;And the way that we touch.&lt;br /&gt;I love your warm smile&lt;br /&gt;And your kind, thoughtful way,&lt;br /&gt;The joy that you bring&lt;br /&gt;To my life every day.&lt;br /&gt;I love you today&lt;br /&gt;As I have from the start,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll love you forever&lt;br /&gt;With all of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats it. Oh, my brother is like making me love old songs? I mean, although they are very old and slow type of music, I find it very sweet. The words that is.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be going to sengkang stadium for the first match . And , I am nervous. Like seriously. you people should know why . But, i must be like very the relax. Must Chill Chill yknow?!  farah is like very the chaotic just now. Had fun taking the picture. Muker sume hancor sia. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;opps, im done^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8476338212874813315?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8476338212874813315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8476338212874813315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8476338212874813315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8476338212874813315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/poemsnineteen.html' title='poems.Nineteen!'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8614047246182404605</id><published>2009-06-06T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:29:50.742+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Onelove'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eight'/><title type='text'>opening ceremonies are kinda boring .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh, i am happy. I am god damn happy.Went to Sengkang Stadium just now. They had the JWC opening ceremony.At first there are like aloooot of performances.None attracts my attention though.I was so saddened. At first. Well, he was NOT there. was expecting him to come.Then like half-way through the ceremony, he came. my eyes caught him from a very far direction.And it is like, the rain ran away and all my sunny sides come^^And to my friend, yani! Why must you disturb me? why??!i was damn paiseh yknow! Its like the whole stadium can know I like him just because of your shouting.hehs. if only i could just dissapear on the spot because of my shyness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh (insetname), you make me crazy. get off the subject then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well tomorrow got school training. And U-14 training. school training starts at 9-11. Whereas U-14 training is 11-1. How to go like this? Whatever. Will find a way. GOD! i miss Ishak. When youre goneeeeeeeeeee, I miss seeing your crooked teeth. Because its so hard to see you smile with you oh-so shiny teeth. Weeks are looong okay. I think i like Ishak more than Sunil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dad, come home soon. Not that i miss you or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;who knows you kahwin lain. takle cakap.&lt;br /&gt;old people are very flirtatious.&lt;br /&gt;*such word*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8614047246182404605?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8614047246182404605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8614047246182404605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8614047246182404605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8614047246182404605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/opening-ceremonies-are-kinda-boring.html' title='opening ceremonies are kinda boring .'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6065934258957342184</id><published>2009-06-05T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:00:53.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>pital and lina's birthday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PITAL!&lt;br /&gt;MY FRIEND THAT LIKES BLUE SOMUCH&lt;br /&gt;(ASAL TAK NAK KAHWIN SKALI NGAN BLUE) OH YAH. GOT 'F'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And since like a few more minutes will be Lina's birthday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AH BESTFRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;OMG, ILY !&lt;br /&gt;For like almost four years of friendship!&lt;br /&gt;Thats long mannnnnnnnnnnnn! i never regretted for having a best friend like you!&lt;br /&gt;you're the best damn thing^^  checheche.&lt;br /&gt;-May you last long with Ryan&lt;br /&gt;-May you Stay well, Live well, Smile well, Love well , Laugh well and evrything ah welll!&lt;br /&gt;and bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;i am very the sorry if your birthday there will be no celebration much.&lt;br /&gt;Because i am seriously have no money. My dad was away.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. its hard for me to get the money.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if there is no cake, no celebration.&lt;br /&gt;but here's a birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;i'll sing it tomorrow kay. with my beautiful voice. *tk dapat ah*&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And may korang nye wishes sume came true ookay.&lt;br /&gt;pital, may you get farzana.&lt;br /&gt;Lina may you get  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alex Evans&lt;/span&gt;. cheche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6065934258957342184?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6065934258957342184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6065934258957342184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6065934258957342184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6065934258957342184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/06/pital-and-linas-birthday.html' title='pital and lina&apos;s birthday.'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6153612000804083310</id><published>2009-05-28T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:43:01.835+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hope for'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A better Father'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This will be a somesort private post. so yeah:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To (insertname)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing i wanna say to you, "Fuck YOU ah"&lt;br /&gt;All she ask is for money for the medical fees.&lt;br /&gt;And you said what?&lt;br /&gt;"hmph, pergi mampos lah, cerai pon takper"&lt;br /&gt;eh fuck lah ! you got $350 in your pocket.&lt;br /&gt;She is only asking for a $100. Is that alot?!&lt;br /&gt;ugh, when i ask for money to top-up my prepaid,&lt;br /&gt;you gave.&lt;br /&gt;eh, i know you love me the most as your daughter.&lt;br /&gt;so? you love me too much until you don't love your own wife anymore ah?&lt;br /&gt;i know out there, there are more preetier girls than her.&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean you can turn your back on her.&lt;br /&gt;eh, too bad ah you love me more.&lt;br /&gt;because, i had NEVER love you as much i love my mom.&lt;br /&gt;No one can replace her. So if you think of really divorcing with her one day,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gladly to wish your life will be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;phew! i finally let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm done now .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6153612000804083310?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6153612000804083310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6153612000804083310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6153612000804083310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6153612000804083310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-will-be-somesort-private-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-4257708801466614552</id><published>2009-05-26T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:15:55.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ishak looking good.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/ShvbBV1MRDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EGarI3xPOdk/s1600-h/sunshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 93px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/ShvbBV1MRDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EGarI3xPOdk/s320/sunshine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340102599264453682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Heh. Hello:)&lt;br /&gt;Looong time never update. But here I am !&lt;br /&gt;Brother went out to get his passport or what to be done.&lt;br /&gt;Im really gonna miss him if he ace that interview and will start working as an air steward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday 6 a-side, no words to say. I'll just work harder.&lt;br /&gt;This  Saturday. 4 A-side , please give us a chance. Preeety Pleasee.&lt;br /&gt;Just now, Bestfriend didn't came to school. Felt so lonely without her.&lt;br /&gt;She is okay now. So she will accompany me for tomorrow's heritage trail!&lt;br /&gt;In case it will be boring, I do not want to die of Boredom there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's date rings a bell. Wonder what it is.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, forget it. I can't crack my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I find the picture above "attractive" ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Im currently in love with Kris Allen. I dont know why (?)&lt;br /&gt;heh, I just find Adam Lambert a good singer/gay.&lt;br /&gt;and, Kris Allen, "Why go married so early. You are just twenty-three yknow. Still young.&lt;br /&gt;Well, now i know why Adam Lambert is twenty-seven but not yet married" heh. *no offence to his fans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my post is getting too long. I'll end it here.&lt;br /&gt;Good night .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-4257708801466614552?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4257708801466614552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=4257708801466614552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4257708801466614552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4257708801466614552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/ShvbBV1MRDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/EGarI3xPOdk/s72-c/sunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-4170088330048347453</id><published>2009-05-05T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:12:47.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='please shine down on me ^^'/><title type='text'>mr sun^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hellloooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its tuesday. Had pe just now. while two stupid desperate &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(for money)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Monsters came in my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;They ransacked my best friend and my classmate's bag. and yeah, they got not-for-&lt;s&gt;stealing&lt;/s&gt; sale items. Stupid poor pigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;May you get swine flu ah eh. Heh. As if it was my phone. Im addicted to csi, you see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kirekn, upcoming investigator ah. thats my ambition yknow!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The swine flu has spreaded till hong kong. Anytime it will come to Singapore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mr Ng's Words).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hmm, first it was the mad-cow disease. i think (?) then bird flu. so many animals flu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;erm. from now on. I, Zira Bte Mohd Ismail will sing the "mr sun song" before hockey training or anytime i will feel like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ricardo is a horny &lt;s&gt;bastard&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; person in class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;~I miss Sitting at the back of the class.&lt;br /&gt;~ I miss having picnic at the back of class&lt;br /&gt;~ I miss eating the chocs/sweets that sharon bought.&lt;br /&gt;~I do not miss the time i choke on MnM . heh..&lt;br /&gt;~I miss sharon, joyce , &lt;s&gt;jeremy&lt;/s&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Im done .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-4170088330048347453?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4170088330048347453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=4170088330048347453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4170088330048347453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4170088330048347453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-sun.html' title='mr sun^^'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-7799255813922744690</id><published>2009-04-20T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:55:59.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sylus^^'/><title type='text'>you gonna get bored with sylus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SexGc0QE9GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Pfq-Laq8eTM/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SexGc0QE9GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Pfq-Laq8eTM/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326709920148812898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  insert atiqah's picture above^^         &lt;br /&gt;updated. mye  coming soon.  haven't revise! ahh! need to learnt almost everything in a few days time!&lt;br /&gt;need to have more study group with the normal FOUR. i emphasis on the FOUR because, there is four. not FIVE.&lt;br /&gt;that prawn is out. chey, kidding only  . every Sunday ah eh. sengkanggggggg! why i suddenly say sengkang?&lt;br /&gt;huh? OMG! im wishing src to come soon. so can see sylus. SAYAAANNNNNNGGGGGGG ATIQAH and LINAA^^&lt;br /&gt;zai? blh lah.. hehe. jgn marah eh, i know you gonna read this eh bapok. im done .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-7799255813922744690?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7799255813922744690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=7799255813922744690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7799255813922744690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7799255813922744690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-gonna-get-bored-with-sylus.html' title='you gonna get bored with sylus'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SexGc0QE9GI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Pfq-Laq8eTM/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-9104464511652673938</id><published>2009-04-09T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:51:48.523+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buy me a polly pocket .'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello . I am finally updating. haiyo. this comp lab is quite noisy but not as chaotic as my class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hah, i was at first frustrated because i was happily sitting at my table when i find out there was no keyboard. -.- so stupid. So i had to be a thief and unplugged a keyboard which is attached to the comp infront of me and plugged it into mine. the comp is not working anyway. to day will be the last hockey training for the semester. man, im sad. But i have a feeling , hockey, or no hockey will still be the same. yesterday we had a friendly against pjc. we.....won(!) 4-1 you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i feel so happy. we are hungry for sucess. but our tummy are not full yet! *rajes's line* lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yesterday, yesterday, yeterday. what happened yesterday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;oh guess what ppl! im a toy! play with me! i have no heart! no feelings! to feel hurt, happy, or in love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but im a doll filled with hatred. i hate you so much! but at the same time, you make me ugh! nevermind. im actually hoping that person wont read this. but wtv. I hate you SALLY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-9104464511652673938?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9104464511652673938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=9104464511652673938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/9104464511652673938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/9104464511652673938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3661707472892260988</id><published>2009-03-18T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:19:23.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY  ADVANCED BIRTHDAY RAJES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;im lazy  to elaborate abt today.&lt;br /&gt;see the other blogs for what happened in training,&lt;br /&gt;it will be boring if you ppl read the same thing again and again.&lt;br /&gt;so goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3661707472892260988?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3661707472892260988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3661707472892260988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3661707472892260988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3661707472892260988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-advanced-birthday-rajes.html' title='HAPPY  ADVANCED BIRTHDAY RAJES!'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3211719149923924731</id><published>2009-03-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:22:29.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;since im bored. im gonna do this thing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A-Atiqah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;B-brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;C-Clark Kent (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;D-Divia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E-Eana !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;F-Farah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;G-God(im out of names)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;H-Hidayah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I-Ishak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;J-Jeremy-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;K-Khairul (?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;L-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Lina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;M-Mimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;N-Nasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O-Obama(he is cool^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;P-Pital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Q-errr.... blank lh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;R-Rajes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;S-Sabrina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;T-Tori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;U-Blank also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;V-Vonda( like wth? jersey brand?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;W-Whoever's name starts with w ah eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;X-whoever its gonna be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Y-Yiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Z-Zai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2) Can R and S be together in BGR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;if lesbians, yes .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3) How is L related to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;my 3yr+++ Bestie^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4) Does B know U?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No because i also on't know U .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5)If F betrays you will you kill him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yeap! im gonna make her laugh till she cry. she's gonna regret it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;6)If K steals your boyfriend, what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Im gonna say " Fuck you! i steal nabilah then you know!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7) What if G tells you he/she have a crush on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;oh my, im gonna be like " i need to repent all my sins if we gonna get married"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8) Will you and M get into a fight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;maybe? but don't. i love her^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;9) Who does S have a crush on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;like i want to tell like tht^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;10) If W calls you a bitch what will you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i will say" so, at least i have a name unlike you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;11) What's the relationship between you and E?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My Buddy! My chaotic partner. when will she ever be quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;12) Who does D like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i nt sure orh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;13) What V's favorite  band?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;band idk. if brand, im gonna say vonda. better love yourself then others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;14) What does Y like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ME! opps, no lah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;15) Where does F live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Somewhere where my boyfriend created.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;16) Did you and C had a fight before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Npe. he is too handsome that i don't even want to start a fight with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;17) Who is H's best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;idk. Sabrina sec 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;18)What can you say about Z??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;he ah! very the.. idk what to say. oh, his hobby poke ppl-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;19)What if J tells you he/she has a crush on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i will be like, fk you! got girlf, wnt to like me somemore. ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;20) Tag 10 people to do this quiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;you want to do, do. don't want bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3211719149923924731?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3211719149923924731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3211719149923924731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3211719149923924731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3211719149923924731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/since-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1741583012249306110</id><published>2009-03-15T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T19:17:17.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im really bored.&lt;br /&gt;so i cant basically elaborate alot.&lt;br /&gt;lets just say i like src trainings more then school trainings.&lt;br /&gt;mr (whats your name?) was much more kind-er than ishak.&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of the girls were very friendly^^&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the next training!&lt;br /&gt;Mr Sunil is very handsome^^&lt;br /&gt;he is very sweet-smelling even when he is sweaty(melts)&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 11+. yesterday cip was boring.&lt;br /&gt;but we collect alot of newspaper and clothings.&lt;br /&gt;there were even bras-.-&lt;br /&gt;baek perh, nenek-mak cik nye coli dh rbk-rbk.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo.. after that went to meet eana. mark and yi jun was very chaotic ah.&lt;br /&gt;then meet the rest at art park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today; i washed the toilet. clean are siolzxzx!&lt;br /&gt;okay im done .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1741583012249306110?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1741583012249306110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1741583012249306110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1741583012249306110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1741583012249306110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-really-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3416383870002447797</id><published>2009-03-11T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:02:57.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;cause if you jump, i will jump too.&lt;br /&gt;we will fall together from the building.&lt;br /&gt;dont look back for what we've done.&lt;br /&gt;cause, i will die for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-family: times new roman;" class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When you lie, someone's heart is broken.&lt;br /&gt;When you lie, you make it harder for people to &lt;/span&gt;believe you.&lt;br /&gt;When you lie, you forget the lie and lie again to cover the first one up.&lt;br /&gt;When you lie, the sky cries.&lt;br /&gt;When you lie, your just hurting yourself.&lt;br /&gt;When you lie, you lose respect.&lt;br /&gt;When you lie, you lose me as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;When you lie, I die inside.&lt;br /&gt;When you lie, I cry because I just believed you for the millonith time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3416383870002447797?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3416383870002447797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3416383870002447797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3416383870002447797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3416383870002447797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/cause-if-you-jump-i-will-jump-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8732605314579201074</id><published>2009-03-11T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T21:00:39.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yoyoyoo!&lt;br /&gt;short words for today.&lt;br /&gt;school was okay.&lt;br /&gt;accept my dearest iqah sang "thinking of you"&lt;br /&gt;till she. ehem, adelah.:)&lt;br /&gt; friendly match(es) = i told you so'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay bye. im done.&lt;br /&gt;hockey ppl, news tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8732605314579201074?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8732605314579201074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8732605314579201074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8732605314579201074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8732605314579201074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/yoyoyoo-short-words-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-5436750430245578671</id><published>2009-03-10T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:34:19.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;kay bye .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-5436750430245578671?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5436750430245578671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=5436750430245578671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5436750430245578671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5436750430245578671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/updated_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3525670671731696498</id><published>2009-03-09T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T21:45:06.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;today at school, was like somehow bullied by Jeremy.F you! throw me flour somemore! stupid dog!&lt;br /&gt;at class so the chaotic! outside with girlfriend act so innocent-.-  nehmind. one day im going to get my KFC family feast one day from you hor. after school, something happened. Got to do with punching bag lah. all that. lazy to elaborate. training, is okay. Ishak thought me to angle myself . ball at the belly-button^^. after training, as per normal, ate old chang kee, bought my bubble tea. My mom just said. " sress ah, rokok ade?". translated; "im stress, got cigarrette?".  like what the?&lt;br /&gt;kay im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you make me mad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3525670671731696498?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3525670671731696498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3525670671731696498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3525670671731696498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3525670671731696498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/today.html' title='today .'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2798464251798313675</id><published>2009-03-04T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:28:37.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATED</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;im very lazy to update. so nth to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GoodBye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2798464251798313675?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2798464251798313675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2798464251798313675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2798464251798313675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2798464251798313675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/updated.html' title='UPDATED'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-4873778035892062871</id><published>2009-02-22T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:36:42.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;syahmi pictures seem to be commented.&lt;br /&gt;you must thank me hor, i make you popular. lol.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, after training, went to lina's hse.&lt;br /&gt;slack there then bla bla bla, fall asleep?&lt;br /&gt;woke up, watch angus thongs and perfect snogging again.&lt;br /&gt;went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, going town later. still not sure who is following.&lt;br /&gt;okay, im done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-4873778035892062871?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4873778035892062871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=4873778035892062871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4873778035892062871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4873778035892062871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/syahmi-pictures-seem-to-be-commented.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3528906942283741652</id><published>2009-02-20T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:51:51.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syed Syahmi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SZ61JBeD1LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PihZFJ33L9o/s1600-h/DSC00056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SZ61JBeD1LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PihZFJ33L9o/s320/DSC00056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304876577706988722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SZ61IuChtiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VUaGhrQrb2I/s1600-h/DSC00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SZ61IuChtiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/VUaGhrQrb2I/s320/DSC00055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304876572491232802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SZ61IT2v6mI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QNNa9UEKhxs/s1600-h/DSC00054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SZ61IT2v6mI/AAAAAAAAAFc/QNNa9UEKhxs/s320/DSC00054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304876565462510178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i sure die sia tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;but, it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;have fun laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3528906942283741652?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3528906942283741652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3528906942283741652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3528906942283741652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3528906942283741652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/syed-syahmi.html' title='Syed Syahmi'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SZ61JBeD1LI/AAAAAAAAAFs/PihZFJ33L9o/s72-c/DSC00056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3700057051327770315</id><published>2009-02-17T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T21:18:39.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hello. school was fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nothing much happen. i thought tuesdays are gonna be fun but wth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;after school, stayed back for a while. then head to jurong point to meet iqah, nasan yiting and sabrina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ACTUALLY! i have picture to upload. but dearest yiting still not online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i'll post it soon. you laugh your ass off. short post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3700057051327770315?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3700057051327770315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3700057051327770315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3700057051327770315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3700057051327770315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2128565033520468983</id><published>2009-02-12T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:22:56.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prepaid; needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i need prepaid to contact people.&lt;br /&gt;i need prepaid because i want to wish other people on valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;i need prepaid to msg you ppl.&lt;br /&gt;i need prepaid to kill my boredom.&lt;br /&gt;i need prepaid to conference.&lt;br /&gt;i need prepaid to call your grandfather-.-(no lh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training was boring. my helmet came off.&lt;br /&gt;coach told me to go to diy shop. like where the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;haiyo... tomorrow school celebrating total defence&lt;br /&gt;confirm the speech is going to be long and boring.&lt;br /&gt;confirmation im going to sleep. again.&lt;br /&gt;valentines day? im not going anywhere i guess?&lt;br /&gt;no plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2128565033520468983?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2128565033520468983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2128565033520468983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2128565033520468983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2128565033520468983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/prepaid-needed.html' title='prepaid; needed'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6412076702340109920</id><published>2009-02-09T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:55:21.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='p . blog'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;school;nth much.&lt;br /&gt;after school; went to pioneer mall with atiqah and mimi and ended up going to jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;since im not going to type out everything as i have anthr blog, private stuff is going to be over there.&lt;br /&gt;im just going to put my checklist for tomorrow match(es).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Make ishak and other teammates happy.&lt;br /&gt;-Make MYSELF happy.&lt;br /&gt;-save all the goals.(duh! its a must lh deyy)&lt;br /&gt;-Bring extra shorts. its a must&lt;br /&gt;- Save all the goals till my shorts torned into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;(like i care.) none of the boys going to be there. so no freeshow ah.&lt;br /&gt;-go home with a satisfied feeling.&lt;br /&gt;-and not to forget, buy my strawberry milktea before boarding bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dearest farah yg aku tgk height die tkde perbezaan,&lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON TWIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6412076702340109920?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6412076702340109920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6412076702340109920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6412076702340109920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6412076702340109920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/schoolnth-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3020585407461380130</id><published>2009-02-04T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:18:04.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just want to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’m willing to give you everything inside in my heart&lt;br /&gt;The choice is easy, so why you gotta make it so hard&lt;br /&gt;You turn me upside down, my life is shaky now&lt;br /&gt;I want your love, I want it here right here right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3020585407461380130?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3020585407461380130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3020585407461380130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3020585407461380130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3020585407461380130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-want-to-say-this-im-willing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-581932645969399901</id><published>2009-02-03T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:21:04.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love your feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eana'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today planned to stayback at school. but ended up didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today turned out to be fun!! fun like hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thats it ah, tuesday going to be my favourite day every week:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;why? got pe, geog, literature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i thought literature is going to be boring like last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the week before last week. but today mdm ka lai, (?) wtv the spelling is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;was so mad like hell! she scolded my classmates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;she is like in a rampage. fyi, her eyeballs seems to be going to drop out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if she she gets more angrier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i think if she have heart attack, sure chaos. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think if she could no longer hold her anger, she gonna slap them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but it will all seem so wrong.  after school went lina's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me and atiqah were so hyper, while waiting for lina to open the door, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we quickly opened our shoes and socks. then it turns out she is not at home-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so paiseh. her sister laughed at us. aiyoyoy. watched kuntilanak. the ending is damn surprising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me and eana jump almost off the couch. and something happen between me and eana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LOL:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-581932645969399901?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/581932645969399901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=581932645969399901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/581932645969399901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/581932645969399901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-610905856853220219</id><published>2009-02-02T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:30:51.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soo untrue'/><title type='text'>day-dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay short post. didnt really feel like posting but wth.&lt;br /&gt;school, mr ong did'nt come:D&lt;br /&gt;so happy. 4 full periods relief.&lt;br /&gt;DnT, boring as usual. yvonne get away because she went to sick bay.&lt;br /&gt;so lucky. go there can sleep. training was not as fun as NIE.&lt;br /&gt; i dont know what is so special about NIE but i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Now I know your not a fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; And dreams were meant for sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; And wishes on a star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; Just don't come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; Cause now even I could tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; That I confused my feelings with the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-610905856853220219?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/610905856853220219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=610905856853220219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/610905856853220219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/610905856853220219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-dreams.html' title='day-dreams'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1906415671808949688</id><published>2009-01-24T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:43:07.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YOU'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today went to delta to see farah,sabrina,atiqah,farzana,sheeka and mimi for their yog trial.&lt;br /&gt;throughout it was okay.&lt;br /&gt;and ATIQAH! wow! you make me from supersad to SUPERHAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;i love you ah iqah. and you lina, and you farah ,and easy to say all of you:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;do you know that its so hard for me to hold back.&lt;br /&gt;holding back admitting to you that i love you?&lt;br /&gt;Did you know you easily melts a girl's heart&lt;br /&gt;by just being supersweet?&lt;br /&gt;do you know that you seem to be very hard to fall in love with a girl?&lt;br /&gt;(okay, farah said that)&lt;br /&gt;do you know that you are everything i need?&lt;br /&gt;do you know that i feel the tiniest bit loneliness when im not&lt;br /&gt;texting/chatting with you?&lt;br /&gt;do you know that im gonna feel god damn nervous if i found out&lt;br /&gt;you read this post?!&lt;br /&gt;okay, and the last thing is, do you know its so hard to convince my heart&lt;br /&gt;to click "PUBLISH POST" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1906415671808949688?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1906415671808949688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1906415671808949688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1906415671808949688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1906415671808949688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-went-to-delta-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6932135011052790538</id><published>2009-01-22T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T21:12:42.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i can&apos;t be kept waiting for you.'/><title type='text'>boo hoo. dont cry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey guys. training was not that fun. But school was fun.&lt;br /&gt;esp. during history. i almost fell asleep. which is unlikely for me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; history.&lt;br /&gt;i was damn sleepy. my eyes kept on closing. i even stretch out my eyelid to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly ms anne said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms anne: Zira, do you want to go wash your face?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (very the paisey) NO, i want water.*pointing at farz's water bottle.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pointed at her watter bottle , because tht was the first thing i saw. damn paisey man.&lt;br /&gt;was laughing with sharon all the way.lol.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow primary school is having their cny celebration.&lt;br /&gt;i think im going since i told eana tht i will be going. i need to take her picture with jasper-.-&lt;br /&gt;nvm, photographer for the day:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training, too many balls hit me. first it was at my face. it came directly. so unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;second it was my , *a place you don't want to know* . then it was my back and my elbow.&lt;br /&gt;the elbow part damn pain, till got the marking. tsk, tsk. was not very hyper for the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6932135011052790538?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6932135011052790538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6932135011052790538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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catch that butterfly'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sorry. have not been updating lately.&lt;br /&gt;i've been busy. yeah right. im damn free.&lt;br /&gt;but lazy:D alaaah.. typical zira.&lt;br /&gt;okay, so today actually plan for a study group.&lt;br /&gt;for the hockeyeans. end up, none studied.&lt;br /&gt;cool right. just now during school, ka lai (i dnt know whats the spelling) lssn,&lt;br /&gt;damn boring. she story-tell us the story abt tsunami,&lt;br /&gt;till almost half the class slept. i'm one of them:D&lt;br /&gt;tmrw's training is at hockey village. hmm.. nvm&lt;br /&gt;short post.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-4107255514777489515?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-5802172459719182402</id><published>2009-01-13T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:32:31.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yoyoyoy!&lt;br /&gt;school was somehow not so boring..&lt;br /&gt;something funny happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i just backspace wtv i have written just now.&lt;br /&gt;because i think the story is unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;so after school tried to do homework but did not finish all of it.&lt;br /&gt;we tasted zickery's chicken rice and it was so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;*sampai menjilat muke*&lt;br /&gt;ish, not really lh.&lt;br /&gt;zickery ate the ginger. and he go spit it out back.&lt;br /&gt;tsk, so stupid. we all attack the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;and ended up using our hands.&lt;br /&gt;so after that, waited awhile, thn head to popular to buy iqah's book.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so regretted not gg to lina's home and not go back my house tht early.&lt;br /&gt;must clean tht, clean this.&lt;br /&gt;haiyo..&lt;br /&gt;watched suci just now.&lt;br /&gt;and i fcking hate tht salsa yg amat sombong dan tak baek hati!&lt;br /&gt;and dennis is soo hot.&lt;br /&gt;*meltss*&lt;br /&gt;and Mas Bayu looks just like david archuleta.&lt;br /&gt;tsk,tsk.. i think after i completed watching suci, i might turn out to speak indonesia,&lt;br /&gt;lol. indonesia guys are hot yknow.(some!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-5802172459719182402?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5802172459719182402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=5802172459719182402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5802172459719182402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5802172459719182402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/yoyoyoy-school-was-somehow-not-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8801100784008102806</id><published>2009-01-12T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T18:45:28.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img height="247" alt="" src="http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa210/lehuanani808_89/colorful.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;just now, school was damn boring i tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;only iqah can entertain me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have to say most of my teachers sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;they are damn boring.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i hate my science, maths, form, CE, DnT, english. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and lots more i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i only like History. even if i dont,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have to. im the history rep for god's sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;just now, my stomach is making trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i shit like, i don't know what too say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i went to the toilet for three times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my asshole very pain :S lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i can't make up my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;even if i did, i cant.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8801100784008102806?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8801100784008102806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8801100784008102806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8801100784008102806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8801100784008102806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6988379557631286660</id><published>2009-01-10T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:43:20.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all the things he said  &quot;B. B&quot;'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hello.&lt;br /&gt;just now, was the cca open house.&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;ishak was nice nice today.&lt;br /&gt;ate at mcdnld.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got nothing to post so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm in serious shit,&lt;br /&gt; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;feel totally lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;If I'm asking for help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;it's only because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Being with you has opened my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Could I ever believe such a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;perfect surprise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I keep asking myself, wondering how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I keep closing my eyes but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;can't block you out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Wanna fly to a place where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;it's just you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Nobody else so we can be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6988379557631286660?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6988379557631286660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6988379557631286660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6988379557631286660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6988379557631286660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-7645229752708663465</id><published>2009-01-06T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:58:19.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nunga nunga'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SWM4C0hhHsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1GzyvWfbqA8/s1600-h/frankO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288132008573214402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SWM4C0hhHsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/1GzyvWfbqA8/s320/frankO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tommy bastow is the third one from the left. oh wait is it right? okay nvm. its the one not facing the camera-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hello.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i wanna tell you something. but lina is behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;*lina turns back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i love tommy:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you know which tommy or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;don't anyhow hentam ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;he is the hottest guy on earth:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;chey, not lh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;he is a lead singer in this band FrankO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cool or what. the guitarist is also hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but i'll stick to tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;tomorrow training DAMN early. must bring that keeper bag early in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;think what? free show is it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;okay. im done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-7645229752708663465?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7645229752708663465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=7645229752708663465' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-5093487483634423787</id><published>2009-01-04T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:12:56.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hey.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is 2nd day of school.&lt;br /&gt;borrriiiiiiiiiiinggggggggggg!!&lt;br /&gt;apparently, im in 2n2(smiles)&lt;br /&gt;yay me! im waiting for mom to change. then we will head on to jurong point.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday training was, such an (insert any unpositive word here)&lt;br /&gt;coach was being a toot.  he spoiled my mood.&lt;br /&gt;like wth. i was so happy then he was the one to be so pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;which no, most of us are pissed off at him.&lt;br /&gt;coach is a heartless man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;aku amek heart yg kt cite sumpah pcng tu baru kau tau!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-5093487483634423787?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5093487483634423787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=5093487483634423787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5093487483634423787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5093487483634423787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2009/01/mad.html' title='mad.'/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3342097806578873965</id><published>2009-01-01T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:21:53.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dont really care much abt new year anyway.&lt;br /&gt;well just now was mum's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;brother bought a cake for her.&lt;br /&gt;yum! black forest dok.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really understand why they call it black forest,&lt;br /&gt;its not really like forest.&lt;br /&gt;oh wtv. &lt;br /&gt;anyway, simply said,&lt;br /&gt;happy new year ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3342097806578873965?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3342097806578873965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3342097806578873965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3342097806578873965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3342097806578873965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-4887236049222117630</id><published>2008-12-29T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T19:35:12.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='; bile kau nak kahwin?   ;; lame lagii{grins}'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i dont know to be happy or unhappy for today.&lt;br /&gt;well 2 of the matches, happy. the other two, not so happy.&lt;br /&gt;espescially the first one. guess i wasnt used to it.&lt;br /&gt;well, i came school early this morning, and discover that&lt;br /&gt;Divya got the bag that i wanted:'(&lt;br /&gt;but nvm. my money to spent on the bag was spent anyway.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i just go for a cheaper bag.&lt;br /&gt;and what school is IJC?&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting to know the name. anyway,&lt;br /&gt;i guess im so eager to find out is because we 0-0.&lt;br /&gt;lol. reached school wayy earlier. so went to lina's hiuse.&lt;br /&gt;and we were joined in by farah and sabrina also.&lt;br /&gt;angus, thongs and perfect snogging was great.&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna see 'robbie' face again and again-.-&lt;br /&gt;thw wild child was awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;but 'freddie' was not as hot as 'robbie'. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-4887236049222117630?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4887236049222117630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=4887236049222117630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4887236049222117630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4887236049222117630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dont-know-to-be-happy-or-unhappy-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6570623806833202479</id><published>2008-12-26T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:57:08.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want you baggyyyyyyyy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SVTiDmh4e_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/E5JzJKmtQds/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 192px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SVTiDmh4e_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/E5JzJKmtQds/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284096814322580466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i want this bag so badly!!!&lt;br /&gt;well just now, i cnt follow farah and lina to vivo.&lt;br /&gt;they found the bag that i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;and it was the last stock. please let it still be there by tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;and i don't care! i want  it! &lt;br /&gt;even my bro said it was ; funky-doo-doo.&lt;br /&gt;cool or what.&lt;br /&gt;whatever, pray for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6570623806833202479?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6570623806833202479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6570623806833202479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6570623806833202479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6570623806833202479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-want-this-bag-so-badly-well-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SVTiDmh4e_I/AAAAAAAAAFM/E5JzJKmtQds/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2835683204364917582</id><published>2008-12-24T13:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:25:07.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heylo:]&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's training was TIRING!&lt;br /&gt;my hands are sore. -.-&lt;br /&gt;ran 2.4km. was very happy with my timing.&lt;br /&gt;but once coach said we must get the timing by 11min 30secs,&lt;br /&gt;shock and felt very inpossible.&lt;br /&gt;but wtv, impossible is nth yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2835683204364917582?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2899989576352816952</id><published>2008-12-23T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:08:38.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hockey. so not missing (insert name)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yoyoyoyoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;im sleepy. shitass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;yesterday conferenced till 3.30. my stupid pair of eyes didnt seem to be tired so i played game in my handphone till 4. and i was forced to woke up at 9. can you imagine that? pure torture. well the reason is, i gotta buy my schoolbooks. so went to school with mum and saw sabrina buying her books too. saw some familiar faces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so right now im waiting for the clock strikes idk what time. im gg to lina's house first as my keeper bag is at her house. yes, we have training today. apparently not with the boys though. IM SURE , most of the girls including me would have wanted a nother math with bukit view. i don't really care much if we dont have training with our school boys. well, we apparently we are somehow nervous when our school hockey boys watched us? well, idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; yesterday conference was kinda chaotic? well at first me and farah were otp. then we invite syahmi,   thn eana. thn farah couldnt get through eana. so me, syahmi,and eana talked for a while. then eana wants to use the comp. so we need to put down the phone. then i called farah, thought of inviting pital for conference but he sleep already. so we  call syahmi. then conference all the way. syahmi story-tell about their malacca trip last year. then me and syahmi go and find the meanings of our birthday/ name. which apparently, is not so understanidng. wtv, im gg to lina hse now. goodbye;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2899989576352816952?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2899989576352816952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2899989576352816952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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brains this days..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;quick post.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be gg to jurong point with lina and sheeka later.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna buy tht earpiece.&lt;br /&gt;erm, i'll be needing money to buy new pants.&lt;br /&gt;most of it dh singkat. my legs are growing wayy too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tht person whoever it is tht spam farah's bog;&lt;br /&gt;you are such an ass.  feel like killing you if i just know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;shitass. she's not cheap okay. she is very high rate like me and other girls.&lt;br /&gt;so go get a life and if YOU are gonna regret tht you did tht,&lt;br /&gt;im just gonna say, there's no time machine.&lt;br /&gt;whats done is done.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6881673141598219142?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6881673141598219142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6881673141598219142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6881673141598219142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6881673141598219142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/quick-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;today went nowhere.im bored to death. probably tmrm go to sheeka's hse.&lt;br /&gt;and iqah gone to port dickson. im gonna miss her. god knows when she will be back.&lt;br /&gt;and now im starting to miss hockey.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to miss the rest of the hockey-mates.&lt;br /&gt;im starting to miss wearing that gigantic keeper-pad.(its not that gigantic lh)&lt;br /&gt;im starting to miss that coach. (NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a short post because i did barely nothing today.&lt;br /&gt;so bbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-4244447607583065689?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4244447607583065689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=4244447607583065689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4244447607583065689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/4244447607583065689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-went-nowhere.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SUjgj4Msu4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/wjKUSK5lULo/s72-c/kig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-7959301915136838412</id><published>2008-12-14T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:21:33.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernando:)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heylo.&lt;br /&gt;having this opportunity to post.&lt;br /&gt;so just nw went to marina barrage to celebrate iqah's belated birthday.&lt;br /&gt;it was okay. we had fun. the cake that me, lina, sheeka and farah baked was eaten.&lt;br /&gt;since we felt kinda bored, we went to jurong point to have our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;or is it lunch?&lt;br /&gt;nvm. eventually all fast food restaurants was packed.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the pasar malam(pm)&lt;br /&gt;shgort post. gtg.&lt;br /&gt;i miss hockey people/ex-classmates/schoolmates!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-7959301915136838412?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7959301915136838412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=7959301915136838412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7959301915136838412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7959301915136838412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/heylo.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1628498537841325791</id><published>2008-12-10T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:03:17.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='founded'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;omfg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i accomplished something!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sabrina, you know, i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sad thing is he's attch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;shit. but he's hot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;nvm. im not gg to spill everything in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;basically just nw training was FINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;our training will continue on 22 dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;long break siot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;so yeah, tmrw gg somewhr for smone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;urm, bbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;anything msg me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cos im bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;entertain me ppl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-711571004025288159</id><published>2008-12-03T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:40:50.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby pictures'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275434272012982722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/STYbhRtBWcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IjKALSsj8H8/s320/Scan0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275434275077672146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/STYbhdHszNI/AAAAAAAAAEI/SyhgmyAkcMI/s320/Scan0002edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/STYbhCKnYkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UILZfbHQutY/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275434267842142786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/STYbhCKnYkI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UILZfbHQutY/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;these are the pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;gtg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-711571004025288159?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/711571004025288159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=711571004025288159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/711571004025288159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/711571004025288159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/12/these-are-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/STYbhRtBWcI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IjKALSsj8H8/s72-c/Scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1301716934724938109</id><published>2008-12-01T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:30:12.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cskfs; i cnt help but wait'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hey there ppl:D&lt;br /&gt;mimi was off to australia just nw midnight.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday went back home late.&lt;br /&gt;got scoldings blabablababla...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go hockey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; dared me to quit hockey.&lt;br /&gt;fuck you lh!  i curse you become blck thn you know..&lt;br /&gt;and, oh for the baby picture i'll post it asap.&lt;br /&gt;12th december. will be meeting old classmates at pizza hut with ms rohai.&lt;br /&gt;wooo!! cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s. come lh sumpter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO! 1n1 students pass the msg ard ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1301716934724938109?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1301716934724938109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1301716934724938109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1301716934724938109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1301716934724938109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-there-ppld-mimi-was-off-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-7583002904147916754</id><published>2008-11-29T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T22:07:34.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hey there people.&lt;br /&gt;my laptop surprised me by being okay and not its crazy self.&lt;br /&gt;thanks eh laptop.&lt;br /&gt;so im using the chance to update the blog..&lt;br /&gt;so basically, khai and i have agreed to see who is more cuter when we were young.&lt;br /&gt;he has already posted his. alot sia! nvm2 i'll post mind when i get someone to post it for me.&lt;br /&gt;khairul, you are gonna win lah.&lt;br /&gt;anyway gdluck to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BORED!!!&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need to reduce gg out..&lt;br /&gt;mom and big brother are starting to nag and pestering me to quit hockey.&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;lina, iqah,farah, sabrina and lots more: aku rindu korang lh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-7583002904147916754?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7583002904147916754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=7583002904147916754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;HELLO korang-korang:D&lt;br /&gt;computer spoiled so, understand understood lh eh..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most &lt;/span&gt;of the hockey girls came for the run at jrng west stadium.&lt;br /&gt;2.4km!&lt;br /&gt;after some that and some this.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to NIE/NTU to eat.&lt;br /&gt;hungryy.&lt;br /&gt;aftr went to this place which i know, we know, you all dnt know:D&lt;br /&gt;lawa temptnye..( pretty the place)&lt;br /&gt;want to see the pictures? go atiqah's blog.&lt;br /&gt;alot the picture.&lt;br /&gt;after that, me and lina walk arnd jurng pnt.&lt;br /&gt;then the funny thing happen. lazy to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;today, met lina and firzana before hockey.&lt;br /&gt;we were at mcdnld, and suddenly this HOT guy walk past us.&lt;br /&gt;he is american. i think?&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;went lina's hse.&lt;br /&gt;thn training.&lt;br /&gt;thn ate at kfc.&lt;br /&gt;thn go lina's hse again.&lt;br /&gt;thn there's nth more:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1667815184221920917?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1667815184221920917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1667815184221920917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1667815184221920917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1667815184221920917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-korang-korangd-computer-spoiled.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3809171166051007600</id><published>2008-11-24T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:37:48.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pnat siol buat ni bende'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1.The person who tagged you is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;: khairul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.Your 5 impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:black,he doesnt look like a bird to me, short?(mabey bcos im taller), not so hot bangla,another one is idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.The most memorable thing he/she done for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:he......? he did nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.The most memorable thing he/she had said to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:he wnts fresh oranges.(khai wait for chinese new yr:D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.If he/she become your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:eeeeeeeeeeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.If he/she becomes your lover,things he/she has to improve on will be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:omg! taller i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:do what?! you want me to do what?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.If he/she dies,you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:run to........NABILAH, see if she's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.What it is you want to tell he/she now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:im gg to top-up my ppd soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11.Your overall impression of he/she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've said it on Q3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12.How do you think people around you will feel around you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:idk.. lina says i make her happy. soo, happy i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13.The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:my most awesome gas and laugh tht make ppl laugh:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14.ON the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:too tall!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15.The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:hvnt really made up my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16.For people that care and likes you,say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:i love you and care for you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17.Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. iqah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. lina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. farah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. sabrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.ammar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6. ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7. zikry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8. nabilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9. khai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10. mimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18.Who is no.6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:no.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19.Is no.9 a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:homosexual:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20.If no7. and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:mabey, they are both single anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;21.What is no.2 studying all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:idk. my hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;22.When was the last time you chatted with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;otp, just nw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;23.What kind of music band does no.8 likes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:idk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;24.Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25.Will you woo no.3 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if i were a boy, mabey. but ammar is gonna kill me0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;26.How about 7?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:oh, no. tht nvr cross my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;27.Is no.4 single?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:yes! my beautiful papan:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;28.What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;surname? as in name bpk? if yes, albasri(p.s. ammar, dnt scold me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;29.What is the hobby of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:nt really sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30.Does no.5 &amp;amp; 9 get along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:ammar and khairul? not really sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;31.Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:jwss lh. bahlol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32.Talk about something for no.1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:apart frm her cartoon voice, to me she is hyper just like me:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;33.Have you tried developing feelings with no.8 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:OMG! khai gonna kill me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;34.Where does no.9 live in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:smwhr over the rainbow:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;35.What colour does no.4 likes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;:red,green? shit lh, i forgot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;36.Are no.1 and 5 bestfriends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:bestfriends? idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;37.Does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hamsters and cats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;38.Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:zikry sexy? OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;39.What is no.10 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;:how would i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-3809171166051007600?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3809171166051007600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3809171166051007600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3809171166051007600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3809171166051007600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-1818067145308985358</id><published>2008-11-10T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:16:51.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='p.s  i miss you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kl trip'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry for not been posting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;my comp spoilt. so now im at lina's hse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;using precious time before training starts to update stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;kl trip was damn fucking fun lh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss EVERYTHING abt the hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the window, the phone calls especially!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;a good communicator yknow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;talked with this horny 'mr someone'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;horny ah? cn lh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i've got too many chocolates siot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and not too say, i do miss my singaporean peeps:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;krg tk terlupe tao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;training at there was fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the pitch was better thn our schls ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i miss the shopping part lh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the part where money left me so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i bought a roxy wallet and a singlet same with dearest iqah:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;erm,, wad else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, during the trip im in short of underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;irrrelevant infos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i dnt have the pictures with me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;most of thm are with the others. so check out their blogs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i got a crush!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;but idk who!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;wanna know why i know tht i have a crush,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;cause its been a &lt;em&gt;legend&lt;/em&gt; tht everytime i have a trip i'll fall for somebody..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;thts why i've been thingking who is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to (insert name): i miss you, serious. i miss our phone calls, our everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mabey its you.. why can't i say go.  stop influencing okay. this trip made me felt &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hw much i really miss you. i need to talk you. soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and to sumpter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the feelings no more lh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;don't take tht stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i can make you laugh and gas at the same time:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-1818067145308985358?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1818067145308985358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=1818067145308985358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1818067145308985358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/1818067145308985358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-7921616218913769455</id><published>2008-10-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:05:58.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;i wnt tell you:D&lt;br /&gt;its private:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-7921616218913769455?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7921616218913769455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=7921616218913769455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7921616218913769455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/7921616218913769455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-wnt-tell-youd-its-privated.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6280724169118486121</id><published>2008-10-28T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T21:49:01.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay, so just now watch a movie again.&lt;br /&gt;the movie was 'oh baby'.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite nice lh.&lt;br /&gt;im only saying tht because got handsome guys in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;before that watched hsm3.&lt;br /&gt;it was nice okeh.&lt;br /&gt;next week maybe watching the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;wah, movie marathon keper...&lt;br /&gt;i gt nth to post really so iqah made me a poem for me and jeremy sumpter.&lt;br /&gt;i'll post it later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6280724169118486121?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6280724169118486121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6280724169118486121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6280724169118486121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6280724169118486121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/okay-so-just-now-watch-movie-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-729505259477294171</id><published>2008-10-23T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:55:00.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hey,&lt;br /&gt;so just now was the floorball carnival thingy..&lt;br /&gt;im lazy to type out everything, so it is just gonna be short-form okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;we were preparing to take off to hockey village frm schl and i bought 'this' drink.(couldnt be explain)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ppl were making fun of me as i call the drink lemon with seed instead of mango -.-&lt;br /&gt;&gt;the carnival was okay, except some ppl were pissed off?&lt;br /&gt;&gt;eh come on lh its a game&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; and (insertname{i seriously dnt knw your name})  why create big probs?? stupid sia..&lt;br /&gt;&gt;ride back to schl was fun and enjoyable, the bus was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay bye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-729505259477294171?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/729505259477294171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=729505259477294171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/729505259477294171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/729505259477294171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/ride-back-to-schl-was-fun-and-enjoyable.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-5115962190274294235</id><published>2008-10-22T16:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:59:44.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;There's no escape from love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Once a gentle breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Sweeps its spell upon your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;No matter what you think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;It won't be too long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: arial;"&gt;Till you're in my arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-5115962190274294235?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5115962190274294235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=5115962190274294235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5115962190274294235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/5115962190274294235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/theres-no-escape-from-love-once-gentle.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-2830931695760181458</id><published>2008-10-22T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:58:46.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hey,&lt;br /&gt;to tell the truth im very lazy to post right now,&lt;br /&gt;but what to do.. im bored cos i did nt attend hockey.&lt;br /&gt;so basically, yesterday i was having this asshole fever.&lt;br /&gt;and it came so suddenly, and i can't really explain much,&lt;br /&gt;especially when i cried for no reason?&lt;br /&gt;me and iqah was otw-ing to jrng pnt when i actually thought that&lt;br /&gt;kahirul called her, but it was actually syahmi.&lt;br /&gt;confused. probably skin tone:/&lt;br /&gt;so today i was feeling better:)&lt;br /&gt;and sadly home ec just now didn't get to have a convo with him.&lt;br /&gt;but he caught me staring at him. shit!&lt;br /&gt;so after schl accompanied iqah, sabrina and farah to mcdnld which i turn out to be somehow angry for a while?&lt;br /&gt;so i as outside chameleon(?)  while sabrina and iqah were buying their headbands when suddenly there's this couple(?)&lt;br /&gt;fought? im nt sure abt tht as the guy looks like a girl/ the girl looks like a guy?&lt;br /&gt;well they started slapping each other and it was damn hilarious. me and farah was like holding bck our laughters.&lt;br /&gt;kekek siol.&lt;br /&gt;so they walk back to my hse with me as sabrina wants her hockey stick and off they go to training.&lt;br /&gt;so right now im gonna find amovie online that interest me to past by time.&lt;br /&gt;till here:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-2830931695760181458?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2830931695760181458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=2830931695760181458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2830931695760181458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/2830931695760181458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-to-tell-truth-im-very-lazy-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-3166254938576965456</id><published>2008-10-20T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T11:04:16.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;hey,&lt;br /&gt;this poem which i found on the net is especiallly for all my friends which i love very much:D&lt;br /&gt;and that includes 'you'                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="entry-content"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia,arial,helvetica,san-serif;"&gt;So much wrong&lt;br /&gt;So much broken&lt;br /&gt;So many things&lt;br /&gt;Left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Your world has been&lt;br /&gt;Soaked in sorrow&lt;br /&gt;So hard to see&lt;br /&gt;Hope for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia,arial,helvetica,san-serif;"&gt;But don't let go&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up, please&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand&lt;br /&gt;And smile for me&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you&lt;br /&gt;Make it all okay&lt;br /&gt;Make all your pain&lt;br /&gt;Just go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: georgia,arial,helvetica,san-serif;"&gt;I want to make you&lt;br /&gt;Happy inside&lt;br /&gt;Put a smile on your lips&lt;br /&gt;And light in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I want to give you&lt;br /&gt;Everything you need&lt;br /&gt;'Cause that's how much&lt;br /&gt;You mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/4758447055779444212-3166254938576965456?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3166254938576965456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=3166254938576965456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3166254938576965456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/3166254938576965456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-this-poem-which-i-found-on-net-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-8179704098927413080</id><published>2008-10-19T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:14:17.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey,&lt;br /&gt;im gonna post in bold cos eana made me happy:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she continued a story tht i was daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;wanna hear?&lt;br /&gt;even if you say no,&lt;br /&gt;im still gonna post it so shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he ask you to close your eyes tau, you close. he say open then you saw a present from him. and he say, "zira, i love you. i hope you love this gift like how you love the person. i love you zira! i regretted for being a bf of that bitch(you know who lah kan?)! i love you!!!!" then then, on the gift got paper saying, "to my dearest lovely girl, zira, my lover." and you cry, tears of joys lah.he wipe the tears away and kiss you. you both hold hands walking to schl. and you put your head on his shlder  ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet right ..&lt;br /&gt;i knw..&lt;br /&gt;and to day is such a problematic day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;problems came up one aftr another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;what good is a heart is there is no love in it,&lt;br /&gt;what good are your eyes if you dont have vision,&lt;br /&gt;what good is the world if we all cant fit in,&lt;br /&gt;see all along we're not that different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;do you exists?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-8179704098927413080?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8179704098927413080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=8179704098927413080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8179704098927413080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/8179704098927413080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-im-gonna-post-in-bold-cos-eana-made.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6712049152690036814</id><published>2008-10-19T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:30:56.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no pictures for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sucked like hell.&lt;br /&gt;i thought its gonna be a memorable one but it turns out like&lt;br /&gt;fffffuuuuuuuuuucccccccckkkkkkk&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;problems turns up after one another..&lt;br /&gt;serious sia...&lt;br /&gt;those two (insertnames)  changed...&lt;br /&gt;i miss the old  them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to insertname1;&lt;br /&gt;eh, dh arh. stop it sia... jgn amek bende tu blh tk...&lt;br /&gt;sialah, aku tk sangke kau mcm gini siol...&lt;br /&gt;aku lebih suke perangai kau yg dulu sey..&lt;br /&gt;can you just stop taking it?&lt;br /&gt;please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to insertname2;&lt;br /&gt;i know whats going on lh..&lt;br /&gt;dh arh, die nk break per.&lt;br /&gt;so let it be ah..&lt;br /&gt;you want it so much right last time,&lt;br /&gt;now take it ah.. you make her suffer sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so basically just now went to cikgu hafizah's hse.&lt;br /&gt;watched chuck and larry.&lt;br /&gt;it was an okay movie..&lt;br /&gt;aftr tht went jrng pnt bought my ripples slipper(smile slightly)&lt;br /&gt;went to lina hse after tht.&lt;br /&gt;i lost her phone cover and my duit rayer siol..&lt;br /&gt;so unlucky-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to farah, i knw hw you feel bby..&lt;br /&gt;just let it go.. talk to me soon kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4758447055779444212-6712049152690036814?l=playingmyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6712049152690036814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4758447055779444212&amp;postID=6712049152690036814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6712049152690036814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4758447055779444212/posts/default/6712049152690036814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://playingmyheart.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-pictures-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Zira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00121273675003707466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SMEBJw9WR_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/8lhCWUnT-BE/S220/Theodore_Sweet.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4758447055779444212.post-6804415778481293298</id><published>2008-10-17T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:48:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SPiGz7fuYGI/AAAAAAAAADU/Gl23A3kAsF0/s1600-h/th_thJeremy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__chAYXuyKXA/SPiGz7fuYGI/AAAAAAAAADU/Gl23A3kAsF0/s320/th_thJeremy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258100791657259106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;joe jonas,&lt;br /&gt;sadly to say you are replaced by JEREMY sumpter.&lt;br /&gt;just now pw lssn was sooo fun:}&lt;br /&gt;did nt get scolded for everything.&lt;br /&gt;so viewed ppls blog.&lt;br /&gt;and me, and eana, and xinyi look at someone's blog.&lt;br /&gt;which tht someone's mataer got mad.&lt;br /&gt;chill uh.&lt;br /&gt;aftr schl did hockey training as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personal msg;&lt;br /&gt;farahbby: do what your hearts tells you to okay,&lt;br /&gt;sabrinabby:you gonna wait for him like how i wait for sumpter..&lt;br /&gt;mimibby: softens the hair.&lt;br /&gt;iqahbby: nth to say. ermm, ??&lt;br /&gt;Linabby: hey, cnt wait for monday.&lt;br /&gt;hanis/nina: guitar!!&lt;br /&gt;eana: kelsa.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: thnx for the advice ah abg...&lt;br /&gt;jeremy sumpter: i love you:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kay, done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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