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I'm so so so sorry for not updating my blog for sooooooooooooooo looong~ I know some of you keep on asking me to update but I just seem to lost my interest in blogging. I don't know why. But somehow, to be honest I reaalllyyy do miss blogging so much. Ironic bukan? Haiisshh... I missss you guys! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-9188022437802161986?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/9188022437802161986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorry-sangat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9188022437802161986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9188022437802161986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/09/sorry-sangat.html' title='Sorry Sangat. :(('/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1289009967648471400</id><published>2011-05-02T11:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T11:34:22.368+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Ways To Keep A Relationship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fbX54av1_Y/Tb56feoCAnI/AAAAAAAABCs/XJRkEF0uqxs/s1600/MYANIS.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fbX54av1_Y/Tb56feoCAnI/AAAAAAAABCs/XJRkEF0uqxs/s400/MYANIS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602049667710976626" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Anis Anwar~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. LOVE EACH OTHER SINCERELY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;2. Don't lie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;3. Keep communication open.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;4. When you get hurt, forgive and forget.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;5. Never talk about break-ups.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;6. Never say "it's okay", even when it's not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;7. Forget about "pride".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;8. If you say sorry, mean it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;9. Don't compare your past, with your present.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;10. Give &amp;amp; take process.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;11. Don't talk about your ex's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;12. Beware of his/her feelings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;13. When you had a fight, don't let the day pass.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;14. Don't be only partners, but best-friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;15. Don't flirt with another guy/girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;16. HAVE FUN, go out!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;17. Don't treat their forgiveness like it's expected.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;18. Don't hide what you're thinking, tell them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;19. Remember; we all make mistakes &amp;amp; have pasts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;20. Don't question each others feelings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;21. Don't take him/her for granted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;22. Never go to bed angry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;23. Don't be afraid to be you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;24. Have time, energy &amp;amp; effort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;25. Don't lose yourself in the 'us'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;26. Don't say things you don't mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;27. Little things make big differences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;28. Give each other space, don't be over possessive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "&gt;Just saying. Kbye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1289009967648471400?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1289009967648471400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/05/ways-to-keep-relationship.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1289009967648471400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1289009967648471400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/05/ways-to-keep-relationship.html' title='Ways To Keep A Relationship.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fbX54av1_Y/Tb56feoCAnI/AAAAAAAABCs/XJRkEF0uqxs/s72-c/MYANIS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-369358486197620361</id><published>2011-05-01T19:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T19:34:37.619+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday Sayang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqo5BIJMbhE/Tb2ZWJoYUHI/AAAAAAAABCk/krzNmZMe8C0/s1600/loveyou.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqo5BIJMbhE/Tb2ZWJoYUHI/AAAAAAAABCk/krzNmZMe8C0/s400/loveyou.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601802117340221554" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;The love of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Happy birthday, Sayang. It’s that time of year again, another candle on your birthday cake. But it’s so much more than that. It’s another year of wonderful memories. Moments of giggles, sly smiles and inside jokes. So many great memories. Sure there were some road bumps along the way too. We had some fights, some good ones in fact. But just think how boring it would be if we hadn’t. Then there wouldn’t be any make up lovin’. You know I’m kidding, well sort of. How I wish I can be with you now. Right at the time when the 2nd of May arrived. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baby, I hope you blow out your candles and make a great wish today. Even without me around.. I hope it comes true beyond your wildest dreams. I want nothing but good things for you and will work my entire life to make you happy. You are my joy. I look in your eyes each day and feel nothing but love. I am so lucky to be loved by you tahu?! I love you so so much Sayang. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We have so many more birthdays to celebrate. More dreams to make a reality, more memories to scrapbook in your albums. My dream has already come true, I get to spend my entire life with you. So honey, thank you for making my birthday wishes come true and I really hope yours do too. Happy birthday, sweetheart. I love you always Anis Anwar Zolkepri. :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Mya Zulkifl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size: small; "&gt;i&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/581566551114474702-369358486197620361?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/369358486197620361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-21st-birthday-sayang.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/369358486197620361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/369358486197620361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-21st-birthday-sayang.html' title='Happy 21st Birthday Sayang.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iqo5BIJMbhE/Tb2ZWJoYUHI/AAAAAAAABCk/krzNmZMe8C0/s72-c/loveyou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1061669340583339713</id><published>2011-02-14T20:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:16:18.599+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><title type='text'>Entah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifHv0asvR-A/TVl-xfJzhjI/AAAAAAAABCc/TnbxsEcQ0S8/s1600/MyaZulkifli%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifHv0asvR-A/TVl-xfJzhjI/AAAAAAAABCc/TnbxsEcQ0S8/s400/MyaZulkifli%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573625402489013810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1061669340583339713?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1061669340583339713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/02/entah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1061669340583339713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1061669340583339713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/02/entah.html' title='Entah.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ifHv0asvR-A/TVl-xfJzhjI/AAAAAAAABCc/TnbxsEcQ0S8/s72-c/MyaZulkifli%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8172952607078058379</id><published>2011-01-10T11:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:01:07.066+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>For Once In My Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; " &gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: justify;font-size: 13px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Sepanjang hidup aku tak pernah rasa terhina smpai hari ni. Nak salam, lecturer takmau. Pandang muka aku pun tak, terus cakap "NO NEED." Mintak maaflah madam, Ibu saya ajar, kalau boleh salam lecturer perempuan lps habis class. Ambil berkat. Tak sangka lah ada manusia mcm puan jgk kan. Paling teruk, puan sendiri MUSLIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;Don't let them matter to you if you don't matter to them. Cuz my life is too short to be wasted on crap. Dear, oh-you're-so-powerful-lecturer you're still matter to me because I'll be seeing you throughout this semester. It's okay if you don't want to shake my hands today by don't even look at me and just said "NO NEED", but remember Mam, KARMA is a BITCH. What goes around, comes around. May Allah bless you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8172952607078058379?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8172952607078058379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-once-in-my-life.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8172952607078058379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8172952607078058379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-once-in-my-life.html' title='For Once In My Life.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-441155478726559403</id><published>2010-12-25T14:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T14:25:24.518+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressions'/><title type='text'>Just a thought anyway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;Too much glitzy headbands, fancy clips, ribbons and whatsoever accessories on your head together with that multicolour layers of inner and the shawl just don't seem right. Girl, we know you're trying to be trendy and pretty. Once awhile is okay to look like the only rainbow walking around here and there. But come on, have some limit will ya? Stop trying too hard to impress. You are not the 'only' trendsetter anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;small style="margin-left: 3px; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;span id="status_time"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/mobile/" id="status_mobile_indicator" style="cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;i class="mob_status img sp_2q7r88 sx_e0d10a" style="background-image: url(http://b.static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/zO/r/cL3OajQwy0h.png); display: inline-block; height: 16px; width: 10px; background-position: -83px -307px; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small style="margin-left: 3px; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;small style="margin-left: 3px; white-space: nowrap; "&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&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/581566551114474702-441155478726559403?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/441155478726559403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-thought-anyway.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/441155478726559403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/441155478726559403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-thought-anyway.html' title='Just a thought anyway.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1287885813471546350</id><published>2010-12-13T06:31:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T06:42:46.271+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Tolong. Help.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Ciao lovelies.  How are you people? OMG. Lamanyaaaaa tak blog. Lamaaanyaa.... Tahun ni je boleh kira berapa post yang di post. Wargh. Tahun lepas? Err. Banyak. Almost everyday blogging. Tapi since masuk Uitm ni.. Adoyai. Malasnye. Merangkap busy sekali. Dah macam tak reti nak blog dah. Serious dah tak reti nak blog. Rasa mcm tah hapa2 je lah. Tulis je semua save dalam drafts. Kat draft tu dah mcm patbelas ratus post ada. =.=" MasayAllah. Haish2. Come2 lai2. Bagi lah idea nak blog pasal apa. Takkan nak post pasal love life je kan? Heh. Kang ada yang takpuas hati sanubari bagai pulak. Haha. :) Oh btw. Bosan2 kalau meh sini tanya soalan kat formspring saya. &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/myazulkifli"&gt;http://www.formspring.me/myazulkifli&lt;/a&gt; :) Tak pun follow me on Twitter &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MyaZulkifli"&gt;http://twitter.com/#!/MyaZulkifli&lt;/a&gt;. Tu pun kalau nak lah. Kalau nak je.. Tak nak takpe. Tak paksa. :) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TQWxZFWCiTI/AAAAAAAABCM/TG5Iv4l6YUQ/s400/bajet%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550037160293468466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px; " /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh jap. Tgok ni. Hahaha. Sama tak? Sama tak? Konon2 sama la. Konon je. Err.. Okay2. Tak sama. Kthanksbye.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/b&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/581566551114474702-1287885813471546350?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1287885813471546350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/12/tolong-help.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1287885813471546350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1287885813471546350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/12/tolong-help.html' title='Tolong. Help.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TQWxZFWCiTI/AAAAAAAABCM/TG5Iv4l6YUQ/s72-c/bajet%2521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1661798809385266183</id><published>2010-11-21T14:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T14:40:40.110+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I Love You So Much. Ibu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOkggChON4I/AAAAAAAABBw/zyhiE-xlYjc/s1600/pic%2B022.jpg..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOkggChON4I/AAAAAAAABBw/zyhiE-xlYjc/s400/pic%2B022.jpg..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541996551260223362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;No matter how much she annoys me, she's still my mother and I love her to death. Period. I love you Ibu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-Mya Zulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1661798809385266183?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1661798809385266183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-you-so-much-ibu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1661798809385266183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1661798809385266183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-you-so-much-ibu.html' title='I Love You So Much. Ibu.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOkggChON4I/AAAAAAAABBw/zyhiE-xlYjc/s72-c/pic%2B022.jpg..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-2946796879851809446</id><published>2010-11-14T16:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:55:01.903+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myanis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The Reasons Why I Love You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOAGEQz8Z5I/AAAAAAAABBI/mHBHzShhlw8/s1600/IMG_3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOAGEQz8Z5I/AAAAAAAABBI/mHBHzShhlw8/s400/IMG_3567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539434211967788946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Candid love~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love how you hold me. I love how you tell me I’m beautiful. I love how you look at me funny when I say something stupid. I love how you make me happy. I love how you smile when I see you. I love how you laugh when I say something random, or stupid. I love the face you make when I snort when I laugh. I love how you ask me if I’m alright when I cant stop laughing. I love how you make me feel. I love how you tell me I look cute. I love how you like my dressing. I love how you talk about nothing for hours. I love how you say sweet things to me. I love how you whisper in my ear when it’s really quiet. I love how you squeeze my arms so hard when I bully you. I love how I can talk to you for hours about anything, and you listen, and I listen. I love how we call each other as soon as we wake up. I love how you sound when I wake you up.  I love how you want to spend every day with me. I love how you squeeze my hand. I love how you touch my nose with your finger. I love how you lay your head on my shoulder, and tell me that everything’s perfect. I love how everything is perfect. I love how you see the person I really am. I love how you say we are perfect for each other. I love how you make me cry, but not because I’m upset or sad, or you hurt me, but because you made me the happiest person ever. I love how I wake up for you. I love how I anticipate seeing you. I love how you look into my eyes. So deep. I love how I get nervous when I see you, but feel more comfortable with you than I do with anyone else. I love how my parents and family love you. I love how you deal with my picky eating habits. I love how you worry about me, and take care of me. I love how you pay for me when we go places. I love how you insist everything will be alright, and make me feel at ease. I love how you keep me warm when I’m cold. I love how you give me weird looks at awkward moments. I love how you stop everything for me. I love how I’m important to you. I love how I make you happy. I love how you make me happy. I love how you make sure I stay in line. I love how I only want to be with you. I love how I only think about you. I love how I stop everything because I get distracted and have to call you. I love how you get jealous. I love how you are when you are with your family. I love being with your family. I love how I can see myself with you forever. I love how we talk about being together forever. I love how you think I have cute fingers. I love how you tickle me. I love how you get mad when someone says something to upset me. I love you because I know you're always there, there to catch me when I fall, there to listen when I need you, there when I feel alone. I love you because you understand me. You know how I feel even when I can't say it, you know I'm not as strong as I say and still you never let me know that I'm not fooling you. I love you because you make me believe, believe that I am not worthless, believe that I can be loved, am loved, and can love others. I love you because you know, you know I feel this way but can't say it and still you wait... letting me take my time to come to terms with the fact that I love you... would give my life up to be with you. And above all, never hurt you, lie to you or leave you. And the list can go on and on.. Most of all,  I love everything about you. Now I hope you understand. I know that I will never find what I have with you, with anyone else, and at this very moment I don't believe that I could be as happy as I am with you, with anyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sincerely yours,&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&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/581566551114474702-2946796879851809446?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/2946796879851809446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/11/reasons-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2946796879851809446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2946796879851809446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/11/reasons-i-love-you.html' title='The Reasons Why I Love You.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOAGEQz8Z5I/AAAAAAAABBI/mHBHzShhlw8/s72-c/IMG_3567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7508166610140080666</id><published>2010-08-24T19:18:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T19:31:24.952+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>My Type Of Guy :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/THQAPkyujSI/AAAAAAAABAc/2BnWmw2phjc/s1600/choc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/THQAPkyujSI/AAAAAAAABAc/2BnWmw2phjc/s400/choc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509028511755439394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;My type of guy is someone I look up to; someone who I wish I could be.I don't think I could ever date someone I don't look up to, whether it is for his smarts, kindness, confidence, ect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My type of guy would be someone I can be myself in front of. I want to be able to dance around in front of him, even if I don't know shit about dancing; I want to be able to sing in front of him, even if I may not be the best out of it; I want to be able to let my emotions run wild. I want to be able to do all of this without feeling embarrassed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My type of guy would be someone who could accept me completely; the good and  bad. Even if most people would think I'm a bitch or winey or weird orwhatever people call me behind my back, I would want him overlook those things and let me be who I am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My type of guy would be someone who can be satisfied just being in each others presence. I'd want him to not feel awkward if we were just sitting in the car at the back of the seat with one of our parents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My type of guy would be someone who pays some sort of attention to me. I've never been the girl who guys really pay that much attention to. I'd like to feel like someone actually thinks I'm smart or beautiful or sexy or whatever for once in my life&lt;/strong&gt; (but not in a creepy stalker sort of way. I have my limits after all)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My type of guy would be someone I can cry my eyes out to without feeling embarrassed. Who can wipe away my tears and my running nose with his bare hands.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to be the type of girl that can look past all of my guy's faults and love him just as he is no matter what stories people might tell me or how his personality is. I'll deal with the restraints he may want to put on me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to be the type of gir lwho can tell what he's thinking. I want to be able to know when he's sad, know when he's angry so I can comfort him in whatever way possible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to be the type of girl who he can be comfortable being himself with. I want him to be able to do stupid things with me; dance like a complete retard in public with me; cry his eyes out on my shoulder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to be  the type of girl who can make him feel complete, like the other half of him he's been searching for all of his life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to be the type of girl who supports him all the way. If he wants to be a writer, I want to be making him coffee and snacks to get him through that last chapter. If he wants to be a football player, I want to be cheering him from the stands. If he wants to become an actor, I want to be clapping the loudest when he comes on stage. If he wants a be a mechanic, I want to be the one going to Petronas at three a.m. getting him oil or wrenches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/THQAIq28FlI/AAAAAAAABAU/4M8R7xfsw2w/s1600/Tom+Welling-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/THQAIq28FlI/AAAAAAAABAU/4M8R7xfsw2w/s400/Tom+Welling-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509028393124632146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe I'm just a dreamer with her head in the clouds. Maybe you guys think I'm setting my standards too high. Whatever the case, I want my future lover to know, whoever he might be, that I'll do everything I can to be the things I've mentioned above. All I ask in return is his love~ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7508166610140080666?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7508166610140080666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-type-of-guy.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7508166610140080666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7508166610140080666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-type-of-guy.html' title='My Type Of Guy :)'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/THQAPkyujSI/AAAAAAAABAc/2BnWmw2phjc/s72-c/choc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-5676941655275357944</id><published>2010-06-11T17:32:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:37:53.238+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>This is For The Broken Hearted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TBJX2khvKII/AAAAAAAABAE/jynKDFOwe_o/s1600/mya+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TBJX2khvKII/AAAAAAAABAE/jynKDFOwe_o/s400/mya+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481540291493046402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~See the smile on my face? I'll be fine :)~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;This is for the broken hearted. I know how you feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. You don't want to laugh, because you know it's not going to help, but you don't want to cry, because it will just make you feel worse. You feel like your heart is falling apart, but not only that, but you know soon your life is going to feel like it's falling apart too. You don't think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt you so much, then why do you still love them. That's the confusing part, you don't know why, you just do, and the people who hurt you the most, and normally the ones you love the most. And then, after a few weeks, you finally feel a sense of relief, like you're getting happy again, but you know inside that you're just going into denial. And after a few more weeks, you're back to where you were an empty soul and teary eyes. You thought you got over them, but really, you just stopped showing it. And you can't help but to show it again. It leaves deep scars on your heart that are there forever. And no one understands how you feel, and how deep you are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn't happened to them And even if it has, every broken heart is different. They don't know the true pain you feel and carry each and everyday now, so you learn that basically you are alone with all this. And the feeling starts to overwhelm you, and suddenly you just break down, right there, because you know you've had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and you're to the point where you don't care who see's. Because you've spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted by the scars and fear of rejection. And in the midst of all these tears, you know that its not helping any, and it's not going to bring them back, if you ever even had them in the first place. After about a million tears have been cried, you finally pull yourself back together and keep going. Your throat starts to clench and your eyes burn with the tears you are trying to hold back. Everyone says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"It will be okay…” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But you know it won't. And that’s the truth, it won’t. And you look back on all of the hurt you had from this, and you realize that people are horrible. You're still hurt, but you've learned to hide it so that everyone thinks you are okay. So now every time you see this person, you know you still love them, and you feel a slight tingle in your heart yearning for them to love you, screaming out, but for some reason they don't hear it. And then you sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-5676941655275357944?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/5676941655275357944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-for-broken-hearted.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5676941655275357944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5676941655275357944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-for-broken-hearted.html' title='This is For The Broken Hearted.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TBJX2khvKII/AAAAAAAABAE/jynKDFOwe_o/s72-c/mya+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7016739716315262080</id><published>2010-06-11T17:16:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T17:24:27.045+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>After Months. Finally an update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciao tutti.. 1stly I just want to say I misss blogggging like so very much. Im sorry for not updating my blog for quite sometime. Berabuk semua blog aku ni dah. =.=" Gaahh.. Whatever. There were so many things happened to me for the past months.. Nothing u can imagine. I've been through near death experienced and many more. Seriously, I've been through deep shits on and on and on. Traumatized with my last accident, being lied to from someone I trust the most, my own bestfriend. Then I broke someone's heart and got my heart broken. Karma right? So yeah~ I don't trust no one no more. End of story. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TBJUu5fvIYI/AAAAAAAAA_8/ImFg-lxRGNA/s1600/car+crashed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TBJUu5fvIYI/AAAAAAAAA_8/ImFg-lxRGNA/s400/car+crashed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481536861147963778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;~The pic says it all~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s- I miss youuuuuuuuuu peeeeooppplee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7016739716315262080?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7016739716315262080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/06/after-months-finally-update.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7016739716315262080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7016739716315262080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/06/after-months-finally-update.html' title='After Months. Finally an update.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TBJUu5fvIYI/AAAAAAAAA_8/ImFg-lxRGNA/s72-c/car+crashed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7828841568105895928</id><published>2010-03-20T09:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T09:52:51.170+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressions'/><title type='text'>What Can Love Be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S6SMgyGR_zI/AAAAAAAAA_s/cp8pS2v8GUw/s1600-h/16032010%28005%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S6SMgyGR_zI/AAAAAAAAA_s/cp8pS2v8GUw/s400/16032010%28005%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450635943856963378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What can the love in my soul be compared to another wonderful soul which is so far and yet so close of my self? What can this symbiosis between two souls can be? What can love be when you feel you cannot sleep at night, that every drop of dew becomes a crystal in your heart, when every breeze of wind has magical meanings? What can love be when you feel that you want nothing more in this world that to be with the soul you love? But what can love be in other transcendental realities? What about our souls? Are our souls a waterfall, a true Niagara or a smile, a flirt of an angel? Are our souls a mere mood of a fairy or a lightening in a summer rain? Our souls could be all of this and much more. But what really happens in that transcendental reality when we feel we are truly in love, that we love so much that it hurts? That the air in the room is unbreathable, that the sentimental, spiritual or physical distances kill us? What happens when dawn find us sadder than ever, looking for an excuse or an argument for the person we love so much, our Great Love? What are all these? What are the looks lost in the desert horizons of unfulfilment or those in the eyes that deeply loose each other in the others inside the souls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7828841568105895928?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7828841568105895928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-can-love-be.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7828841568105895928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7828841568105895928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-can-love-be.html' title='What Can Love Be...'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S6SMgyGR_zI/AAAAAAAAA_s/cp8pS2v8GUw/s72-c/16032010%28005%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7633729711923164379</id><published>2010-03-06T16:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T16:21:08.788+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facts'/><title type='text'>LADIESSS! Attention Please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10 Things Men Wish Women Knew About Them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here’s the standard line on men: We’re simple, straightforward, limited—and usually perfectly happy to leave it there. Why? Because it keeps your expectations of us low. But here’s the single biggest thing women don’t get about men: &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Family-Lifestyle/Relationships/9-Complaints-He-Can-t-Handle.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; Masculinity&lt;/a&gt; is a complicated performance we agree to in order to be seen as men. Unfortunately, that performance is more designed to conceal than reveal us. For instance, it’s easier and more “masculine” for us to talk about the great sex we had rather than describe the great conversation afterward. So, a woman ends up knowing the male script, but not the man. Breaking character, then, I give you (in random order) 10 things he wishes you knew about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right"  style="width: 200px; text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/01-10-things-men-wish/878970-1-eng-US/01-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Even Men Like Compliments Every Once in a While&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real guys, or so the story goes, don’t need &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Family-Lifestyle/Relationships/Do-You-Speak-His-Language.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; praise&lt;/a&gt;. Especially not about girlish things, like if those jeans show off our assets. But the truth is, men enjoy a little well-intentioned objectification. A squeeze of the biceps and a lingering stare when we reach for the top shelf—these remind us of what attracted you to us and appeal to our Darwinian sense of selectivity (i.e., what keeps you choosing us over the other monkeys). It also makes it OK, even desirable, to send a little objectification your way, too. And just to be clear, the praise doesn’t need to be physical. In fact, it’s important that women commend those things masculinity tends to belittle, like if we’re good cooks or get passionate about foreign films. Tell us, too, when we’ve been a good father, a caring son or a helpful husband. Watch how much faster the toilet gets cleaned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/02-10-things-men-wish/878975-1-eng-US/02-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right" face="verdana" style="width: 200px; text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We Are Brutally Honest Because We Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that, at times, &lt;em&gt;tact&lt;/em&gt; can be the only four-letter word that doesn’t describe us, but women need to rethink their reactions to male candor. Men lie and obfuscate with people they have no interest in. The art of BS—and indulging others with their BS—is how we get through the day. But with you, lucky you, we want to forget all that. We want to tell you why your mother bothers us and how you can solve the problem with your high-maintenance &lt;span&gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;. In a relationship, &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Family-Lifestyle/Relationships/9-Common-Lies-Husbands-Tell.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; honesty&lt;/a&gt; is a young man’s mistake because the longer a man feels punished for it, the more he begins to censor himself. And that’s when you really need to worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/03-10-things-men-wish/878980-1-eng-US/03-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right" face="verdana" style="width: 200px; text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You Should Appreciate Our Reliability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar to honesty, a good man demonstrates his &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Family-Lifestyle/Relationships/What-Every-Marriage-Needs.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; commitment&lt;/a&gt; to you by showing up. So it’s more than a little irritating to hear about your fascination with the jerk who has mastered the art of illusion: He’s there, but not really. It’s a vicious cycle—the more men feel those guys get the benefits of your time and attention, the more incentive we have to become those guys. And that’s bad for both of you since more of those guys turn your illusion into our delusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/04-10-things-men-wish/878985-1-eng-US/04-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right" style="width: 200px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love Means Never Having to Be Attached at the Hip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We acknowledge the importance of couple time. We’d even go so far as to say that, in the best relationships, love that is asserted each day deepens and extends. Lost in this, however, is the belief that time spent enriching oneself also enriches partnerships. In other words, going on a hiking weekend with the boys does not diminish the &lt;span&gt;bond&lt;/span&gt; we share. Like women need the affirmation of their &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Family-Lifestyle/Relationships/6-Ways-To-Work-In-Friend-Time.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; girl friends&lt;/a&gt;, guys need the companionship of other men. This kind of solo time will refresh us and we’ll come back with more for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/05-10-things-men-wish/878990-1-eng-US/05-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right" style="width: 200px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We Respect You as Females—and Love What Makes You Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad to say that equality in our times means adopting the worst of both sexes: Men get more sexualized and women can be cruder. And while no fair-minded guy wants women to return to the 1950s sitcom (although coming home to a roast chicken and a stiff &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Food/Recipes/Kitchen-Bytes-Creative-Cocktails.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; drink&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Food/Bursting-the-Energy-Drink-Bubble.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;ain’t bad as a fantasy), neither do we want the elimination of the feminine as a virtue. Don’t be ashamed to hold on to those things that make you different from us, like how you care about smelling nice or reminding us of empathy. That isn’t regressive; it’s just beautiful. To see the exception, read #6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right" style="width: 200px; text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/06-10-things-men-wish/878995-1-eng-US/06-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 6.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Be the Boss in the Bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words: Unleash yourself. Express your &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Family-Lifestyle/Relationships/6-Common-Sex-Dreams-Decoded.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; fantasies&lt;/a&gt;. Use your hands &lt;em&gt;along with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; your…imagination. Show us who’s boss and give us good directions—you already know we don’t do well asking for them. Your explanations will heighten our intuition and your pleasure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Family-Lifestyle/Relationships/Tips-for-a-Successful-Marriage.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/07-10-things-men-wish/879000-1-eng-US/07-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right" style="width: 200px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Our First Commitment Is to Ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the biggest complaints by women (for the second, read #8) is that men don’t &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Family-Lifestyle/Relationships/Tips-for-a-Successful-Marriage.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; commit&lt;/a&gt;. Right or wrong, men are raised to believe that a successful life hinges on self-fulfillment. Relationships, at first glance, seem to impinge on that. They make men nervous that the pursuit of happiness will become the path of missed opportunity. But men do come around to understand that true self-fulfillment depends on fulfilling another. What can you do in the meantime? Take a page from our script on this one and focus on your self-fulfillment, your own passions. This kind of healthy withdrawal will make pursuing you part of our happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/08-10-things-men-wish/879005-1-eng-US/08-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right" style="width: 200px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For Us, Seeing Is Believing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know why men like &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Food/Recipes/Dinner-and-a-Movie-Football-Night.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; sports&lt;/a&gt;? Pure, measurable success. At the end of the game, no one can dispute the number of touchdown passes or home-runs. An athlete works toward a goal and is rewarded with concrete proof of his effort. What is the irrefutable proof of a successful emotional life? Here, the data is less tangible. Men fear endeavors where success is vague because failure seems a likely result. In case you hadn’t noticed, we hate to fail. One way to take the failure out is to become his ally in those pursuits that bring him emotionally alive; his attempt at wholeness there will illuminate the great rewards of an emotional life elsewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/09-10-things-men-wish/879010-1-eng-US/09-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right" style="width: 200px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;We May Lose Small Battles, but Always Remember the Wars We’ve Won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How important is putting the toilet seat down if the yard is mowed each week? Does it matter that an item was &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Health/7-Forgotten-Female-Erogenous-Zones.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; forgotten&lt;/a&gt; at the store when he checked off the rest? If he let the kid go to his friend’s with a stained shirt but made sure to spend time on his science project, is there a point to mentioning it? Women should remember to give credit where credit is due.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="figure fig-right" style="width: 200px; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.womansday.com/var/ezflow_site/storage/images/media/images/10-10-things-men-wish/879015-1-eng-US/10-10-Things-Men-Wish.jpg" alt="" height="258" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fathers Are Just as Important as Mothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can seem, at times, that the world elevates the feminine over the masculine and that the lessons men can impart are outmoded or regarded as Neanderthal. But when a bully is picking on your son, your &lt;a href="http://www.womansday.com/Articles/Family-Lifestyle/Relationships/10-Things-Husbands-Should-Never-Do.html" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt; husband&lt;/a&gt; showing him how to throw a punch is not nonsensical. Or if your daughter has an athletic talent, his testosterone-fueled guidance may teach her more than just competitiveness. Honoring what men know based on their experiences is just as valuable to the young as the insights of women. Freely sharing his wisdom prevents imbalance, both in us and those we seek to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more infoooosss.... visit http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/sex/10-things-men-wish-women-knew-about-them-977369/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7633729711923164379?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7633729711923164379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/03/ladiesss-attention-please.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7633729711923164379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7633729711923164379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/03/ladiesss-attention-please.html' title='LADIESSS! 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Till then~ Toodles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/strong&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/581566551114474702-6643826038349283980?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/6643826038349283980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-just-that-im-lazy-and-busy.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6643826038349283980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6643826038349283980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-just-that-im-lazy-and-busy.html' title='It&apos;s Just That Im Lazy and Busy.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-6198233357207359005</id><published>2010-02-13T11:48:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T16:49:33.965+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>The Distance Won, We Lost Our Battle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Yeah, so many pending posts in my draft. Just so you know. For the first time in a long time,  I felt so happy, so rejoiced. You came to me when I was in dire need of a shoulder. You showed me there was hope after tragedy. You became my bestfriend.  The times we laughed and the times we shared. Were priceless beyond anything I could imagine. We never knew the meaning of uncertainty and difficulty. I showed you what it was like to be a fool, a good fool. And in return, you taught me new ways of life.  The more we connected, the more we grew as people, friends and partners. You made me feel like I could trust and love again. Words uttered out of your mouth that made me feel safe and wanted &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Love is not a strong enough word to describe how I feel. I adore you really."&lt;/span&gt; I was caught.  My problems were yours as yours were mine. Blooming into something so deep, something so special. We were blinded by nothing but each other. The hours turned to days and days turned to months. Promises were never broken and feelings seem to flourish. This was real. So I thought...  Just as everything was going so well.. The distance began to win our battle of being together. Drifting apart, we dedicated ourselves to making this work. We tried and tried. And just as everything was returning to they way they were.. Love, devotion, and adorement.. You vanished into thin air as if you were just a dream.  To this day, my mind wonders how could something so strong be defeated so easily. No words could express the confusion, the doubt, the feeling of foolishness That runs through me as time goes by with an answer of Why? The last question left unanswered: Were you real or were you just one of my needs?  That is something that needs to be answered. One day, one lifetime. Very soon I promise! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S3gZ5TobJBI/AAAAAAAAA_g/RXh3hV_2IF0/s1600-h/Jimmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S3gZ5TobJBI/AAAAAAAAA_g/RXh3hV_2IF0/s400/Jimmy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438125022362936338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Thanks for being apart of me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy Bejar&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-6198233357207359005?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/6198233357207359005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/02/distance-began-to-win-our-battle.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6198233357207359005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6198233357207359005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/02/distance-began-to-win-our-battle.html' title='The Distance Won, We Lost Our Battle.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S3gZ5TobJBI/AAAAAAAAA_g/RXh3hV_2IF0/s72-c/Jimmy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8054471129536531986</id><published>2010-02-12T17:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:31:31.654+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><title type='text'>I Miss Blogging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S3WCTmkCd_I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-W-gsaDUybs/s1600-h/lala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S3WCTmkCd_I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-W-gsaDUybs/s400/lala.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437395398400571378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ciao tutti. Yes, I've been so very busy with everything. Assignments. Classes and even social life. Social life? LOL. Teheck. =.=" Ok. I miss blogging. I miss MENCAPAP. I miss writing and sharing my uh-so-thoughts. I miss reading your blog. Yes, urs! Sigh. I seriously got tons of stories to share but my brain is jam. Not even showing any signs of moving. Like darn it! Don't really know where and how to start my storiessss. Pending~ I meant yeah, otak aku pending gegila babeei. Adoyai~ Oh yeah. Just so u knw, Im back home. Finally. I miss my home, my bed, my kitchen, the bathroom, the bikes, the everythinggg and surely the peeps whose been living their arses in this house. Feels like it's been ages since the last time I went back. Teheck? O.o" Ok fine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;asal aku rasa mcm msuk rumah org lain plak ni? Sumpah byk brubah. Mcm lama gegila xblk. Penambahan perabot2 kt umah menyebkan aku terkesima 25saat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Ahh, whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Till then, toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8054471129536531986?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8054471129536531986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-miss-blogging.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8054471129536531986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8054471129536531986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-miss-blogging.html' title='I Miss Blogging.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S3WCTmkCd_I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-W-gsaDUybs/s72-c/lala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8021985894126260487</id><published>2010-01-23T04:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T04:42:06.177+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ankle sprain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>I Sprained My Ankle. Now What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Urghh.. I sprained my ankle last nite during supper with my friend, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Anis&lt;/span&gt;. And guess wht, my ankle is like a ballooooonn and hell it's killing me. It hurt so bad~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;I did some research bout ankle sprains. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;'Ligaments torn'&lt;/span&gt; and tefuck it's so painful that I can't bear to set my right foot down on the ground. And gosh I got classes this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Monday &lt;/span&gt;and with my hostel location is so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'perfect'&lt;/span&gt; which is on top of the hill. Hoooyeaahh... Welcome to the hell Mya. My &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Monday &lt;/span&gt;is soo gonna be such a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;MOANday&lt;/span&gt;. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&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/581566551114474702-8021985894126260487?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8021985894126260487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-sprained-my-ankle-now-what.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8021985894126260487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8021985894126260487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-sprained-my-ankle-now-what.html' title='I Sprained My Ankle. Now What?'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-5520325479683340709</id><published>2010-01-19T05:11:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T04:14:30.970+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Tersentap Aku Seketika.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S1Z0gYxBT7I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/OZ_GhRGY9O4/s1600-h/IMG_0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428654500594405298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S1Z0gYxBT7I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/OZ_GhRGY9O4/s400/IMG_0778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; ~Ok, Batrisyia sesangatlah adorable. Rindu~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ciao. Ok. Aku kt library online jap.. Tujuan, nak submit 1st &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'bontot-signment'&lt;/span&gt; kt Sir Alias. Then, dah submit, saje blogging mcm dah xde keje. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*padahal Agama task xsiap lagi, English lagi, mcm2 ah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Ahhh.. pegi mampp. Adoi, dlm thumbdrive aku ni terbanyak la plakk pics yg aku sendiri lupa akan kewujudannyaaaa. Sunmpah weyh. Ok fine. Motif blogging kali ni saje je nk tunjuk pic yg bikin aku tersentapp beberapa saat tadi. FCK la! Rindu Ibu, Abah, Ticha, Adib, Hafiz and Asyraf. Ok fine. Sorry pic Hafiz and Asyraf xtermasukkk kali ni. So, tah. Whatever. Aku berhenti di sini. Japgi ada lagi 2classssss. Bye. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-5520325479683340709?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/5520325479683340709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/tersentap-aku-seketika.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5520325479683340709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5520325479683340709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/tersentap-aku-seketika.html' title='Tersentap Aku Seketika.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S1Z0gYxBT7I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/OZ_GhRGY9O4/s72-c/IMG_0778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-2086268862262006728</id><published>2010-01-18T14:40:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T14:53:58.542+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Sumpah Lifeless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Ciao tutti. Aku bosan dgn penat laa dgn jadual waktu hari2 yg mcm taik. =____=" Bosan laa.. Nak online pun xde masa. Ok fine. Ada la masa but tetengah memalamm buta la plak kann.. Thn bilanya nk tido? Pastu hampehnye nak online harapp je wi-fi coverage cantik tapi unable to connect. Haissshhhh baik xyah ade wi-fi. Nak lepak2 pun lagi laa.. Dgn weekends pun ada program aktiviti haprakk. Nak skip xboleh plak. Lagi2 bebudak Part 1 or junior macam akuh. =_______=" Hadddoooiiii.. Nak balikk rumah la weyyy. Lecturers pun dah start nak serang kitorang dgn &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;'bontot-signments'&lt;/span&gt; secara bertubi-tubi &lt;em&gt;(sila translate'kan 'bontot' dlm English)&lt;/em&gt;. No mercy betul. Adoyyaaii... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*terlentang kengkonon penat abes la*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Haaiishhh. Time mcm ni la baru nk rindu jerit pekik Ibu hari2. Rindu masakan ibu. Rindu sesemua laaa.. Wuaaaa..... Nakkk balik rumah la!! T_____T Tolong... Helpp... Aiuto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;P/s- Hitam legamm dah aku mcm pungkoq kuali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-2086268862262006728?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/2086268862262006728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/sumpah-lifeless.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2086268862262006728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2086268862262006728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/sumpah-lifeless.html' title='Sumpah Lifeless.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7935620436163699623</id><published>2010-01-15T08:44:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:54:14.759+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Help me. I'm Lifeless Here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ciao tutti... Just a quickie. How's everything going on with u guys? I'm doing just OK here in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UiTM Malacca&lt;/span&gt;. For god sake. I miss blogging so much. I miss all my internet social networking, FB etc. I seriously got no time to freaking online. Been flipping busy with classes and assignments. Not to forget, I miss my bed! I miss my home I miss my family specially my baby sister. And yes, I miss my Amore. =( Oh dear, I'm lifeless here. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Till then, toodles. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s- I'm losing weight here and I'm getting a 'nice TAN' here in Malacca! FCK Malacca is so 'HOT'! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7935620436163699623?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7935620436163699623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-me-im-lifeless-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7935620436163699623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7935620436163699623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/help-me-im-lifeless-here.html' title='Help me. I&apos;m Lifeless Here.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-2183643606964499596</id><published>2010-01-08T11:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:38:37.875+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adrenaline rush'/><title type='text'>Mengucap Panjang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S0cKXiICgNI/AAAAAAAAA_I/RaqHUrc2fiE/s1600-h/coolio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S0cKXiICgNI/AAAAAAAAA_I/RaqHUrc2fiE/s400/coolio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424315675604844754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-R&amp;amp;R mana tahh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ciao tutti.. Fuhh, Alhamdulillah Im still breathing today. LOL. Guess what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" class="UIStory_Message" &gt;&lt;span&gt; m&lt;/span&gt;y dad picked me up from UiTM Malacca with his darling superbike and darn it. I managed to see the max speed of 198km/h at the moment. The rest, naaah, can't barely open up my eyes tho! Melayang2 aku malam tadi. Fcking cool! Love the adrenaline rush tho! Woot2~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mengucap panjang laaa all the way~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" class="UIStory_Message" &gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-2183643606964499596?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/2183643606964499596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/mengucap-panjang.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2183643606964499596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2183643606964499596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/mengucap-panjang.html' title='Mengucap Panjang.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S0cKXiICgNI/AAAAAAAAA_I/RaqHUrc2fiE/s72-c/coolio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7124065999778517674</id><published>2010-01-07T17:43:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T18:26:50.815+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><title type='text'>2010. Oh My.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S0YYYvMaODI/AAAAAAAAA_A/FOz7l-z9mg0/s1600-h/2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S0YYYvMaODI/AAAAAAAAA_A/FOz7l-z9mg0/s400/2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424049614478784562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Uitm= eyebags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ciao tutti! Honestly, I dont know how to start. I seriously got tonssaaaa stories to share and qwertyfdsasjkcx oh god only knw. Seriously, this new year, the orientation week, new friends, new lecturers, new surrounding bla3... Everything is new and hectic and fun yet suck at the same time. Darn it. I honestly dont knw where to start. I wanna share everything to u peeps but gaaah~ Ok, how if.. I just keep it to myself. Want to knw wht's going on bla3 whatsoever, feel free to call me. As simple as tht. And I yet somehow I misss blogggggginng so very much! 2010 will be one such busy year for me. Wallahualam~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P/s- Happpppyyyy NEWW YEAARRR and God bless u all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/581566551114474702-7124065999778517674?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7124065999778517674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-oh-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7124065999778517674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7124065999778517674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-oh-my.html' title='2010. Oh My.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S0YYYvMaODI/AAAAAAAAA_A/FOz7l-z9mg0/s72-c/2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-4483327316801966671</id><published>2009-12-26T10:17:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T10:36:17.063+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzXYOtsKMDI/AAAAAAAAA-4/IBxlHmpC3Mc/s1600-h/Zoey%21.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzXYOtsKMDI/AAAAAAAAA-4/IBxlHmpC3Mc/s400/Zoey%21.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419475473904840754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night.. I had a super long conversation with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=573644295" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Jimmy Bejar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and was surprised with an unexpected call from my old time 'Silly DJ-mate' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=783899619" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Zoey Rahman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; right after talking with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;. And Im currently missing my 'SKYPE.FM' together with another 'DJ' Si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1046398851" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Adam Alfian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; . Those days~ ;D Rindu gila gegedik dgn korang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- Im leaving to UiTM Melaka in less than 24hours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 132px; height: 64px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-4483327316801966671?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/4483327316801966671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4483327316801966671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4483327316801966671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzXYOtsKMDI/AAAAAAAAA-4/IBxlHmpC3Mc/s72-c/Zoey%21.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-9010913781027772827</id><published>2009-12-24T08:06:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T08:18:44.068+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUJyqsvlI/AAAAAAAAA-I/DXO4fev4cNg/s1600-h/girlsss+006..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUJyqsvlI/AAAAAAAAA-I/DXO4fev4cNg/s400/girlsss+006..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418696935109082706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao tuttii.... Come staiii? More and more quickie. I seriously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;had fun yesterday with&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1190620985" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Zawen Anwar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at The Apartment KLCC, followed up by bestie reunion with&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1798406078" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Alieya Farhaniey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;together with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000380145015" title="To tag someone, type @ and then the friend's name"&gt;Anith Aqilah Sulaiman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; and some of their friends at Pavilion. Oh yeah, managed to grab a pair of shoes. Tht's it. Ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUwo5y3vI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/mO3zv9VYMaQ/s1600-h/girlsss+002..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUwo5y3vI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/mO3zv9VYMaQ/s400/girlsss+002..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418697602502942450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUxfHMYjI/AAAAAAAAA-g/YAhaFK6MyaU/s1600-h/girlsss+009..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUxfHMYjI/AAAAAAAAA-g/YAhaFK6MyaU/s400/girlsss+009..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418697617054655026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUxFPF8RI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/eT_vpcu9QtY/s1600-h/girlsss+004..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUxFPF8RI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/eT_vpcu9QtY/s400/girlsss+004..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418697610108465426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUx_t8Y-I/AAAAAAAAA-w/WBgSDUz11yI/s1600-h/girlsss+019...jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUx_t8Y-I/AAAAAAAAA-w/WBgSDUz11yI/s400/girlsss+019...jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418697625807119330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUxoxUVwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/UfAAWRxsOro/s1600-h/girlsss+010..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUxoxUVwI/AAAAAAAAA-o/UfAAWRxsOro/s400/girlsss+010..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418697619647256322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s- No caption needed. TQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 132px; height: 64px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-9010913781027772827?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/9010913781027772827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/them.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9010913781027772827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9010913781027772827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/them.html' title='Them.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzMUJyqsvlI/AAAAAAAAA-I/DXO4fev4cNg/s72-c/girlsss+006..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7068132953448635169</id><published>2009-12-22T11:11:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T12:14:25.616+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Aku Pemalas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao tutti.. Just a quickie. Seriously, kemalasan melanda diri. Malasss gegila nk update. But still byk mende nk crita. Camne tu? Adoyaai~ Ok.. Here we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzCjvPoQ8FI/AAAAAAAAA94/liPLm7IVcbw/s1600-h/Kenduri+TAHLIL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzCjvPoQ8FI/AAAAAAAAA94/liPLm7IVcbw/s400/Kenduri+TAHLIL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418010383771299922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;~Ramaiii org~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Jumaat aritu, 18/12/2009. Ade buat kenduri tahlil, kenduri bukak rumah, doa selamat etc.. kt rumah. Ramai gegila org dtg. Sepupu sepapat dua pupu dua papat semua ada. Yg xkenal pun ada. LOL. So, penatttt laa aritu~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzCkm0Z4gEI/AAAAAAAAA-A/M_IEUi4QhNE/s1600-h/kenduri+kawin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzCkm0Z4gEI/AAAAAAAAA-A/M_IEUi4QhNE/s400/kenduri+kawin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418011338535895106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Alololo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Sabtu plak, 19/12/2009. Ade kenduri kt Keramat Permai. Sedara mara opah pny anak perempuan kawin. So, pegi la kitorang, Ibu, Opah, Batrisyia and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. Ahad lepas, 20/12/2009. Birthday nya si laki aku ni. He's turning 19. Budakk lagi ghupenye~ Hahaha! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Amore mio.. Te amo e mi manchi molto! Non posso vivere senza voi! Tante auguri a te!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Semalam, Isnin 21/12/2009. Was my 6months anniversary with Jimmy. =) Already survived for half year! Rindu gegila babengg ah~ Oh yeah, pegi Bank Islam, settle up for registration payment whatsoever dgn bukak akaun baru. Adoi. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Birthday Apeng jugak arini*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. Today, went out with my mom for some stuffssss. Beli barang2 tuk UiTM nnt. Konon2 beli barang keperluan ah, merangkap SHOPPING skali. LOL. Alang2 sale kan? Bila sampai rumah tdi, amek kau.. Masing2 malass nk bawak kluar brg semua dr kete. Banyak mcm nk pindah rumah! Dush~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. Arini dah hari Selasa, esok Rabu, pastu Khamis, pastu Jumaat, Sabtu.. Then Ahad. Aiseyh. Sedih pulak nk tinggal rumah~ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Ayat pilu mcm xbalik rumah dah*&lt;/span&gt; Choy.. Hahah! Oh jap, Melaka.. Bukan jaukk mcm Italy kan? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. Ok, quickie dah habis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. Dah laaa weyyy.... Ok!! Dah smpai no10. Till then, toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 132px; height: 64px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7068132953448635169?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7068132953448635169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/aku-pemalas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7068132953448635169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7068132953448635169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/aku-pemalas.html' title='Aku Pemalas.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SzCjvPoQ8FI/AAAAAAAAA94/liPLm7IVcbw/s72-c/Kenduri+TAHLIL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-9013082210302182700</id><published>2009-12-14T11:58:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T12:11:55.335+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><title type='text'>Oh-I'm-So-Blergh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ciao tutti.. I'm leaving to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;UiTM Malacca&lt;/span&gt; on this upcoming 27th. Wah2.. Mcm nk pegi jauhh plak~ LOL. Melaka sudah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And, before I go, there's a lot of clothes to pack, a lot of things to buy, a lot of stuffs to settle, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a lot of people to meet&lt;/span&gt;, and now? I still got 80% what-so-ever to go~ Flip it! Till then, toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SyYb8ca80yI/AAAAAAAAA9w/97tYd_93XAk/s1600-h/hurm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SyYb8ca80yI/AAAAAAAAA9w/97tYd_93XAk/s400/hurm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415046327194932002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh yeah, I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;so bad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 132px; height: 64px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-9013082210302182700?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/9013082210302182700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-im-so-blergh.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9013082210302182700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9013082210302182700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-im-so-blergh.html' title='Oh-I&apos;m-So-Blergh.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SyYb8ca80yI/AAAAAAAAA9w/97tYd_93XAk/s72-c/hurm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-3826723354335604652</id><published>2009-12-14T10:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:04:20.197+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement Day'/><title type='text'>My Cousin, Kak Azian's Engagement.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was held yesterday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;13th December 2009&lt;/span&gt; at my Pak Ndak's house here in Rawang. May Allah bless them both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SyYM6voXm1I/AAAAAAAAA9o/3eTjbbFEK3U/s1600-h/DSCN1733..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SyYM6voXm1I/AAAAAAAAA9o/3eTjbbFEK3U/s400/DSCN1733..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415029805317331794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SyYLuROPZvI/AAAAAAAAA9g/nBdrwdZd3_Y/s1600-h/DSCN1734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SyYLuROPZvI/AAAAAAAAA9g/nBdrwdZd3_Y/s400/DSCN1734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415028491484620530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s- Wondering when is my turn? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 132px; height: 64px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-3826723354335604652?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/3826723354335604652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-cousin-kak-azians-engagement.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3826723354335604652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3826723354335604652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-cousin-kak-azians-engagement.html' title='My Cousin, Kak Azian&apos;s Engagement.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SyYM6voXm1I/AAAAAAAAA9o/3eTjbbFEK3U/s72-c/DSCN1733..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-2201303046076454562</id><published>2009-12-09T18:02:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:21:16.280+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Just a 'Quickie'. Finalmente.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sx_b2lgKR9I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/ldZ5zGwU5jM/s1600-h/IMG00244-20091209-1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sx_b2lgKR9I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/ldZ5zGwU5jM/s400/IMG00244-20091209-1817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413287007949047762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao tutti.. Just a quickie. I went out today. Hit my Opah's crib then soon off to meet my friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Zawen Anwar &lt;/span&gt;at KLCC for a while and then soon, had a dinner with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Aunt Baby&lt;/span&gt; at The Lotus. Hold up... I did grabbed a pair of shoes just now. It's on SALE rmmber? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tht's all. Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 132px; height: 64px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-2201303046076454562?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/2201303046076454562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-quickie-finalmente.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2201303046076454562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2201303046076454562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-quickie-finalmente.html' title='Just a &apos;Quickie&apos;. Finalmente.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sx_b2lgKR9I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/ldZ5zGwU5jM/s72-c/IMG00244-20091209-1817.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7645924217568137803</id><published>2009-12-08T03:38:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T10:48:47.434+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pfft'/><title type='text'>Al- Kisah Jiran Sebelah Carik Pasal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ciao tuttii.... Harini aku nk berita sikit kes yg lawak+ bodoh+ sgtlah kebudak-budakan yg berlaku semalam. Actually, rumah aku ni sekarang tgh dlm prosess 'finishing touch' la. Baru lepas renovate bla2 dgn cat gituu.. So, Nak dijadikan cerita adalah seorang lelaki dalam lingkungan late-40's yg berbangsa Cina duduk kt sebelah rumah, ditanya dgn jejiran yg lain, laki ni mmg xcampur org. Xbercakap pun dgn jejiran semua. Maybe sbb dia jer Cina kt row ni kot. Rasict? Entah la, tapi mungkin jugak~ So, bayangkan laa.. Dlm tmpoh lebih kurang 2bulan berdentum dentam bunyi bising ketuk itu ini, grill sana sini bla2.. Xde pulak laki ni nk complain kata bising ke ape. So, fine lah kan. Di pendekkan cerita.. Semalam, dlm pukul 11pagi cmtu ttbe jer ada polis dtg rumah. Semua pun mcm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Huh? Asal polis dtg umah kita plak ni?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Memasing pun nk aim &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;la, sbb slalu naik moto pusing2, pgi main bola etc xpakai helmet dah tu xde lesen pulak. Tgok2 bukan~ Rupanya, polis nk dtg sbb jiran seblah complain and buat police report pasal 'cat' tumpah kt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DALAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; longkang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;LUAR PAGAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;blakang dapur dia. WTF kn? Hahaha. Dah la time tu Abah kt office. Ape lagi, aku pun tepon la Abah smbil tgok 'crime scene' tu dgn abg polis tu dgn Ibu skalik. Yg paling xbole blah, 'cat' yg die kecoh sgt tu bukan la kene kawasan rumah dia. Cuma ada sikit jer DALAM longkang. LUAR PAGAR pulak tu. Pfft. Time tu plak ade la laki ni dok tgh basuh tgn kt dapur rumah dia. So, mmg sah2 la dia nmpak kitorang. Biasa laa.. Aku ni pun jenis yg stand up for my self not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;only for myself but for my family jugak la kan.. Mulut aku pun ringannn jer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Hak elehh... Cat sikit ciput pun nk buat report polis, bukan nya kitorang ROMPAK rumah dia ke ape.. Kecoh, rumah byk lalang mcm hutan nk report mende remeh mcm ni. Bodd...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha.. Agak kasar but nasibb pi kat hanggg laa.. Buat power pulak. Polis tu pun gelak dgr aku ckp. So, lepas calling2 contractor rumah tu, die pun dtg laa dgn bawak worker dia nk suruh cuci balik longkang dia tu.. Yang nk buat cite ni lagi menarik dan lawak. 'Cat' yg dia kecoh sgt tu rupanya hanyalah air kapur jer pun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Weh uncle kene hujan pun boleh hilang la!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Polis tu ada la ckp kt kitorang, die check la rumah Cina ni.. Duduk sorang tapi rumah berselerak tarak. Choyyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam pukul 2pm cmtu,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Lt. Col. Zulkifli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pun blk la rumah awal sbb kes ni.. Biasa la.. Mulut aku ni pun xbole nk power lagik kasik api2 kt Abah. Xde la kan.. Korang pun bole pikir x, ade ke pegi buat police report pasal mnde kecik mcm ni? Gilaa~ Abah aku pun ape lagi.. Pegi trus rumah Cina ni dgn Air Force uniform xsmpat tuka ape semua. Pnggil2 patbelas ratus kali, Cina ni bole buat pekak..Ahhh! Mmg silap la kann~ Xpasal2 tkluar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"U JGN SMPAI I PNGGIL AIR FORCE TEAM KASIK PECAH RUMAH U!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, dan2 baru kuar~ LMAO.... Amek hanggg! Sorry lah kan. U're just mess with the wrong people. Kene la semboq kaw2.. My dad siap bahan &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"U apa pasai mau kasik report sama itu polis? U igt I ni sapa hah? And u igt u sapa? Sudah besaq sgt ka? Kalau mau report polis apa pasal xreport sama jiran depan rumah kita ni? Dia pun polis! Apa pasai xmau kasik masuk paper terus?! Eh, mai sini tgok blakang rumah u! I mau kasik tunjuk u punya 'CAT' sudah hilang! Itu cat ar.. Air kapur u tau x! Kena hujan sudah hilang! Lain kali kasik check dulu la, I bukan rompak rumah u! Benda bodoh ini mcm pun xmau kasi tau sma I. Mana boleh ini mcm hidup berjiran, u tinggai sorang, klo ada apa2 sapa kasik tolong nnt? Hidup berjiran bukan ini macam u tau ka?"&lt;/span&gt; and bla3... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lawakk gila.. I mcm nk gelakk kot tgok muka die yg xtgok muka my dad... Tgok lantai rumah die yg pecah tu jer*&lt;/span&gt; Hahahhaahhaa!! Seriously, dia cuakk kot. Muka mmg lawak gegila. Drama betul! Hahahah. Slack xrecord jer scene tu. LOL. But serious shit doe, agak kasar la my dad pgi sound dia. But nasib la kan. Yg xbole bla.. Time die nk msuk rumah, dia bole plak mencarut &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"!@#$@&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CIB**&lt;/span&gt;!@@#@#$$!!"&lt;/span&gt; ape jadah dlm bahasa cina, mntang2 xpaham, Abah aku bole dgn slmber jer &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;"Weh, LU ckp apa? LU igt WA xtau Cina ka?! Mai sini ckp dpn muka WA la!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*agak kasar sikit la~ lu wa lu wa*&lt;/span&gt; Pastu cina tu trus masuk rumah dia. Cuakk! Amekk hanggg! Hahahaha! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*padahal abh aku mmg pun xpaham ape cina tu merepek&lt;/span&gt;* Huahuahua! So, moral of the story is, jgn la sbb mende remeh kecik lagi bodoh mcm ni pun nk buat report polis. Lagi2 klo kita hidup berjiran, mana boleh mcm tu. Kalau sakit apa semua nnt jiran la org yg akn tolong. Dgn kes laki ni yg hidup seorang diri pulak. Lagiii la xbole carik pasal. Aiyyo~ Hahaha. Mcm2 laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sx3JtigbnXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/gxJuWQxjvMc/s1600-h/fighting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sx3JtigbnXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/gxJuWQxjvMc/s400/fighting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412704111363333490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Nasib xsmpai mcm ni~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P/s- Patut la bila aku nk pgi bagi lauk ke kuih ke ape dia xpenah nk bukak pintu. Tringt pulak time &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jimbo &lt;/span&gt;sesat dlm semak samun lalang rumah dia. Pnggil2 dia xjawab, aku pun pnjat la gate dia. Hahaha! Trus kluar marah2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Sorry la UNCLE! Saya pnggil 24kali Uncle xmau kluar. Nk amek kucing saya saja, bukan menda lain~"&lt;/span&gt;. Hahah. Lagi satu, teringat aku cerita &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;'Gadoh'&lt;/span&gt; LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 132px; height: 64px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/581566551114474702-7645924217568137803?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7645924217568137803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/al-kisah-jiran-sebelah-carik-pasal.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7645924217568137803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7645924217568137803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/al-kisah-jiran-sebelah-carik-pasal.html' title='Al- Kisah Jiran Sebelah Carik Pasal.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sx3JtigbnXI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/gxJuWQxjvMc/s72-c/fighting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8896934216538370936</id><published>2009-12-07T07:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T07:53:49.675+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crappy'/><title type='text'>Xpayah Panggil Mak Andam Dah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxylxXsLNuI/AAAAAAAAA9I/tfmdzFx2mW8/s1600-h/06122009%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxylxXsLNuI/AAAAAAAAA9I/tfmdzFx2mW8/s400/06122009%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412383119783966434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Saving sikit kan3? HUAHUAHUA.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 132px; height: 64px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8896934216538370936?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8896934216538370936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/xpayah-panggil-mak-andam-dah.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8896934216538370936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8896934216538370936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/xpayah-panggil-mak-andam-dah.html' title='Xpayah Panggil Mak Andam Dah.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxylxXsLNuI/AAAAAAAAA9I/tfmdzFx2mW8/s72-c/06122009%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8327077156574745526</id><published>2009-12-05T16:52:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:06:36.089+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><title type='text'>I Have A Lovely 'Daughter'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ciao tutti! Come stai? Sto bene oggi.. Alora, I went to my bestie's crib, Ash just now for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kenduri Doa Selamat&lt;/span&gt;.. The people = great, the food = superbly delicious, the crib = beautiful. And I just can't help blushing all the time since Ash's whole family, relatives ect. thought that I'm Ash's gf.  Therefore, all eyes were on me. Aiyoo~ It was pretty funny tho. So, supp with my entry title? LOL. Ok, here we go, this super cute lil baby is Ash's lil cuzie.. And I'm in love with her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxqDS2wpEhI/AAAAAAAAA9A/qLAQQ5igIUY/s1600-h/05122009%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxqDS2wpEhI/AAAAAAAAA9A/qLAQQ5igIUY/s400/05122009%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411782262199489042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;~The name is Fatimah al- Zahra~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 130px; height: 63px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8327077156574745526?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8327077156574745526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-lovely-daughter.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8327077156574745526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8327077156574745526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-lovely-daughter.html' title='I Have A Lovely &apos;Daughter&apos;.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxqDS2wpEhI/AAAAAAAAA9A/qLAQQ5igIUY/s72-c/05122009%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1642926672332590428</id><published>2009-12-05T12:16:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:18:15.199+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>I'm Not Fake Like You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm not playing that typical &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'rich &amp;amp; bitchy' &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;'sexy but innocent' &lt;/span&gt;girl.. I'm just me. And that's all who I can be. Nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 124px; height: 59px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1642926672332590428?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1642926672332590428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-not-fake-like-you.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1642926672332590428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1642926672332590428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-not-fake-like-you.html' title='I&apos;m Not Fake Like You.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-2468012751923804710</id><published>2009-12-04T12:14:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T13:01:09.831+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Step 1, Medical Checkup.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxjystWyYHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/L2t3NcdvXvE/s1600-h/04122009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxjystWyYHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/L2t3NcdvXvE/s400/04122009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411341802188988530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao tutii! Just a quickie here ok.. Since tht Im off to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UiTM Malacca&lt;/span&gt; this 27th, there are quite a lot of to do list to settle on. Kan3? So, I only have just 3weeks to go before entering another new stage of life. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*wah2.. excited dah ni*&lt;/span&gt; Heeeeee... ;D Therefore, today I went for a medical checkup at TUDM Sg. Besi. Get my x-ray done. Urine test etc. Nasib xde pape. Huahuahua. ;P And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" id="profile_status" &gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;guess wht, I think I really need to start packing since I got lotsa clothes to choose and a super long list of things to buy. Therefore, a lot of cash is needed. Gahhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sxj0NfRRJ2I/AAAAAAAAA8o/62EfoEz1Wsc/s1600-h/04122009%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sxj0NfRRJ2I/AAAAAAAAA8o/62EfoEz1Wsc/s400/04122009%28002%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411343464855054178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sxj5gNGDeKI/AAAAAAAAA8w/iFGAr4XgjPU/s1600-h/x-ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sxj5gNGDeKI/AAAAAAAAA8w/iFGAr4XgjPU/s400/x-ray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411349283951835298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~X-ray ni censored sikit la~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" id="profile_status" &gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt;P/s- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Peru &lt;/span&gt;here I come! Eh2.. Silap.. Malaccaaa here I come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 124px; height: 59px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-2468012751923804710?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/2468012751923804710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/step-1-medical-checkup.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2468012751923804710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2468012751923804710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/step-1-medical-checkup.html' title='Step 1, Medical Checkup.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxjystWyYHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/L2t3NcdvXvE/s72-c/04122009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-6063901885842751523</id><published>2009-12-02T16:40:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T16:56:32.722+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressions'/><title type='text'>I Send You My Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxaMR14iPdI/AAAAAAAAA8I/IdpjwJ0T4OQ/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxaMR14iPdI/AAAAAAAAA8I/IdpjwJ0T4OQ/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410666240482098642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;~At my house, chillin.. way back in Italy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As I look back on those days, there were times when we dreamed together, when we laughed and cried together. I realize how much I truly miss you and how much I truly love you. The past may be gone forever..and whatever the future holds, our today make the memories of tomorrow. So, my love it is with all my heart that I send you my love, hoping that you'll always carry my smile with you, for all we have meant to each other and for whatever the future may hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 124px; height: 59px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-6063901885842751523?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/6063901885842751523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/at-my-house-chillin.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6063901885842751523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6063901885842751523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/at-my-house-chillin.html' title='I Send You My Love.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SxaMR14iPdI/AAAAAAAAA8I/IdpjwJ0T4OQ/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-2131593750488048806</id><published>2009-12-01T15:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:55:41.571+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Pattinson'/><title type='text'>Oh Robbiie!! I Love You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8Vg3fqIWGs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8Vg3fqIWGs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 130px; height: 63px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-2131593750488048806?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/2131593750488048806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-robbiie-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2131593750488048806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2131593750488048806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-robbiie-i-love-you.html' title='Oh Robbiie!! I Love You!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8702203672938090249</id><published>2009-12-01T14:13:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:43:49.904+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><title type='text'>I Don't See Myself Shrinking Physically tho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know where the hours seem to go. I'm not overly busy doing anything of importance for the time being, but yet finding the time to sit down in front of this little 'box' and actually write seems so bothersome. I haven't been enjoying the sunshine and the outside world far to much, sleeping in far to late and never trying to avoid anything that tastes good. The latter seems to be my only downfall, it's really hard to avoid such special treats as ice cream and chocs in the fridge, but I have managed to lose a whole 7 pounds last month. I could have probably eaten a whole bag of chocs tht my dad bought all the way from Italy and Swiss a week ago but ENTAH, I don't knw. But 7 pounds in a month without any diet and work out is coolio! Most of my friends and relatives who haven't meet me for quite sometime told me tht I look a lil well... Thinner. But basically, I don't see myself shrinking physically tho! Adoi~ But whatever. Aku kuruss sikit weyh! I hope this 'miracle' will keep on happening to me. Heeee.. ;D Till then, toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s- I'm missing my Jimmy like OMFG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/368/A775F2F7F9715FFD400AFA82691C37F8.png" style="border: 0pt none  ! important; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 130px; height: 61px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/581566551114474702-8702203672938090249?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8702203672938090249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-see-myself-shrinking-physically.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8702203672938090249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8702203672938090249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-see-myself-shrinking-physically.html' title='I Don&apos;t See Myself Shrinking Physically tho!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-6061509893689262872</id><published>2009-11-27T09:38:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T04:21:40.282+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ac milan'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya SACRIFICE!! LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sw-QesSo3JI/AAAAAAAAA74/5CjmXlj5h6k/s1600/MammaMya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sw-QesSo3JI/AAAAAAAAA74/5CjmXlj5h6k/s400/MammaMya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408700534455065746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Eid Al-Adha aka &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;'Selamat Hari Raya SACRIFICE!!'&lt;/span&gt; bak kata my silly friend, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Asyraf Zacky&lt;/span&gt;! LMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P/s- &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; was superbly awesome as expected and I miss &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;so bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/581566551114474702-6061509893689262872?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/6061509893689262872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/selamat-hari-raya-sacrifice-lol.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6061509893689262872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6061509893689262872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/selamat-hari-raya-sacrifice-lol.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya SACRIFICE!! LOL.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sw-QesSo3JI/AAAAAAAAA74/5CjmXlj5h6k/s72-c/MammaMya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-3250035839684975318</id><published>2009-11-24T11:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T11:24:07.266+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I Know You Love Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Im silly and crazy and cute and loud and funny and adorable yet heartless and sweet and fat but still beautiful and u knw I can annoy u like crazy sometimes and alws kill the sweetest moment but u still somehow love me even whn u dont even say it. Ok, Im over the line now. I love u before, I love u still; I love u forever and always will ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-3250035839684975318?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/3250035839684975318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-you-love-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3250035839684975318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3250035839684975318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-you-love-me.html' title='I Know You Love Me.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-4324122511487544538</id><published>2009-11-24T09:53:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:29:52.242+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampires'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warewolfs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>So, Which Team Are You In?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Swulo2wT5-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/kvpfYGRqBbs/s1600/Edward+Cullen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Swulo2wT5-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/kvpfYGRqBbs/s400/Edward+Cullen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407597898899908578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao everyone! So, as we all knw, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;New Moon&lt;/span&gt; is coming out this 26th of November 2009 which happens on my JPJ Driving test day *cursing*. LOL. Just curious to know which team are u guys in? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Team Edward&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Team Jacob&lt;/span&gt;? Or the new nick invented by me.. Which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Team JacWard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(Jacob+ Edward). LOL. Ok ok kidding... Im on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Team Edward&lt;/span&gt; from the very beginning of Twilight Saga. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;But seriously, believe me all these Jacob'ians gone crazy rite after reading the Twilight Saga specially the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;New Noon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. The way they dscribe Jacob in the book plus the story line and all, how wolfy wolf he is, are totally.. Wow... He's like the man! Not to forget 'Jacob' himself who happened to be the hot hunk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Taylor Lautner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; is drop dead gorgeos. Those packs. Dang, can't believe it tht he used to be the cute lil Shark Boy few years back. Moreover, girls would just hate Edward for leaving Bella in New Moon right? LMAO. Ok ok. Whatever to those irresistable packs and wings *drooling eyes 5secs*. Im still on my white pale cold blooded vampire side,   the one and only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. *omgomgomg*. So, which team are u in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Edward's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Jacob's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;JacWard's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;? LMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwulS1kJ_jI/AAAAAAAAA7o/uA-qEVMkbD8/s1600/Jacob+Black.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwulS1kJ_jI/AAAAAAAAA7o/uA-qEVMkbD8/s400/Jacob+Black.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407597520623369778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P/s- Im sorry, I just can't hate &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Jacob Black&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&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/581566551114474702-4324122511487544538?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/4324122511487544538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-which-team-are-you-in.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4324122511487544538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4324122511487544538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-which-team-are-you-in.html' title='So, Which Team Are You In?'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Swulo2wT5-I/AAAAAAAAA7w/kvpfYGRqBbs/s72-c/Edward+Cullen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-261235979250244696</id><published>2009-11-24T09:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:53:25.794+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perfumes'/><title type='text'>I Love My Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao tutti! Come stai? Did I told u peeps tht my dad already here? Yeah, he came back last Sunday and.. I know he loveeeeeees me! Heeee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwueX6WIV-I/AAAAAAAAA7g/eU-ytLqZh-c/s1600/happy+moment+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwueX6WIV-I/AAAAAAAAA7g/eU-ytLqZh-c/s400/happy+moment+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407589911224670178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;P/s- Not to forget those super fine chocs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&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/581566551114474702-261235979250244696?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/261235979250244696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-dad.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/261235979250244696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/261235979250244696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-my-dad.html' title='I Love My Dad!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwueX6WIV-I/AAAAAAAAA7g/eU-ytLqZh-c/s72-c/happy+moment+083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-229514450934175921</id><published>2009-11-23T08:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:11:12.714+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><title type='text'>Awan's And Kak Nad's Engagement Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~21st November 2009~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Reached at Awan's house around 3pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Shisha'ing, Guitar Hero'ing ect. till 6pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-6pm off to S.Alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Maghrib at Masjid Negeri S.Alam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Reached at Kak Nad's place around 8pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Alhamdulillah~ Everything went so smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwpCmwgmqaI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Dw-RDh_TI5M/s1600/happy+moment+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwpCmwgmqaI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Dw-RDh_TI5M/s400/happy+moment+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407207536235817378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;~May Allah bless this one such beautiful couple forever~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;P/s- More pics on Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli aka Adek-&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/581566551114474702-229514450934175921?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/229514450934175921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/awans-and-kak-nads-engagement-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/229514450934175921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/229514450934175921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/awans-and-kak-nads-engagement-day.html' title='Awan&apos;s And Kak Nad&apos;s Engagement Day.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwpCmwgmqaI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/Dw-RDh_TI5M/s72-c/happy+moment+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-3800487287042962947</id><published>2009-11-20T11:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T11:51:46.939+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travis Barker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>He Never Gets Me Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Don't you think he's freaking hot with all his crazy drumming skills?! He turns me on badly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeEgtfm8W2E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EeEgtfm8W2E&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-3800487287042962947?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/3800487287042962947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-never-gets-me-bored.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3800487287042962947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3800487287042962947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/he-never-gets-me-bored.html' title='He Never Gets Me Bored.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8080917414021731449</id><published>2009-11-18T13:49:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:03:04.221+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perfumes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><title type='text'>Proposal For Abah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ciao pretty peeps, LOL. Since my dad is currently in Italy for 2weeks, I came up with an idea of writing a proposal letter requesting well... Real it then you'll know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dear Abah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My contact to you today is regarding a request that I am seeking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; you to write on my behalf. Since we lived together for so so many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; years, I feel you are the person best qualified to get me a brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; perfume &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dolce &amp;amp; Gabbana 'Rose The One'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwPufyU7qCI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/wxdHBIRAgkM/s1600/D%26G+Rose+The+One.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 344px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwPufyU7qCI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/wxdHBIRAgkM/s400/D%26G+Rose+The+One.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405426207627651106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Here are few reasons why I deserved to get a brand new fragrance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. Basically I'm being a good daughter at home. I cook, I do the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; chores etc and surely I've been cleaning up all the mess made by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; little princess named Ticha-uutt everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. I'm unemployed, and since I'm not yet a student for almost a year,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; I don't received a constant amount of allowance for myself. Therefore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; as a father for one such special yet beautiful daughter of yours, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; know what to do right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. Oh my, you know that it's not so fair when Ibu received 2 brand new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; fragrances from your last visit to Italy last month. Not to forget, she also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; received Lancome make up set ect and you also bought few new bottles of  perfumes for you. I know I can't say much bout this since it's your money but, come on Abah, it's not fair. What bout us? Your kids?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. I haven't received a brand new perfume from you since Allah only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; knows. It's been ages and I'm running out of perfume.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. As you know, I just got an offer from UiTM Malacca for Masscomm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; And I'm so very excited and grateful bout it. However, my point here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; is there were a lot of applicants who deserved my place more than I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; since my SPM results sucks and you know that. But I do believed that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; it's because of the last interview that I went few months back had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; convinced the lecturers that I am capable of being one of UiTM'ers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Therefore, why don't you just buy that perfume for me as a present to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; congratulate me for finally succeed to become one of UiTM student?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Need I say more? Oh ABAHHHHHHHH I know you love me. I love u too and thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Your aid in this request would greatly be appreciated. If you have any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; questions or concerns, you can contact me through email:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="https://mail.google.com/mail/h/2fv9fodli8f0/?v=b&amp;amp;cs=wh&amp;amp;to=myazukifli@gmail.com"&gt; myazukifli@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;, or by phone: 012-680322*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;object width="320" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pogj4c0lU6I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pogj4c0lU6I&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8080917414021731449?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8080917414021731449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/proposal-for-abah.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8080917414021731449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8080917414021731449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/proposal-for-abah.html' title='Proposal For Abah.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwPufyU7qCI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/wxdHBIRAgkM/s72-c/D%26G+Rose+The+One.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-6211335703177629404</id><published>2009-11-16T15:13:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T15:50:48.958+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Rawang, Hello Malacca!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciaooooo tutti? Come staiii? Bene? Io sto bene oggi! Alora, oggi, ho guardare i miei risultati per vedere se c'è l'università e la ho ottenuta! Ok English pls! Basically, today is the day for all the applicants to check their application results for UiTM Dec intake which came out around 5pm just now~ So, I did checked mine but unfortunately I didn't make it. Rechecked and rechecked for several times and it still appears the same results. I lost hope, was so down. And blurr~ But then, around 6 something, I rechecked again.. Surprisingly, well.... Check this out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwFlC9Py8gI/AAAAAAAAA7I/q7QWINoWj-Q/s1600/uitm+offer+letter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwFlC9Py8gI/AAAAAAAAA7I/q7QWINoWj-Q/s400/uitm+offer+letter.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404712129296265730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="dropcap"&gt;Im grateful and glad to get this offer and honestly, Im feeling excited and pretty numb at times. L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ife as a teenager is often very different than life as either a child or an adult. It is a turbulent time, with different obstacles to face, and often it seems as if there are many, many more of them. So, Mya Zulkifli.. Welcome to another stage of life with full of dramas, fakers, bitches and God only knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-6211335703177629404?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/6211335703177629404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-rawang-hello-malacca.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6211335703177629404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6211335703177629404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-rawang-hello-malacca.html' title='Goodbye Rawang, Hello Malacca!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SwFlC9Py8gI/AAAAAAAAA7I/q7QWINoWj-Q/s72-c/uitm+offer+letter.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-4653332851842740404</id><published>2009-11-12T06:50:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T07:16:04.401+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunite'/><title type='text'>Quickie With Farra, LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao tutti, LOL. Just a quickie. Last Tuesday, after my driving class. I went out to meet one of my bestie since primary school, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aishah Farah Bt Mohd Nazri&lt;/span&gt; aka Shafa aka Farra aka My Bitch! LOL =) Dang I miss her so much. Haven't seeing each other for years! Basically, we met at Midvalley, having lunch at Sushi King and just chilling at Secret Recipe after tht. Lotsa things to share, it's just tht we don't have tht much time. So, yeapp.. Gonna meet her again soon and she's coming for a sleep over at my cribs. Here are some pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvunRnKdNgI/AAAAAAAAA64/5cfLYaz-lWc/s1600-h/091110_170216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvunRnKdNgI/AAAAAAAAA64/5cfLYaz-lWc/s400/091110_170216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403096098973496834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvumiPBxQaI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/G0IuWL-D39I/s1600-h/091110_170201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvumiPBxQaI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/G0IuWL-D39I/s400/091110_170201.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403095285040759202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Svumi4pi9CI/AAAAAAAAA6o/g9y06Ed28JQ/s1600-h/091110_171839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Svumi4pi9CI/AAAAAAAAA6o/g9y06Ed28JQ/s400/091110_171839.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403095296213447714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvunfGjJRaI/AAAAAAAAA7A/eVgOiPeMU_c/s1600-h/091110_171827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvunfGjJRaI/AAAAAAAAA7A/eVgOiPeMU_c/s400/091110_171827.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403096330736846242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Svumis-s1hI/AAAAAAAAA6g/trX6v5Louoc/s1600-h/091110_170231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Svumis-s1hI/AAAAAAAAA6g/trX6v5Louoc/s400/091110_170231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403095293080950290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;P/s- I stil got few more driving classes to attend but my instructor asked me to sit for 'Ujian Kelayakan'. So, I did and I passed! Therefore, Im going to sit for JPJ test on this 26th Nov. Cuz tht's the earliest date we can get. And yet, still got few classes to attend. Cant wait to let it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;done.&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeah, thnx to tht someone for sending me home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Svul7lwYMdI/AAAAAAAAA6I/_rGzrJoZFJE/s1600-h/091110_162520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Svul7lwYMdI/AAAAAAAAA6I/_rGzrJoZFJE/s400/091110_162520.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403094621126930898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-4653332851842740404?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/4653332851842740404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/quickie-with-farra-lol.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4653332851842740404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4653332851842740404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/quickie-with-farra-lol.html' title='Quickie With Farra, LOL.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvunRnKdNgI/AAAAAAAAA64/5cfLYaz-lWc/s72-c/091110_170216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7235613739249728801</id><published>2009-11-09T05:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T05:04:18.487+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>As Long As You Wait For Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ignore the rest. I cant help but cry when I listen to this song. The lyrics.. Speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I dedicate this song to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy Bejar&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/_3w8Qr5xUJs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/_3w8Qr5xUJs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song: As Long As You Wait For Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Written/Composed by: Jeremy "Passion" Manongdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Distance can determine so many things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From new love to wedding rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From stay or say goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've heard the stories of failure and glories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The warnings of ones who will never ever try again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But honey we'll make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes we will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Although we're miles apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'll love you still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As long as you wait for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Please save a space for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inside your arms, I know it's been long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But darling stay strong for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just as the edelweiss grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So will our love also grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I promise you that we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As long as you wait for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- I love u Jimmy. =( I miss you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7235613739249728801?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7235613739249728801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-long-as-you-wait-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7235613739249728801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7235613739249728801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-long-as-you-wait-for-me.html' title='As Long As You Wait For Me.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-2758386029552776684</id><published>2009-11-09T04:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T04:59:45.484+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>I Just Love His Voice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/UBgZ-gyIH44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/UBgZ-gyIH44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Passsiionnn ure my passione!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-2758386029552776684?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/2758386029552776684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-love-his-voice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2758386029552776684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2758386029552776684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-just-love-his-voice.html' title='I Just Love His Voice!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7228512679216964017</id><published>2009-11-07T11:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:33:08.099+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pfft'/><title type='text'>=___________="</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Mya, why issit ur friends been adding me up? This is weird. Seriously."&lt;/span&gt; -Amore-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;" class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"I don't know. Ask them then.. They like u perhaps~"&lt;/span&gt; -Mya-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7228512679216964017?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7228512679216964017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7228512679216964017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7228512679216964017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='=___________=&quot;'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-9017793818985188244</id><published>2009-11-06T12:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T12:08:22.804+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boredom'/><title type='text'>Mamma Miyyaa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. LOL. I don't know why, but I just feel like posting this photo. Yes, I know I do look like macikk. Hahaha. It was taken on the 31st of October 2009, before Im off to my mom's cuzie's kenduri wthsoever. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvQDJDkTMFI/AAAAAAAAA6A/HbYosFZjb0s/s1600-h/31102009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvQDJDkTMFI/AAAAAAAAA6A/HbYosFZjb0s/s400/31102009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400945307235332178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;~Mamma Miyaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s- Im missing my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;soo bad and I miss my kitties so much. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-9017793818985188244?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/9017793818985188244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/mamma-miyyaa.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9017793818985188244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9017793818985188244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/mamma-miyyaa.html' title='Mamma Miyyaa!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvQDJDkTMFI/AAAAAAAAA6A/HbYosFZjb0s/s72-c/31102009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-34908480028514871</id><published>2009-11-04T03:35:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T04:17:44.964+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><title type='text'>R.I.P Dearest Pixie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvDwZj_XzUI/AAAAAAAAA5w/x8amsJnsKTU/s1600-h/Picture+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvDwZj_XzUI/AAAAAAAAA5w/x8amsJnsKTU/s400/Picture+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400080275165662530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~In loving memory~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The pain is unbearable. Seriously. I just lost &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimbo &lt;/span&gt;two days ago and now, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pixie&lt;/span&gt;. Gosh. It's hard. Really hard. The worst part is when I saw my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pixie&lt;/span&gt; dying right in front of my eyes. I saw it all. Everything. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pixie &lt;/span&gt;seems hopeless and helpless. Dia mmg xlarat nak gerak mana2. Nak minum air pon xlarat. Time tu dia rest kt atas towel dia. Then out of sudden, dia bgun jalan like 2steps then stopped. Rest. Then bangun lagi jalan like 2more steps then she stopped. Aku tgh lipat kain time tu. Then, dia datang betul2 kt blakang aku since aku tgh duduk bersandar kt kaki sofa. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pixie &lt;/span&gt;came to me and she was rite under the sofa. Aku belai2 dia. Kissed her and I prayed. If God wanna take her away from me then do it now~ I can't bear the pain looking at her suffering like this. Then 2mins after tht. Terus &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pixie &lt;/span&gt;gedik2. Mengeliat and stretching mcm kene cabut nyawa. And the saddest part.. She was looking rite into my eyes. I can't help but cry. Terlalu sedih. Sangat sedih. Around 5mins she's struggling, terus I tgok tummy dia xgerak. No breathing action. And tht's it. She's gone. Forever. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvDvbvTMoGI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Pr2CX7WPRk8/s1600-h/Picture+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvDvbvTMoGI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Pr2CX7WPRk8/s400/Picture+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400079213049716834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Opah said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Xpe laa.. Bukan kita xsayang dia. Semua sayang. Terlalu sayang. Bukan xbagi makan. Terlebih bagi. Mungkin bukan rezeki kita nk bela Pixie dgn Jimbo lama2. Dah2. Xmau nangis."&lt;/span&gt; Yes peeps. Aku sayang sgt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pixie &lt;/span&gt;dgn &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimbo&lt;/span&gt;. Cuz why? Aku yg cuci berak dorang dlm potty tu. Aku yg basuh cage dorang. Aku yg bagi makan. Aku yg semua! And now.. No more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pixie &lt;/span&gt;sniffing and kissing my lips. No more cuddling and all. No more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pixie &lt;/span&gt;sleeping on my chest. No more &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimbo &lt;/span&gt;biting my fingers. No more cleanin all the mess. No more cuci2 telinga dgn taik mata. No more lap2 hingus. No more putting the Eyemore. No more sebok2 on my bed and himpit2 under my armpits. No more mandikan the kitties. No more givin em' the HL milk. No more nothing. I'll be missing it all~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvDwpoTIwaI/AAAAAAAAA54/3NZdltyydPY/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvDwpoTIwaI/AAAAAAAAA54/3NZdltyydPY/s400/Picture+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400080551200211362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-34908480028514871?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/34908480028514871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/rip-dearest-pixie.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/34908480028514871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/34908480028514871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/rip-dearest-pixie.html' title='R.I.P Dearest Pixie.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SvDwZj_XzUI/AAAAAAAAA5w/x8amsJnsKTU/s72-c/Picture+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1101662646980502</id><published>2009-11-03T01:43:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T02:27:00.825+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><title type='text'>R.I.P Dearest Jimbo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Su-DWD4u0fI/AAAAAAAAA5I/fJtiJitqAMw/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Su-DWD4u0fI/AAAAAAAAA5I/fJtiJitqAMw/s400/Picture+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399678893264130546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~RIP love~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Im in shocked and Im so sad. One of my kitty, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimbo &lt;/span&gt;just passed away few hours back. No signs of food poisoning or so. Just tht he got flu for the past few days. Could it be H1N1? Ohmyy.. ='( Im gonna miss him sooo much. And now, left only &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pixie &lt;/span&gt;alone. And she seems like she's sick as well.. So quiet and just sitting on the couch doing nothing. Im worried. So worried bout her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Su-Dkevc7wI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/CeRqtMaqKWY/s1600-h/Picture+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Su-Dkevc7wI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/CeRqtMaqKWY/s400/Picture+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399679140991135490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Pixie and Jimbo sleeping~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Su-GTlECUXI/AAAAAAAAA5g/uuvV-85OLow/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Su-GTlECUXI/AAAAAAAAA5g/uuvV-85OLow/s400/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399682149165191538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~I'll be missing u~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1101662646980502?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1101662646980502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/rip-dearest-jimbo.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1101662646980502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1101662646980502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/rip-dearest-jimbo.html' title='R.I.P Dearest Jimbo.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Su-DWD4u0fI/AAAAAAAAA5I/fJtiJitqAMw/s72-c/Picture+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-3170215895723663813</id><published>2009-11-02T03:37:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T03:45:41.855+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressions'/><title type='text'>Just because I'm staying at home, doesn't mean I'm on "vacation" aka "goyang kaki".</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Like WTF? Really. Im dealing with a REAL DEAL of a real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span id="status_text"&gt; I have to say I'm getting annoyed with this idea of u peeps saying that I sit around all day long, chilling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Come one now~ WTF is tht? Im like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'maid'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my own house. Pfft. Nuff said. PERIOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-3170215895723663813?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/3170215895723663813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-because-im-staying-at-home-doesnt.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3170215895723663813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3170215895723663813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-because-im-staying-at-home-doesnt.html' title='Just because I&apos;m staying at home, doesn&apos;t mean I&apos;m on &quot;vacation&quot; aka &quot;goyang kaki&quot;.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-684423906762565054</id><published>2009-10-24T16:13:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T16:19:58.992+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><title type='text'>And I Witnessed A Funeral.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ciao tutti.. Aku saja nak update sikit ape yg jadi kat aku for the past few days.. Sorry la, lambat gegila update. My broadband is really being a biotch for the past few days and it really pissed me off like OMG~ Ok. Whatever. Entry kali ni mungin agak panjang.. But tahh laaa. Belasah jer la. Here we go~ Last thursday, I meant last last Thursday, Auntie Baby aku ajak blk kg tuk amek &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tokwan Hamid&lt;/span&gt; blk KL. Sakit kaki katanya. Yes, Towan aku ade gout. So, once klo gout die serang, kaki dia lagi2 kaki kanan tu akan bengkak mcm belon. Buku lali pon da xnmpak dah bentuknya. Sakitnya, bukan kepalang la kan.. Mana aku tau? Tokwann bagi tau. Ok, so, pepagi Khamis tu Auntie aku pun dtg la rumah amek aku, last min pulak si kecik Batrisyia ni nk ekot. Therefore, bawak la dia skali. Total yg pergi 3org, aku, Auntie Baby aku dgn adek aku yg kecik tapi banyakk akaii tu, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Batrisyia&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sampai je kitorang kt Kedah, kitorang smpat lagi singgah Sungai Petani before shoot trus ke Kuala Muda. Carik barang sikit gituu. LOL. Ape yg dibeli? Some girl's stuffs. Acecey.. Ade je mende nk bazir. Hehh. Ibu aku tau ni nnt bising la die pokpekk pokpekk. Nasib Auntie Baby aku satu kepala, dua2 haprak! So, plan jejahatt ni bole kautimm la. Eh bukan plan jejahat. Plan baik2 suci murni gitu~ Haha. Lepas tergedik2 melilau2.. Kitorang pun trus la ke rumah Tokwann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sampai jer, peluk ciumm Wann, xkurang dari sejam, ttbe Uncle Ape tah nama dia.. pun called. Dia bgtau yg Tok Chik Ya (Tokwan's lil bro) just passed away. Innalillahiwainnalillahirajiun~ Xsangka sgt. Dah la time raya aritu xsmpat jumpa. Kitorang konvoi around 4-5cars kot nak pgi visit Tok Chik Ya kt Tawar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*somewhere in Kedah*&lt;/span&gt; but he wasnt at home by tht time. Bukan rezeki laa nk jumpa arwah during raya aritu. Kesian Tokwan, dia nmpak sedih sgt but he's trying to hide the sadness from us. Ye la.. kalau adek korang mati xsedih ker? Mestila sedihh! Arwah dikebumikan esoknya which was on Friday around 10am. Mlm tu Abah dgn abgnya, Pak Ndak Lee aku blk la berdua. Uncle Roslan aku aka Pak Ngah aku pulak blk esok pepagi dgn Mak Ngah~ Ni kali ke-2 aku tgok org dikebumikan. Ya Allah, time tu Allah jer yg tau ape perasaan aku. Aku pasti semua yg ada kt situ mesti cuakk, sedih dgn rasa insaf sgt. Specially, masa talkin dibacakan. Aku ingat lagi time tu pak lebai ustaz tu ada baca &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"Setelah kami beredar dari kawasan ini, akn datangnya dua malaikat Mungkar &amp;amp; Nangkir bagi menyoal kamu. Dan janganlah kau berasa takut atau gentar kepada mereka sesungguhnya mereka juga adalah hamba Allah S.W.T seperti kita....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ish, sumpah la aku ckp.. Dgr talkin tu dari mula smpai habis mmg takut. Kita akan rasa insaff sgt.. Baru laa nk igt balik yg kau boleh mati bebila masa jer. Time tu jugak laa kau akn rasa pahala kau ciput ya amat dan sgtlah xcukup, dosa kau pulak bergunung- ganang, mcm2 lagi laa.. Astagafhirullahalazim~ Takut gegilaaa.. Mna xnya, talkin dibaca ckp jgnlah kau takut kepada Mungkar &amp;amp; Nangkir.. Tapi aku tringat ustaz ustazah aku dulu ada ckp.. Sayapnya saja dah sebesar bumi. Bygkan pulak saiz malaikat2 tu.. Pastukan, time tu jugak aku terfikir dgn terbayang dlm hati nnt time aku mati, talkin dibaca. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ya Nuramira Najihah binti Siti Haida. Ya Nuramira Najihah binti Siti Haida. Ya Nuramira Najihah binti Siti Haida....."&lt;/span&gt; Wuarghh! Takut weyh! Aku terfikir jugak, lepas kitorang gerak dari kawasan perkuburan tu.. Malaikat trus dtglah eh? Nak soal Arwah Tok Chik Ya aku tu? Mulut aku xputus2 mmbca Al-Fatihah bagi arwah time tu. Nak ckp pengalaman aku masa tu, mmg laa.. Susah nk gambarkan. Tapi, tu laa.. Kita yg hidup ni mesti akan mati.. Cakap pasal mati, Batrisyia ade buat lawak time nk kebumi tu, maklumlah.. It was her very 1st time ever to witnessed a funeral ceromony kan.. Umur plak 4tahun. Kat Italy mana ada funeral mcm ni.. So, time Abah dukung dia.. Dia tny &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Abah, org tu da mati ker?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Ha ah.. Tok Chik ni dah meninggal dunia. Dia da xde da nnt."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Ohh.. Dia mati dia kene tngkap hantu eh?"&lt;/span&gt; LOL. Time tu.. dah la time nk tanam arwah.. Semua yg ada kt situ bole tergelak beberapa saat.. Geli hati dibuatnya~ Abah pun gelak smbil geleng kepala. Hahah. Ishk adik aku ni. Mcm2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ptg Jumaat tu.. Aku pun grak la blk KL. Tapi bukan dgn Abah. Aku naik kete Auntie Baby aku jugak.. Ye laa. Kne blk Jumaat jugak since esoknya which was hari Sabtu lepas, aku ade interview kt &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;UiTM S.Alam&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dip Masscomm &lt;/span&gt;Dec intake. Gahhh~ It was ok. Dah la aku org ke2 kot! Haha. Ade sorang lecturer laki yg interview aku tu jambang dia.. Fullamekk! Bikin cuak. LOL. Overall, it was ok and I hope I'll get it tho. Klo dpt, jadi org Melaka la aku lepas ni. =) Klo xdpt, jadi org Kuantan la plak. Heee.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Ok laaa... Da pnjang sgt entry kali ni. Tah ade yg baca smpai habis ke x, aku pun xtau.. Lantak la kan. LOL. And for god sake byk gegila nk update but malass laa peeps.. Aiyooh~ Wthever. Till then, tooodles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;P/s- Al-Fatihah to Arwah Tok Chik Ya yg telah selamat he rahmatullah pada Khamis lepas, 15th October 2009. Semoga roh beliau dicucuri rahmat dan ditempatkan digolongan org2 yg beiman. Amin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;-MyaZukifli-&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/581566551114474702-684423906762565054?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/684423906762565054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-i-witnessed-funeral.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/684423906762565054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/684423906762565054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-i-witnessed-funeral.html' title='And I Witnessed A Funeral.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7927642543520579342</id><published>2009-10-13T11:04:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:35:17.955+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Pixie and Jimbo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciao tutti.. Io non troppo bene i giorni. Stato ammalato. Gahh. Aiutame~ (T____T) Ok just a quickie. Last Friday, my dad, Asyraf and I went to Apeng's house to take two such cute kitties. Not 100% persian but yes, they are pretty fluffy and Im loving it. One male and another one is a female kitty. So, as for the male one.. I decided to give 'him' a new name, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Jimbo &lt;/span&gt;while the other one is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pixie&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Pixie &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Jimbo&lt;/span&gt;. =) Cute isn't it? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Jimbo &lt;/span&gt;just reminds me so much bout &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;= &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Jimbo&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahah! =D I miss my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;~ As for Saturday, my family got some kind of family day at Sg. Besi, so.. Since we're in KL already, I decided to just chill out after the family day thingy. It's a very last min and unplanned u knw~ Managed to just chill with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Abg Hezri &lt;/span&gt;at Carlos, Pavi. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Thanks for such special 'duit raya' White Grape hookah treat bro!"&lt;/span&gt; LOL. And today, guess wht.. I finally registered at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Metro Driving Academy&lt;/span&gt;. And I just cant wait to settle up all this driving thigy asap! Till then, toodles.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/StRJELegzYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Vws0lEb-2ps/s1600-h/Jimbo+and+Pixie+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/StRJELegzYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Vws0lEb-2ps/s400/Jimbo+and+Pixie+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392014990018399618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Pixie~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/StRIyFHJauI/AAAAAAAAA44/dy7IsPGkhD8/s1600-h/Jimbo+and+Pixie+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/StRIyFHJauI/AAAAAAAAA44/dy7IsPGkhD8/s400/Jimbo+and+Pixie+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392014679072140002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;~Jimbo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s- I really miss my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;and I just miss talking in Italian. Can anyone out there learn how to speak Italian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7927642543520579342?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7927642543520579342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/pixie-and-jimbo.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7927642543520579342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7927642543520579342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/pixie-and-jimbo.html' title='Pixie and Jimbo.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/StRJELegzYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Vws0lEb-2ps/s72-c/Jimbo+and+Pixie+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8699895761386320610</id><published>2009-10-07T15:45:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T16:03:33.567+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Im So Very Sick. Gahh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Ssyfm8gjkRI/AAAAAAAAA4w/nY451eRjI3A/s1600-h/T_1250476378getty_rm_photo_of_sick_woman_reading_temperature.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Ssyfm8gjkRI/AAAAAAAAA4w/nY451eRjI3A/s400/T_1250476378getty_rm_photo_of_sick_woman_reading_temperature.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389858345482162450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's been days already. Im still sick. Sore throat. Flu. Fever. My tonsils are swollen like OMG and Im having a serious running nose. My body feels tired, heavy and so weak. Plus my taste buds aren't working. Give me chocs, honey, dark thick espresso or wht-so-ever, it doesn't matter. I don't taste anything like foods or drinks! Gosh, help me. Im so very sick and dang it I got all these H1N1 symptoms! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Gaahhhhhh!! OMGOMGOMG! NOOOO!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*paranoid 5saat jap*  &lt;/span&gt;Argh, I want my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;. I miss him so bad. =(&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- Pray for my health.. I don't wanna die. Not now~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8699895761386320610?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8699895761386320610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-very-sick-gahh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8699895761386320610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8699895761386320610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-very-sick-gahh.html' title='Im So Very Sick. Gahh!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Ssyfm8gjkRI/AAAAAAAAA4w/nY451eRjI3A/s72-c/T_1250476378getty_rm_photo_of_sick_woman_reading_temperature.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8028404434111327975</id><published>2009-10-03T11:57:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:25:57.621+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>A Special Guy With Unique and Intriguing Qualities</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SsclZKYBByI/AAAAAAAAA4o/cKGFjfhvPP8/s1600-h/Video+call+snapshot+145.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SsclZKYBByI/AAAAAAAAA4o/cKGFjfhvPP8/s400/Video+call+snapshot+145.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388316593384130338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~I miss you Jimmy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would meet a guy that could captivate and win my heart from the very first &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Hi and Ciao"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Every moment from when I wake up till deep in the night, there is no place on earth I would rather be than holding you close to me. Just the thought of offering my total heart and spending my life cherishing every moment with you, brings these incredible emotions to me I have never experienced before. You are a special guy with unique and intriguing qualities that drive my feelings for you far beyond any imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;It has been a long time since we met. I really miss the look of your eyes and that smile that you gave me that made me felt so lightened inside that I melted. Thank you, you awaken me, deep inside to be a better girl and to be devoted to my religion as well. Thank you for loving me endlessly. I hope I'll be able to hold you in my arms again and tell you that I love you. That's all I need from you. I love you and that's a promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;P/s- Im sorry dear readers. I'm not trying to be a sweet talker, lame or what-so-ever but this is what I feel and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;I'm in LOVE&lt;/span&gt;. Do I need to explain more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8028404434111327975?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8028404434111327975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/special-guy-with-unique-and-intriguing.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8028404434111327975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8028404434111327975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/special-guy-with-unique-and-intriguing.html' title='A Special Guy With Unique and Intriguing Qualities'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SsclZKYBByI/AAAAAAAAA4o/cKGFjfhvPP8/s72-c/Video+call+snapshot+145.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-6795813497675864059</id><published>2009-10-02T16:10:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:48:09.969+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Evening and My House Full With People.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SsYPkx9S7cI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nSOqeLUtqCE/s1600-h/Picture+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SsYPkx9S7cI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nSOqeLUtqCE/s400/Picture+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388011128755514818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;~Gegila and Gegedik with Ash~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. Hari ni actually &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Asyraf &lt;/span&gt;have organized an Open House aka Rumah Terbuka for Eid. Wehh jap.. Bukan dorang yg organized. Dorang tau ajak kawan2 satu sekolah je and yg membuat kerja masak2 kemas2 ulala ape semua were my mother and I. Like hello! Soooo "fair" kan? Heh. Yang paling best kan... Aku ni.. Prohibited to ask my friends or my buddies to come along. Why? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Kawan KakMya ni ramaiiii sangat la!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kata merekaa... Choyy. So, since dorang sesemua ni dijemput dtg around 3pm lepas solat Jumaat, aku pon kene la bagun pepagiii bebuta smpai xnmpak kabuss totak. Ceyh2.. Padahal matahari dah ada mmg la xnmpak kabus. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sila gelak pelan2 ok*&lt;/span&gt; LOL. Then bla3 tuggang terbalik kt dapur ape semua. Datang la kengkawan &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Asyraf &lt;/span&gt;yg boleh tahan ramai jugak la.. Yang bestnye. Siap ade yg &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Asyraf &lt;/span&gt;xkenal. Hahahaa! Xpe.. Nama pon rumah terbuka. So, terbuka2 lah pintu rumah ni kan... =) Best jugak la ade budak2 ni semua dtg. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Aceceyh.. mcm aku besar sangat*&lt;/span&gt; Xde la bosan sgt and they are superbly funnayh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SsYPWpTYmWI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/d7QockK7yKI/s1600-h/open+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SsYPWpTYmWI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/d7QockK7yKI/s400/open+house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388010885914073442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;~Hafiz and Asyraf's schoolmates~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks for comin tho. Baik2 je semuanya. Dorang ni pulak mcm tau2 je dishwasher still dlm kotak kt stor and anak2 dara cecomel ni siap tolong basuh pinggan lagi. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Alhamdulillah kurang keje aku*&lt;/span&gt; Hoho.. Klo dishwasher dah kluarkan.. Mmg aku sumbat jer smua pinngan mangkuk dlm tu. LOL. Hehe. xD As for me, yg aku jemput pon sorang je, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ash&lt;/span&gt;. My bestie. My ulala buddie! Really miss him like OMG. Ok la.. Ok la.. I miss u peeps soo much too! But hell I miss my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;more. Hehe. Yeap.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ash &lt;/span&gt;sorang jer yg aku jemput sbb rumah dia boleh tahan dekat la dgn rumah aku.. Pastu yg lelain pon keje kan, and I ni prohibited to ask my buddies to come along gituuu.. Pfft. Ok la.. So, sesemua pon da blik around 6something.. Baru la si &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Ash &lt;/span&gt;ni pon smpai. VVIP la sgt. LOL. Dah la tu. Yang aku tau nnt nk buat jugak la Open House for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MyaZu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lkifli&lt;/span&gt;'s besties,  friends, babes and buddies ONLY! Heeee.. Tapi xtau la bila kann.. Kuang kuang kuang. Till then, tooodleeess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- I miss my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like soooo verryy muchiee much! I love you Amore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-6795813497675864059?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/6795813497675864059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/perfect-evening-and-my-house-full-with.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6795813497675864059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6795813497675864059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/10/perfect-evening-and-my-house-full-with.html' title='A Perfect Evening and My House Full With People.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SsYPkx9S7cI/AAAAAAAAA4g/nSOqeLUtqCE/s72-c/Picture+056.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-4468572271539197932</id><published>2009-09-28T20:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:56:50.683+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Diggin It.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqT4VnnEU0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bqT4VnnEU0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Don't you think it's awesome?~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;~MyaZulkifli~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/581566551114474702-4468572271539197932?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/4468572271539197932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/diggin-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4468572271539197932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4468572271539197932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/diggin-it.html' title='Diggin It.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-6678656426178143051</id><published>2009-09-27T17:47:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:57:27.820+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Ti Amo, I Love You, Te Amo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr_B7eSWfRI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Gynt5_vQMlY/s1600-h/amore+mio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr_B7eSWfRI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Gynt5_vQMlY/s400/amore+mio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386236906844880146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Don't u think Skype is fun?~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Amore, I love u enough to fight for u, compromise for u and sacrifice myself for u if need be. I love u enough to miss u incredibly when we're apart, no matter wht length of time it's for u and regardless of the distance. I love u enough to believe in our relationship, to stand by it through the worst of times, to have faith in our relationship as couple and to never give up on us. I love u enough to spend the rest of my life with u, be there for u when need or want me, and never ever want to leave u or live without u. I love u this much &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;. Always remember tht. I miss u, I need u, I want u and I love u. Don't ever think that I don't, and don't ever forget that I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifi-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-6678656426178143051?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/6678656426178143051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/ti-amo-i-love-you-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6678656426178143051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6678656426178143051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/ti-amo-i-love-you-te-amo.html' title='Ti Amo, I Love You, Te Amo.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr_B7eSWfRI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/Gynt5_vQMlY/s72-c/amore+mio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-4772337828706257582</id><published>2009-09-26T14:00:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T15:56:47.238+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eid Mubarak 2009'/><title type='text'>Happy Eid Mubarak 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ciao prety peeps. =) Pertama sekali, masih belum terlambat untuk aku ucapkan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;elamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir&lt;/span&gt;. Eh.. Batin skali kot. Hehe. Raya kan sebulan. Hari ni baru 7 Syawal kan? Deepest apologise for all my faults and naughty acts towards each and every one of u. Sorry la lamaa sgt xupdate blog ni. Thanks for asking me tho! =) Okayyy.. Aku nak cerita dari awal pun dah xigt sangat. So, aku pendekkanlah cerita raya ok? Alaaa. Sinopsis gituu.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tahun ni, aku balik raya di &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kuala Muda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kedah&lt;/span&gt;. Laaa. Tempat tsunami tahun 2004 tu. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kuala Muda&lt;/span&gt; ni actually kampung halaman &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Arwah Atok 'Ton'&lt;/span&gt; dgn &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tokwan Hamid&lt;/span&gt;, mak abah kepada abah aku. Sebelum ni, diorang menetap kat &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sentul&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Kuala Lumpur&lt;/span&gt;. Berdekad2 kt KL. Bila arwah Atok aku meninggal, Tokwan aku pon xmau la duduk kt KL lagi.. Penat dan bosan katanya.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Wah2.. Pepandai je aku."&lt;/span&gt; Ok. So, since &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Opah Mariyah&lt;/span&gt; aku iaitu mak kepada ibu aku tinggal sensorang kt KL, yeap, kat &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Sentul &lt;/span&gt;jugak sbb anak2 beraya kat rumah mentua memasing.. So, ibu aku pon bawaklah &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Opah Mariyah&lt;/span&gt; blk kampung &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tokwan Hamid&lt;/span&gt; aku. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Wah2.. Janda beraya rumah besan duda gituu.."&lt;/span&gt; =DD Jgn la pulak salah anggap, grannies aku ni mmg close dari zaman azali lagi.. Yelaa.. Kalau x, xde la abah aku ngorat jiran dia, ibu aku. Ahahaha. So, family belah abah aku mmg close dgn family belah mak aku.. Siblings abah aku dah mcm adik beradik pon dgn siblings mak aku. Dulu arwah Atok dgn Opah aku siap tido sebantal, makan sepinggan lagi tau. Best kan3? Eh japp.. Cerita aku dah lari topikk! Ni nak cerita pasal raya la.. Adoi. Ok. Ok. Stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Okay... So, dua hari sebelum raya, kitorang pon berhimpit2 la dlm kereta abah aku blk ke &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kedah&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Anis&lt;/span&gt;, cousin aku tumpang ekot skalik sbb die dari UKM and parents dia dari KB. Mcm jumpa terus kat kampung la nnt. =) Sampai je kampung, Pak Ngah dgn Mak Ngah aku dah sampai pon kt sana. Esoknya, which is last day of puasa, Pak Ndak and family pon smpai.. Then, bla3, esoknya raya. =) Pagi raya, bermaaf- maafan, makan2 pastu raya2. Hehe. Yg lelain smpai petangnya, Aunty Bby aku sesemua la.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*heh malas nk melebar panjang*&lt;/span&gt; So, gambar raya pon terlebihlah  banyak, sekali gus membuatkan aku termalaslah nk edit2 dgn resize2 ape jadah semua. Therefore, here are some photooossss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4OiU2rTHI/AAAAAAAAA3o/MQOris0nGGc/s1600-h/Picture+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4OiU2rTHI/AAAAAAAAA3o/MQOris0nGGc/s400/Picture+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385758187258072178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;~Huggies Abah! *mind the 'bonttt' pls*~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4PMKQz48I/AAAAAAAAA3w/0GYF-LoK3MA/s1600-h/Picture+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4PMKQz48I/AAAAAAAAA3w/0GYF-LoK3MA/s400/Picture+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385758905969402818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;~The Zulkifli's~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4R-JdmVNI/AAAAAAAAA34/8AK-fDWGgF8/s1600-h/raya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4R-JdmVNI/AAAAAAAAA34/8AK-fDWGgF8/s400/raya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385761963771319506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;~Last two pic is with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Opah Mariyah&lt;/span&gt; and the last one is the most handsome guy alive, my one and only, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Tokwan Hamid&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tahun ni merata2 pegi beraya. Dari &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Kedah&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Penang &lt;/span&gt;ke &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Perak&lt;/span&gt;, and sooooo on. Raya merata pon duit raya chitt.. Xbanyak langsung. Tahun ni paling hampehh skalik. Ciput ya amat. Dah besar kata MEREKA. Padahal lagi besar, patutnya duit raya kenala bagi banyakk kan? Budak kecik ape tau pegang duit.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Wah2. Padahal yg besar2 ni lagii la byak akaii* &lt;/span&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Raya ke-3, kitorang pon balik la KL balik dgn &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Opah &lt;/span&gt;skalik. But before amek &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Opah &lt;/span&gt;yg dari raya pertama kitorang hantar pegi rumah adik beradik dia kt Perak, kitorang singgah lah kt &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;. Since Abah nk jumpa kawan dia and kitorang pon nk jumpa kawan2 kitorang. Aiceyh. Tapi tu la, as for me, sempat pgi rumah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adam &lt;/span&gt;jer since die ajak dtg rumah sebelum raya lagi. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Asyraf &lt;/span&gt;pegi rumah kawan dorang. Yg &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Opah &lt;/span&gt;pulak, kitorang hantar pg &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Perak&lt;/span&gt; bukan sbb apa pon.. Maklumlah, kakak sulung, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Opah &lt;/span&gt;ni wanted sikit. Semua adek2 dia berebut &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Opah&lt;/span&gt;. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4VvGqEhwI/AAAAAAAAA4A/vwXd2KYu2bg/s1600-h/adam%27s+crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4VvGqEhwI/AAAAAAAAA4A/vwXd2KYu2bg/s400/adam%27s+crib.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385766103366797058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;~Adam, Kak Leen, Me and Kak Aimi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Actually pegi rumah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adam &lt;/span&gt;just nak jumpa salam2 je. Sbb agak rush time tu, tapi bila dah sampai.. Parents &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adam &lt;/span&gt;suruh Abah and Ibu yg tgh tunggu aku dlm kereta, masuk makan2 semua. Therefore, makan2 la kitorang di rumah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;. P/s- Kak Aimi! Ur carrot cake and cheesecake = superb!! LOL. On the way nak amek si &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;plak, jumpa la &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Aniss &lt;/span&gt;my friend since primary school gituu.. Ye la, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;kt rumah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Aniss &lt;/span&gt;time tu. Adik &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Aniss &lt;/span&gt;kawan &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;kann.. Hoh hoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4WYamejOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/bqvFVA2EPSI/s1600-h/Picture+247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4WYamejOI/AAAAAAAAA4I/bqvFVA2EPSI/s400/Picture+247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385766813095070946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;~Aniss and Me~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Raya ohh raya.. Mcam2 laa. Nak cerita kan smpai bebila pon xhabis. Ni ker sinopsis cerita raya aku? LOL. Yeye jer sinopsis.. Klo mcm ni punya sinopsis, satu buku nilam pun xmuat. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*teringat kene paksa buat Nilam zaman2 skolah dlu*&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha! =P Lastly, sekali lagi aku nak mintak maaf atas seeemmuaa salah silap yg sengaja ataupun xsengaja. Paling byk sengaja kot. Hahah. Huishh mana ada. Pastu halalkan makan minum, top up ape semua yg korang2 ade terbelanja ker or terpaksa belanja ker or papejela okeh? Sesaayyangg korang semua sesangaattnyea! Till then, TOODLESS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;P/s- Bila korang nak ajak aku pegi beraya rumah korang ni? Open House tadakk ka? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Duit raya! Keep it coming!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;-MyaZulkifli-&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/581566551114474702-4772337828706257582?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/4772337828706257582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-eid-mubarak-2009.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4772337828706257582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4772337828706257582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-eid-mubarak-2009.html' title='Happy Eid Mubarak 2009.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sr4OiU2rTHI/AAAAAAAAA3o/MQOris0nGGc/s72-c/Picture+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7049505028495111397</id><published>2009-09-12T15:35:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T16:32:54.511+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Consealed Feelings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SquuJS-3aPI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dGOvuGxMySw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SquuJS-3aPI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dGOvuGxMySw/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380585654561761522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Love~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And now Im back. Im back in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;. The place where I belong. The place where I was born. But somehow, my heart is still there, left back in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Italy&lt;/span&gt;. The place where I found someone who's a stranger to me. Becoming my friend and now as my lover. Who ever thought tht 2 people who don't even belong there, will ended up as lovers. One girl from &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Malaysia &lt;/span&gt;who speaks &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Bahasa Melayu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as her mother-tongue language, staying there in &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Italy &lt;/span&gt;with her family. And a guy from &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Peru&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;who speaks &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Spanish&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as his mother-tongue language and went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Italy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to visit and staying with his sister during his summer break. And now? We are back to the place where we belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We speak different languages, we live in a different country, one is in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Southeast Asia &lt;/span&gt;and another one is in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Latin America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. We grew up with different lifestyles, different religions and even different cultures. Meeting by fate. Becoming friends and now as lovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez.. I don’t know why.. But he's taken over my thoughts. I can’t just can't explain it how and since when. But deep down, all I know is this particular person named &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy Bejar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;owns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mya Zulkifli&lt;/span&gt;. Far away.. I want him close by.  I miss his embrace, I miss his touch, I miss his voice, his scent and everything bout him. I really miss holding him close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill be thinking about him always right till the day we meet again. Until that day comes,  I'll never forget the day I seen.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;MY TRUE LOVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s- Amore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Ti amo tanto e mi manchi molto. Non posso vivere senza voi. Per favore Amore, non dimenticarmi. Voglio passare il resto della mia vita con te. Ti amo mucho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifi-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7049505028495111397?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7049505028495111397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/consealed-feelings.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7049505028495111397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7049505028495111397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/consealed-feelings.html' title='Consealed Feelings.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SquuJS-3aPI/AAAAAAAAA3g/dGOvuGxMySw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-6253718842809047245</id><published>2009-09-10T09:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T18:33:43.682+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotation'/><title type='text'>Paper Scissors Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S6UGyuNQZmI/AAAAAAAAA_0/vLItFJRX2z8/s1600-h/rockpaperscissors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S6UGyuNQZmI/AAAAAAAAA_0/vLItFJRX2z8/s400/rockpaperscissors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450770392468711010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I understand that Scissors can beat Paper, and I get how Rock can beat Scissors, but there's no fucking way Paper can beat Rock. Paper is supposed to magically wrap around Rock leaving it immobile? Why the hell can't paper do this to scissors? Screw scissors, why can't paper do this to people? Why aren't sheets of college ruled notebook paper constantly suffocating student as they attempt to take notes in class? I'll tell you why, because paper can't beat anybody, a rock would tear that shit up in 2 seconds. When I play rock/ paper/ scissors, I always choose rock. Then when somebody claims to have beaten me with their paper I can punch them in the face with my already clenched fist and say, oh shit, I'm sorry, I thought paper would protect you, you asshole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-6253718842809047245?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/6253718842809047245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/paper-scissors-rock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6253718842809047245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6253718842809047245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/paper-scissors-rock.html' title='Paper Scissors Rock'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/S6UGyuNQZmI/AAAAAAAAA_0/vLItFJRX2z8/s72-c/rockpaperscissors.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-2595796996464697751</id><published>2009-09-09T17:43:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:59:46.538+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Special 09/09/09??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;What so special bout this date? Well.. Today is special because todays date is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;09/09/09&lt;/span&gt;. It is also &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wednesday &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;9 &lt;/span&gt;letters. It also happens to be the 252 day of the year and when &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;2+5+2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it is equals to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;. Today is said to bring lots of energy and happiness and yes lots and lots of luck! xD Plus, today is my 2nd year friendship anniversary with 2 of my besties, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Arn&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Ej&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. This is a very special once in a life time day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- Thnx to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Safwan Syahir&lt;/span&gt; for sending me the msg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-2595796996464697751?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/2595796996464697751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/special-090909.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2595796996464697751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/2595796996464697751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/special-090909.html' title='Special 09/09/09??'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1607667616052077953</id><published>2009-09-09T15:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:09:36.647+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendships'/><title type='text'>09.09.09 After 2years..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;When it seems like there's no one left to run to in this empty world you can come to me I'll be your shooting star. You can tell me your dreams I can't promise to make them come true, but I'll be there to pick up the pieces of your broken heart if your dreams happen to fall through.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sqe0tk55TKI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/cW6Eu8fIEAY/s1600-h/Mya+Arn+Ej.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sqe0tk55TKI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/cW6Eu8fIEAY/s400/Mya+Arn+Ej.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379466975010966690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;~Loving them endlessly~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ciao pretty peeps.. So, today is actualy 09.09.09.. What a cool date tho! And yet... Today is my 2nd year friendship anniversary with my bff &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arn&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ej&lt;/span&gt;. Yes peeps, I rmmbered the very 1st date knowing these two silly guys. Why? God only knows.. And surely, me and these two guys only knw wht tht date is so very important yet meaningful.. There's a story behind 09.09.07. LOL. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Aceceyh.. Nk ayat mcm best sgt jer date ni*&lt;/span&gt; Well.. Mmg la best! Heee! xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So, basically we didn't celebrate it tho. I mean not today since the 3of us were busy with our own stuffs. =( But nvm, as long as they knw and rmmbered tht today is a very important date then Im glad.. Very glad indeed. =) Memories will alws be memories.. And Im soo glad knowing these two peeps specially you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Arn&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Friendship is something to hold on to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; But for me that's not the case&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Cause I don't feel I need to keep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Something that can't be erased&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I am sure of what I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Cause with you I have no doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; For what we've built, can't ever fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; It's what I care about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I find it hard to describe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; This thing that we share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Especially when there's nothing else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; That ever could compare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; For you're the "U", and I'm the "S"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; And forever that will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Cause together we make "US", and so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; YOU COMPLETE ME! Bestfriends forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1607667616052077953?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1607667616052077953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909-after-2years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1607667616052077953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1607667616052077953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909-after-2years.html' title='09.09.09 After 2years..'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Sqe0tk55TKI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/cW6Eu8fIEAY/s72-c/Mya+Arn+Ej.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-3886126670706160569</id><published>2009-09-08T18:12:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T08:38:15.479+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Raya Shopping and..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SqdLX9FmkoI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/j7h1WMQXmNA/s1600-h/Sept+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SqdLX9FmkoI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/j7h1WMQXmNA/s400/Sept+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379351154824483458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Uishk.. besar sgt plak pic ni~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Gmbar hanyalah sekadar hiasan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ciao tutti! As we all knw, last Monday was a holiday for Selangor? Hahaha! Therefore, my mom, brothers and I headed our way to KL for raya shopping. Woot-woot! Hahaha. Ceyhh.. Cakap mcm aku dgn mak aku cuti kerja pulak.. Duhh, my mom is a full-time housewife, and me? Goyang kaki saja.. So, hari2 pon cuti... LOL. Ok2.. Pepagi lagii dah gerak ke rumah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Opah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ku sayyyaanngg. Well, xla pagi sgt.. Ada la dlm kul 10pagi cmtu. Hehe. =P So, smpai jer umah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Opah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, after peluk ciumm Opah, huggiiiesss mwuahh2 daa dii duu, my mom, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Asyraf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and I went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Jalan T.A.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. =) Ye laa.. Nk beli baju raya la kann.. Nk tempah dah xsmpat pulak. Aiseyh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Batrisyia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;Adib &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kene tinggal kt rumah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Opah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;went to see his who-so-ever. Abah pulak keje la. Hahaha. Kesiann~ Btw, the theme color for this year is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Greenish Blue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or should I say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Bluish Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;? Ahhh.. Mana2 je la. Hahaha! Adoiiii.. Kt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Jln T.A.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, sumpaahhh ramai gegila babeng org.. Like seriously.. Dah la puasa, panass pulak.. Sesak dgn org ramai lagi, mcm2 bau ada... Mmg terbaek la kan.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*Wahh, byk songeh pulak aku ni*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Sorry! Haha. So, tu laa... Uhmm.. Tu jer kot. Haha. Malas nk cite pnjang lebar.. Korang bukannye baca pon. Gagagaga! xDD ok.. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- I met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Apeng &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;for a while. And.. Boh! Tu je la kot. Oh yeah, pics baju raya semua xyah la kot nk update.. X surprise la nnt. Hehehe! xD Gegila rindu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Jimmmyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-3886126670706160569?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/3886126670706160569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-shopping-and.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3886126670706160569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3886126670706160569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-shopping-and.html' title='Raya Shopping and..'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SqdLX9FmkoI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/j7h1WMQXmNA/s72-c/Sept+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-3845447271793308732</id><published>2009-09-06T18:49:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:01:15.035+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='berbuka puasa'/><title type='text'>Berbuka With Ramona and Sakhee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SqPqRyAcKZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oZLKokHE7_4/s1600-h/berbuka+puasa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SqPqRyAcKZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oZLKokHE7_4/s400/berbuka+puasa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378399971212798354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ciao everyyyonneee!! Hows everything goin on with u peeps? OK? KO? Lol. Well as for me, nothing much going on.. Rarely hang out tht much like last time. But on last 31st Aug.. I managed to get my ass to meet my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ramonaaaa Huggs&lt;/span&gt; and her syg, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sakhee &lt;/span&gt;for berbuka puasa at &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Andalus&lt;/span&gt;. Therefore, since Im staying at world's most 'awesome' place at Rawang, I went out pretty early so tht I wont be late. And I managed to get my ass at KLCC around 4pm. Hahaha. While &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ramona &lt;/span&gt;was still at Purtajaya doing her thing.. I decided to watch movie all by myself. Pathetic? I know tht. Haha. The earliest movie I can get by tht very moment are The Orphan and Up. Tengok sensorang cite thriller? Xmau aku.. Therefore, I just go for Up rather than The Orphan eventho Im actually more to thriller kinda movie. LOL. Takut tapi mauu.. Huhu. After gelak sensorang like macikk gila in the cinema, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ramona&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Sakhee &lt;/span&gt;picked me up at the Isetan and straight away to Andalus. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ramona &lt;/span&gt;was pretty &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Wow!"&lt;/span&gt; when she saw the 'new me' tho. And the most important thing is she's cool bout it and support me all the way! We did the huggiesss thingy rite after we reached Andalus cuz it's pretty hard to give ur girl a big bear hug specially if u're in the car tho! LOL. Mona was pretty emo by tht time. Ye laa.. Aku pon sama kot.. Cuma tahannnnn jer. Ye laa.. The last time we met was actually last year kot! The very last moment at the airport before off to Italy. Huhu. =P Ok.. Ok. Xramai sgt org tht day during berbuka. So, ape lagi.. Org berbuka dgn makanan.. Aku berbuka dgn hookah la. Haahahahahaha! Ok pls sue me for being such a hookaholic! Eh eh.. Xlaa... I had Chicken Salad for berbuka.. Banyakk nk mamposs! Xabes mkn aku..  Lastly, we went to KLCC after tht to pick my brother, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hafiz &lt;/span&gt;and straight to KL Sentral. Sampai Rawang around 10 something and Abah kindly picked us up at the KTM Rawang. Thts all about it. Till then, TOODLEESSS! *looking forward to meet the rest*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- Thnx for everythinggg babes!! Monaa, Sakhee!! I love u babesss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-3845447271793308732?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/3845447271793308732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/berbuka-with-ramona-and-sakhee.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3845447271793308732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3845447271793308732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/berbuka-with-ramona-and-sakhee.html' title='Berbuka With Ramona and Sakhee.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SqPqRyAcKZI/AAAAAAAAA3I/oZLKokHE7_4/s72-c/berbuka+puasa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1937889787080281692</id><published>2009-09-06T12:38:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T12:46:03.722+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>Draft Updates- 2nd September 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps, I've decided to take Masscom as my main course of studying later. How later is tht? This January 2010 insyallah~ OMG. I knw it's like loongg way to go! And dang it. It sux to actually wait for it. Im in a super desperate moooood to further my studies ASAP since everyone already started studying since when? June? July? Boh! And now, knowing the fact tht I have to wait till next January reallyyyyyy make me feels like one such useless person. Gosshh.. Help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to be exact.. I was suppose to enter Inti University College by last 1st of September. But then, when I think back, wht my mom said to me is true. I need to take my car license 1st after raya.. And perhaps by end of this year, I already manage to settle all the driving license thingy. And Insyallah by January, I can already get my ass to pursue my studiessss without worrying bout the driving license anymore. Kan3? Yelaa... Kalau masuk study skarang.. Bile pulak aku nk amek lesen? Org lain dah bole merewang sini sana, aku ni? Hahaha. Kesiann~ Therefore, lambat sikit study pon xpe laa. Hurrmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- Ade la sorang kawan aku tu ckp &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Hek eleh.. Masscom? Ape barang? Amek la yg pro2 skit.. Law ker? Medic ke? Engineering ke?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hahaha! Ni haaa aku nk ckp.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Wehh.. kau ni.. Byk ckp plak ehh.. Bukan kau yg study aku yg nk study.. Kau abeskan course kau tu dlu.. Dapat keje bagus2 baru la ckp cmtu kt org ok? Klo balajar xhabis lagi dah ckp besar baik xpayah!" &lt;/span&gt;Pffffttt! Mcm org bodoh sgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1937889787080281692?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1937889787080281692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/draft-updates-2nd-september-2009.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1937889787080281692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1937889787080281692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/draft-updates-2nd-september-2009.html' title='Draft Updates- 2nd September 2009.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-258171871294944689</id><published>2009-09-06T12:09:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T12:31:42.935+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Draft Updates- 29th August 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. So here we are.. After 10days in Malaysia. Pretty &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"awesome"&lt;/span&gt; actually. No internet connection. Not going anywhere. No nothing. So, all I'd been doing are just watching tv and helping my mom cooking for berbuka every single day. Yeappp.. The same routines for every single day. Can't denied the big fact tht I'd been missing my Amore sooooooo much! Like seriously!! Not 'seeeing' his face everyday and not talking to him for hours are equivalent to a total I dunno.. Down in the dumps? Urghh.. I feel soo lonely and dispirited yet joyless. Minus the fact tht I can't go out tht often anymore since it's a fasting month and dang it my house is like fffaaarrr away from everyone and everywhere really fucked me up! Pathetic yet pitiful rite? Sigh~ =_________=" But somehow, Im glad and Im soooo HAPPY to received such calls from my Amore till it bring tears in my eyes. Tears of happiness to hear his voice and tears of sadness since we're physically far apart. I just miss him sooo much and I need him badly. I want my Jimmy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im truly desperate to meet my besties and every single person tht I knw! I miss everyone specially my closed ones and my bestiesss!! And yet.. So far, I only met Arn and my 'big bros' on the last 21st of August which was the last day to makan2 before puasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Im so sorry to u peeps whose been asking me to berbuka puasa together. I cnt make it since my family specially my parents really "appreciate" our family gathering during berbuka time. So, guess u peeps knw why I cnt go out tht often during this Ramadhan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, TOODLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- I want the Internet Connection ASAP! And I missss my Jimmy sooo bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-258171871294944689?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/258171871294944689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/draft-updates-29th-august-2009.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/258171871294944689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/258171871294944689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/09/draft-updates-29th-august-2009.html' title='Draft Updates- 29th August 2009.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-3223105214708610539</id><published>2009-08-17T20:28:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:32:16.532+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excitement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving Italy'/><title type='text'>The Very Last Day In Milano, Italia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps!! Eh, silap.. Assalammuaallaiiikkuummmm peepsss! xDD Just a quickie ok? Today is actually my very last day here in Italy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Im actually leaving in less than 12 hours!&lt;/span&gt; OMG. I cant believe it like seriously. OMGOMGOMG!! Ya Allahhh!!! Paranoidddd ni!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;*eh. eh. over react pulak*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; =______=" Ok. Ok. Stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Since it's our last day here. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Auntie Razidah&lt;/span&gt; invited us for some farewell party + her son's bday party + whatsoever at her &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;MATRADE &lt;/span&gt;office at Milan. So, all of us went there around 10am for makan2!! Ulalala! xDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;*wah. bab makan aku syok aje*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Then after makan2, all of us pon like gedik2 beramai2 to Duomo for the very last time! Hukhuk.. T___T Sedih seketika. Then, kt Duomo mcm biasa la.. gegedik here and there.. Window shopping. Aish window shopping ape. I managed to grab a pair of jeans tht fit just right! Sempat lagi tu.. Ulalala! xDD Huahua! Later, before off back to Varese, we drop off at &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;San Siro&lt;/span&gt; stadium to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Ciao ciao e arrividerci!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Sedihh doe! Sentap aku beberapa saat. So, basically.. Tht's all for today and here are some pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Som6UvmSEdI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ujctgoV2D3o/s1600-h/Milano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Som6UvmSEdI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ujctgoV2D3o/s400/Milano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371028896153211346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;~Galleria, Milano~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Som7MOqKGpI/AAAAAAAAA24/WziFo20u_FQ/s1600-h/Jump+baby+jump%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Som7MOqKGpI/AAAAAAAAA24/WziFo20u_FQ/s400/Jump+baby+jump%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371029849383770770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;~Ok sila gelak lelaju. Anak gajah sedang melompat~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Som7imt28kI/AAAAAAAAA3A/5NEk6dG1deI/s1600-h/Milan+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Som7imt28kI/AAAAAAAAA3A/5NEk6dG1deI/s400/Milan+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371030233798865474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;~Duomo, Milano~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dah la tu sikit2.. Nak byk pgi tgok sendiri kt FB. Ok yeah.. Jgn gelak bebanyak ok! I knw I looook super cecoommmeeellll in those pics. Kan3? Alaaa... Anggukkan jer la..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *ok merepek suda. Sila ignore*&lt;/span&gt;. Last but not least, Im actually sad to leave Italy for good but in a meanwhile, Im totally excited and a lil desperate to go back to Malaysia and meeting all my relatives and friends. =) Till then.. TOOOODLLEESSS~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;P/s- I might not be updating my blog for quite sometime. Will be missing u peeps! See ya in Malaysia! And Im terribly missing my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;so bad! Ti amo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-3223105214708610539?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/3223105214708610539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-last-day-in-milano-italia.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3223105214708610539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/3223105214708610539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/very-last-day-in-milano-italia.html' title='The Very Last Day In Milano, Italia.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Som6UvmSEdI/AAAAAAAAA2w/ujctgoV2D3o/s72-c/Milano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-466779168565803142</id><published>2009-08-15T19:19:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:29:04.564+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBQ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving Italy'/><title type='text'>Farewell BBQ Party.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps! xD Today I went to Uncle Azzad's crib at Gallarate. He organized a farewell BBQ party for us since we are leaving very soon! Come on! It's like what? 2days to go?! Ohmyyy.. Is this for real?! Danggg.. =___=". Here are some pics taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SocYa2mxrtI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/MYYRRMx_HE8/s1600-h/Gallarate+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SocYa2mxrtI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/MYYRRMx_HE8/s400/Gallarate+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370287930276425426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~The boys~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SocY4_bXu9I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/sYD7tQse4Mo/s1600-h/Gallarate+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SocY4_bXu9I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/sYD7tQse4Mo/s400/Gallarate+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370288448040582098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Batrisyia, Hafiz and baby Amirul~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SocZQ7KIp-I/AAAAAAAAA2g/RQeiTI7ZVlE/s1600-h/Gallarate+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SocZQ7KIp-I/AAAAAAAAA2g/RQeiTI7ZVlE/s400/Gallarate+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370288859211409378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~The mak makss~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SocZmADIv8I/AAAAAAAAA2o/icDpFlxirDY/s1600-h/Gallarate+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SocZmADIv8I/AAAAAAAAA2o/icDpFlxirDY/s400/Gallarate+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370289221301485506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~The abah abahs~ LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh yeah, byk lagi pics.. But toooo lazy to update. Hohoh. Maafin gwe yeah~ xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-466779168565803142?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/466779168565803142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/farewell-bbq-party.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/466779168565803142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/466779168565803142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/farewell-bbq-party.html' title='Farewell BBQ Party.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SocYa2mxrtI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/MYYRRMx_HE8/s72-c/Gallarate+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-915930948774148415</id><published>2009-08-14T19:53:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T20:19:26.857+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>What A Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. Just a quickie for today aite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoWpYwOO7vI/AAAAAAAAA2I/JpnaW5AZpEI/s1600-h/Day+out+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoWpYwOO7vI/AAAAAAAAA2I/JpnaW5AZpEI/s400/Day+out+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369884373435739890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;~Seriously, Im gonna miss this bitch like CRAZAYYH!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today is actually the ultimate day of packing. Packers are at my house since 8am! And Im still crawling on my bed like a sleeping beauty by tht time. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woke up around 8.30am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*stengah jam lewat jer pon* &lt;/span&gt;and straight headed up to the bathroom. Took my shower and walaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By 10.30am only I realized tht I have to meet my friend, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Riina &lt;/span&gt;at the Centro di Varese at 11am! Time tu bayangkan laa cmner aku kabut nk siap2 smua. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Managed to get there by 11.15am and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Riina &lt;/span&gt;still not there. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank God! She text me saying tht she's a lil late*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just chillin around Varese and we took our brunch at our old fav spot. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then off to the Post Office 1st since she gotta settle up her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'samannsss'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then we headed our asses for some window shopping here and there. xDD Promised myself not to get anything. But unfortunately &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Riina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;racunnn baekk punya! So, I jst grab one top from &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;United Colors of Benetton&lt;/span&gt;. Since it's still on sale! Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Later around 2pm, she drove me home since she's off to work at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Reached home and Im like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Wooaah, kosongnye rumah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Im missing my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;soooo bad!! Like seriously. T____T.  The end. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s- 3days to go?? 4days to go? OMG. =______="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-915930948774148415?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/915930948774148415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/915930948774148415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/915930948774148415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-day.html' title='What A Day.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoWpYwOO7vI/AAAAAAAAA2I/JpnaW5AZpEI/s72-c/Day+out+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-4882191028268728605</id><published>2009-08-12T23:07:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T23:56:56.560+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair makeover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Watched. Tried. Waited and Pfft.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ciao tutti! How are u peeps? Im about to share something interesting to u peeps specially to those who got long silky straight or wavy hair who wants to change it to be currllyyyy without damaging ur pretty hair with heat curling irons or stuffs like tht. LMAO. Aceceyy.. As usual, I was spending my 'precious' time on Youtube the whole mornin and I found this video, which made me  go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ULALA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;! Huahuahua. xDD So, girls... Check this out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WoZ2QGq0n4A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WoZ2QGq0n4A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yess peeeeppss... I was uberlyyyy excited and again Im soo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ULALA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bout it. Hohoh. I tried to do tht and honestly the results doesn't satisfied me much. I guess I knw why. It's bcuz my hair wasnt tht long like the girl in the video and hell my hair is a permed hair and not silky straight. Hoohoh. Guess wht. Mya's hair is currently a total perfect definition of bee nest aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sarang Tebuan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;weyh! Plus by running down my fingers thru the hair, it made my hair goooo crazayh and bushhyy! Bushy? LMAO. Yeapp bushy peeps. Very. So here are the pics, before and after the whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoM1FVSNHXI/AAAAAAAAA14/PYtBK318y8Y/s1600-h/before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoM1FVSNHXI/AAAAAAAAA14/PYtBK318y8Y/s400/before.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369193546484882802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Lame and Nerdy~&lt;/span&gt; Aceceyyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoM1bEGlLdI/AAAAAAAAA2A/POfKp65KifY/s1600-h/after.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoM1bEGlLdI/AAAAAAAAA2A/POfKp65KifY/s400/after.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369193919829847506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;~Bushy and ermmm Vain~&lt;/span&gt; LMAO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok. Ok. Shut up! I knw it sux. Pfft. Dah dah dah. Allora peeps, I went out with my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ibu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Abah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;just now. I bought makeupsssss!! Ngeeeeee.. My mom and I were like borong the Kiko Cosmetics Store since we it's like our last time to shop for makeups here. LOL. Aceyh beli sakan, pakai xreti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*ok, sila gelak lelaju*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Oh yeah, to u peeps who doesn't knw what &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kiko Cosmetics&lt;/span&gt; is.. U peeps can&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.kikocosmetics.com/"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;for info. It's basically a local Italian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;product of makeups which is veryy reasonable yet affordable to get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s- 5days to go. And I really miss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;soo much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Till then, TODDDLEEESSSS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-4882191028268728605?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/4882191028268728605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/watched-tried-waited-and-pfft.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4882191028268728605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4882191028268728605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/watched-tried-waited-and-pfft.html' title='Watched. Tried. Waited and Pfft.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoM1FVSNHXI/AAAAAAAAA14/PYtBK318y8Y/s72-c/before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-5516640648807100768</id><published>2009-08-12T00:04:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:59:03.929+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Watching. Trying. Experimenting and Laughing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ciao peeps. Im currently having this &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh-flip-the-boredom-strikes-again&lt;/span&gt;! And this time it's like bertubi2! Pathetic? Yeah, I knw tht. Therefore, all I'd been doing today is YOUTUBing the whole day like seriously. I'd been watching soo many videos from the ridiculous one to the stupidest and up to the cooolios one. LOL. But apparently, most vids tht I really enjoyed watching today is &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Make-up Tutorials&lt;/span&gt;. Oh.. not to forget, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How To Wear Hijab&lt;/span&gt; tutorials. Hehehe. xD Bestt doe! And guess wht peeps, yes I did some experiments regarding those makeups thingy on me and I did godek2 my mom's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'empty'&lt;/span&gt; closet to find some scarfs to try on. But unfortunately, most of em are already in the box. So, just managed to grab one long &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'selendang'&lt;/span&gt; and go for some brand new experiments on myself. Alaaaa sng ckp aku menerai2 laa.. Hish.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sila gelak cepat*&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeah, I personally enjoying it. And I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s- There will be no pics attached here since I didnt snap any. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-5516640648807100768?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/5516640648807100768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/watching-trying-experimenting-and.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5516640648807100768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5516640648807100768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/watching-trying-experimenting-and.html' title='Watching. Trying. Experimenting and Laughing.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1987084520236407718</id><published>2009-08-11T17:50:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:21:09.707+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poker face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Let's Poke Gaga's Face!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Peeps!! Let's poke &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaga&lt;/span&gt;'s face!!! So, whose with me? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Po po po poker face~" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="230" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Jrk2Z_Cz44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Jrk2Z_Cz44&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="230" width="380"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;P/s- She's better than &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaga&lt;/span&gt;! And Im seriously diggin her sexy voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1987084520236407718?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1987084520236407718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-poke-gagas-face.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1987084520236407718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1987084520236407718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-poke-gagas-face.html' title='Let&apos;s Poke Gaga&apos;s Face!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8366490396261841345</id><published>2009-08-10T22:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T01:35:22.194+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SetiaBudi'/><title type='text'>SetiaBudi 2008- The Memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps, I was hopelessly bored to death just now. So, I decided to just 'cleaning up' my lappy and delete all those unwanted  contents. Therefore, I accidentally found some pics in my lappy which I don't even rmmber the existence of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "Ehh? Bila masa aku ade pics ni semua? Ohmyy.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. Feels like sharing it with u peeps. Here are some pics taken with my SetiaBudi's school-mates 2008..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCsLgZnfqI/AAAAAAAAA04/rwQ6JLO7eNk/s1600-h/Mya+and+Tiha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCsLgZnfqI/AAAAAAAAA04/rwQ6JLO7eNk/s400/Mya+and+Tiha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368480069501550242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Buka Puasa dinner at Bora Ombak, Ampang.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCsmhIs6pI/AAAAAAAAA1A/VCo7KU1lSpc/s1600-h/Belle+me+tiha+and+zatie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCsmhIs6pI/AAAAAAAAA1A/VCo7KU1lSpc/s400/Belle+me+tiha+and+zatie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368480533555505810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;~Belle, Me, Fatihah, Zatie~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCtFiCl36I/AAAAAAAAA1I/kw3EJh3JUeY/s1600-h/SetiaBudi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCtFiCl36I/AAAAAAAAA1I/kw3EJh3JUeY/s400/SetiaBudi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368481066374258594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;~Hari Raya Celebration~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;From left: Sakira, Ieka, Lala, Me, Tatiana, Wawa and Turee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCtm6Q8FjI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/dsl5TVKw5lQ/s1600-h/mya+camy+turee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCtm6Q8FjI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/dsl5TVKw5lQ/s400/mya+camy+turee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368481639812568626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;~Me, Shahmi and Turee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCt2HPnZAI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/g3YxmJijJoA/s1600-h/mya+n+lala..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCt2HPnZAI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/g3YxmJijJoA/s400/mya+n+lala..jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368481900994716674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Me and Lala~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s- I miss my ex-school mates specially my DOBians! You peeps knw who u are! xD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8366490396261841345?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8366490396261841345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/setiabudi-2008-memories.html#comment-form' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8366490396261841345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8366490396261841345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/setiabudi-2008-memories.html' title='SetiaBudi 2008- The Memories.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoCsLgZnfqI/AAAAAAAAA04/rwQ6JLO7eNk/s72-c/Mya+and+Tiha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-5409177646552368504</id><published>2009-08-10T19:23:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:45:26.923+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Simpsons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOL'/><title type='text'>Just for Gagggs. LOL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoBcI4UPvII/AAAAAAAAA0w/UnU555KfJj0/s1600-h/simpsons.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoBcI4UPvII/AAAAAAAAA0w/UnU555KfJj0/s400/simpsons.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368392063451643010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Homer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; "Marge? Since I'm not talking to Lisa, would you please ask her to pass me the syrup?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Marge:&lt;/span&gt;                            &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Dear, please pass your father the syrup, Lisa." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Lisa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Bart, tell Dad I will only pass the syrup if it won't be used                            on any meat product." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bart: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"You dunkin' your sausages in that syrup homeboy?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Homer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Marge, tell Bart I just want                            to drink a nice glass of syrup like I do every morning." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Marge:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Tell him yourself, you're ignoring Lisa, not Bart." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Homer: &lt;/span&gt;                           &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Bart, thank your mother for pointing that out." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Marge: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;"Homer, you're not not-talking to me and secondly I heard what                            you said." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Homer: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Lisa, tell your mother to get off my case." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Uhhh, dad, Lisa's the one you're not talking                            to." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Homer:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Bart, go to your room."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;P/s- I LMAO like crazy.. Haahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:Courier;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-5409177646552368504?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/5409177646552368504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-for-gagggs-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5409177646552368504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5409177646552368504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-for-gagggs-lol.html' title='Just for Gagggs. LOL.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SoBcI4UPvII/AAAAAAAAA0w/UnU555KfJj0/s72-c/simpsons.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7376682177732607690</id><published>2009-08-09T16:16:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T17:09:15.479+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressions'/><title type='text'>Reminiscencing The Past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. I feel so numb and Im lost. It's like I realized that way down inside, I've always been lonely for something. But I don't know what for. It's like... Everybody in the world wants something. Only they never really know exactly what it is.. They just keep finding out what it's not. You know how, when you turn off the TV or you just left a party or whatever it is, and everything just feels... EMPTY? Like you thought that would be what you wanted, and then it wasn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Have you ever heard a song from so long ago with so many memories tied to it that it made you feel down, disconsolate and miserable till somehow all you want to is just crying and sobbing? And don't you think with doing that you could just go back into time when everything seemed so much simpler and carefree? Those are songs that are the soundtrack of our lives... the ones that bring back childhood memories, best friends, first love, first heartbreak... the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-family:Courier;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s- I feel so numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7376682177732607690?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7376682177732607690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/reminiscencing-past.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7376682177732607690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7376682177732607690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/reminiscencing-past.html' title='Reminiscencing The Past.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-4392012624616558990</id><published>2009-08-08T02:21:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T03:29:19.290+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving Italy'/><title type='text'>The Official Date.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. =) Today is 08.08.09 right? Okay, there's something huge I want to share with u peeps today. It's actually some facts bout me leaving Italy. Nothing to do with today's date. LOL. Ok, some of u peeps already knw the fact tht Im coming back to Malaysia soon right? Very soon indeed. But how soon it is? I never tell u peeps right? Allora, I knw some of u people been asking me about the exact date when Im coming back, and all I just said was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Soon enough. Very soon indeed."&lt;/span&gt; kan3? Mesti sakit hati kan? LOL. I was thinking bout keeping the date as a secret and a surprise to all my friends but I guess I cant keep it tht long. Everyone is pushing me to tell the exact date I'll be on the jet plane. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*Aceyh*&lt;/span&gt; Korang ni mcm xsabar2 jer nk jumpa aku! Ngeee! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Date= 18th August 2009.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;CONFIRMED&lt;/span&gt;. What time is it and stuffs like tht I guess, it wasn't tht important right? So, lets just keep it tht way. Shall we? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnzUCE80mAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/tsRW3hbZFIo/s1600-h/Venezia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnzUCE80mAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/tsRW3hbZFIo/s400/Venezia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367397988072462338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Venice, Italy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Talk bout leaving Italy. Oh my.. I cant believe the fact tht Im actually leaving Italy within 10days! OMG. Im excited to go back to Malaysia and meet my relatives and friends but somehow, Im sad, distressing yet dispirited bout leaving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Viale Belforte 60, 21100 Varese, Italy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*ok tht is my current address here*&lt;/span&gt;. Oh my! I still remember the day I left my country. It was very sad because I was leaving my life long friends, my bffs, my love, some members of my family, my country, and especially the city where I was born. Dang it. It was hard. But now.. Im having a hard time dealing with the real fact tht Im leaving Italy for good pulak dahh! O.o Adoyyaaii~ Im surely gonna be like blubbering and sobbing and tearing up by the time Im leaving on the jet plane.. Aishkk~ T_T Sedihnye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Im listing some to do lists before Im off to Msia! Ala2 bucket lists la konon. Hohoh. xD But lets just keep it to myself ok? Ok peeps, Ciao ciao! Arrividerci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s- Happy 1st year uh-I-don't-knw-wht-to-say to Apeng. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-4392012624616558990?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/4392012624616558990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/official-date.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4392012624616558990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/4392012624616558990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/official-date.html' title='The Official Date.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnzUCE80mAI/AAAAAAAAA0o/tsRW3hbZFIo/s72-c/Venezia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-5741398365480298398</id><published>2009-08-07T18:46:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T19:53:06.943+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thankful'/><title type='text'>Bertudung atau Tak Part2.</title><content type='html'>Ciao pretty peeps. Seriously, I'd been sooo worried and Im thinking wayyy tooo much bout how my friends and those ppl around me gonna react later when I finally decided to change myself to be more devoted to God. Yes, this entry is related to the last entry tht I posted yesterday. Bout wearing hijab aka tudung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thing really bothering me for quite sometime, I just love my friends soo much till I don't have much gut of losing them. Yes peeps, Im afraid of loneliness.&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Bila xpkai tudung, semua marii.. Bila bertudung semua larii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;LOL. I might be wrong bout tht statement and I might be right bout it. All we can do is just wait and see.. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, for once in my life. I actually didn't expect to received such positive supports and responds from my friends bout my decision. Those comments I received on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Facebook &lt;/span&gt;and those comments I received on my prvious entry really did opened my eyes widely. LIKE SERIOUSLY. I even received more than 5 private messages in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Facebook &lt;/span&gt;account from some of my girl friends who doesn't even know me in person. They are actually facing the same problem like me. Honestly, Im stunned and quite shocked to get those long msgs! All these preety girls were telling me stories bout them, their feelings and the same problem bout wearing hijab. We are basically sharing the same 'flight'. On top of tht, most of these girls are tooo afraid to lose their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so-called-priceless-friends&lt;/span&gt;. And I do understnd their feelings honestly. But come on peeps. WTF? Im sorry, but this might sound a lil harsh cuz honestly, I think semua kawan yg &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'huhahuha' &lt;/span&gt;tu xbawak kemana pon.. Bukan dorang tolong kita dlm kubur pon nnt kan? Bukan kene &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;'belasah'&lt;/span&gt; sama2 pon kan? And klo dorang la penyebab kte &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAMBAT &lt;/span&gt;nk brubah.. Perhaps losing them is not a loss btw. Wanna knw why? Xde kawan cmtu xmati ponn... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe if my friends really love me and accept me for who Iam. Why should I bother bout losing them anyway? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Cuz true friends will stick and be with us no matter wht. &lt;/span&gt;Insyallah~ And if they decided to ignore us when we bcme the new us. Perhaps they just cnt accept the better us and the fact tht we are already better thn them anyway rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Im changing myself now. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Slowly but surely insyallah~&lt;/span&gt; Time will not wait for us. Today we are still breathing.. Tomorrow? No one knows. We might stop breathing by tonight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thnx for all the supports peeps! I love u all! God bless and Tooooddlleess~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-5741398365480298398?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/5741398365480298398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/bertudung-atau-tak-part2.html#comment-form' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5741398365480298398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5741398365480298398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/bertudung-atau-tak-part2.html' title='Bertudung atau Tak Part2.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8643207824462208341</id><published>2009-08-06T11:02:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T13:03:53.779+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dilemma'/><title type='text'>Bertudung atau Tak?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snq4YfS6jhI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Mpz5AcxP4wQ/s1600-h/mya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snq4YfS6jhI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Mpz5AcxP4wQ/s400/mya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366804636822572562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. Okay, kalini aku nk ckp pasal kes bertuduung atau x.. 1st thing 1st, aku bukan buat entry ni sbb nk ckp pasal org lain. Aku nk cakap pasal diri aku sendiri. And btw, mungkin entry ni pnjang dan akn membuatkan korang semua bosan tahap nk hantuk kepala kt monitor korang kuat2. Alright peeps, actually kan.. Dah lama aku tergerak hati nk pakai tudung &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ok.. sila gelak kuat2*&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously, dah lama. Bukan sebab ibu aku suruh ke or sebab sapa2 jer.. Ni sebab kata hati aku sendiri. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sila gelak lagi skali*&lt;/span&gt; Family aku kebanyakan nye bertudung. Ibu aku pakai tudung, opah aku pakai tudung, auntie2 aku semua pakai tudung, kazen2 aku ade la yg pakai and ade gak yg xpakai. So, masing2 lah kan. Dosa masing2. Kadang2 korang penah xtergerak hati rasa mcm mak2 korang ni sebenarnye malu nk bawak korang pegi mana2 sbb kepala korang 'bogel'? Aku slalu rasa mcmtu.. Selalu sangat~ Banyak kali jugak ibu aku ckp kt aku.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Ni bile nk pakai tudung ni? Nape kalau u pakai tudung kawan2 semua xmau kawan dah ker? Kawan2 u yg cantik2 tu semua xmau kawan dah? Just because u dah pakai tudung? Kawan ape cmtu? U tell me now, why issit so hard for u to wear tudung? Ibu rasa pelikk sangat. So, if pakai tudung kenapa? Dah kena banned ker? Xbole join the crew mcm tu? Or dah jadi xcantik pulak if u pakai tudung..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*on.. and on.. and on..*&lt;/span&gt; Pastu byk lagi la mende yg die ckp betul made sense. And ape mende ibu aku membebel tu buat aku lagi confused and even stressed. Aku pon terpikir mendalah yg sama. Camner nnt ttbe aku pakai tudung? Semua kawan2 huuhaaa2 aku nk kawan dgn aku lgi ker? Semua yg ckp&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;"Myaaa!! Cpt nk blk! Rinduu! Jom lepak ok!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tu akan ckp mende yg sama ker klo aku decide nk pakai tudung nnt? Hahaha.. Tgok2 nnt semua org berubah, aku berubah pakai tudung, dorang berubah trus xkawan aku. Mende ni semua kadang2 buat aku tergelak. Seriously, buat aku gelakk kuat2! Kenapa? Lu pikir la sendirik... Oh jap, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s-&lt;/span&gt; Ibu aku bukan la ustazah or alimah ke ape mende la yg xpert bab2 agama ni or yg pakai tudung bawah dada ke, or bawah pinggang ke, baju bawah punggung all the time ker, or even long sleeves all the time.. or pape je laa kan.. No no tu bukan Ibu aku. Ibu aku ni normal typical Malay jer. Sape yg kenal Auntie Haida tau la yer~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lagi satu aku nk ckp kt sini.. Dulu kan... Ex-bfsss aku semua xpenah pun cakap kt aku pasal bertudung ape jadah. Xde sorang pun penah bersuara tny aku bila nk pakai tudung ke or tny napa aku xpakai tudung. Semua ckp &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"Oh dear, I accept u just the way u are. Xpayah nk ubah pape dah. U're just perfect just the way u are~"&lt;/span&gt;. Pfft. Yer laaa... Aku perfect just the way I am. Hahaha. Tak tutup aurat. Perfect ke? Bullshit. Tapi kan.. My recent relationship ni.. Mmg tough. Ok, asal aku ttbe nk ckp pasal my recent relationship pulak? Ape kaitan nye dgn bertudung ke x? Hurrmmm. Meh sini aku bgtau korang. As u all know, Im currently in a relationship with a guy who is not a Muslim and not even a Malaysian. So, everything about me is something new for him. My religion, my culture and so on.. Therefore, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;byk kali tny aku mcm2 la.. Pasal agama, pasal culture and stuffs like tht. Pastu, bila ditnya pasal &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Why do Muslim women wear the 'thing' on their head, I meant the scarf thing?"&lt;/span&gt;. Aku jawab&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; "Bcuz it's stated in our Quran and it's a must. Whether u like or not, u have to wear it. And u have to like it no matter what. U have to 'cover' urself in front of men who are not direct relatives to prevent from uh-u-knw-wht-im-saying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. Itu yg aku jawab, pastu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;tny blk aku &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Then, why u don't wear it dear?"&lt;/span&gt;. O.o And by tht time, aku tersentap kejap. Muka aku dah merah and pipi aku rasa panas. Aku xdapat jawab soalan dia, tapi ni yg aku jawab. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Cuz I dont want to and Im not ready yet. And baby can we talk bout some other thing? Im not an expert bout my religion, and I don't want to give u such wrong infos or stuffs like tht. Lo siento por favor?"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Va bene, esta bien. Anche io, lo siento cara.."&lt;/span&gt; Pfft. Alasan yg sangat BULLSHIT! Asal aku xckp &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'Cuz I dont want to and that's it.'&lt;/span&gt; kan senang.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'Im not ready yet'&lt;/span&gt;??? What the fcuk am I thinking? Alasan yg  xtremely LAME lagi bodoh. Xde pon tulis kt dalam Quran yg pompuan Muslim dikecualikan drp memakai tudung klo xready. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;P/s-&lt;/span&gt; Byk lagi soklan2 cepumas yg ditny &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;. But aku simpan dlm hati jer la. Sigh~ Ya Allah Mya.. Kiralah dosa kau sendiri. Dosa xtutup aurat. Pastu, dosa lawan ckp ibu abah, dosa yg diri kau sendiri tau jer tu.. Ya Allah.. Lagi, dosa yg aku xsedar lagi.. Bergunung ganang dah ni dosa aku. Hari2 solat mintak doa Allah hapuskan dosa, tapi aurat xtutup2 jugak. Pastu cmner Allah nak hapuskan dosa klo mende kecik lagi wajib mcm tutup aurat pon aku xmampu nk buat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurm.. Entah la korang. Aku rasa confuse dgn stress. Wtf kan? Hahaha. Adoi, pastu nnt pakai tudung aku xboleh nk shisha dah.. Hahaha! Itu yg dipikirnye! Eh sapa ckp xbole shisha pulak?! LOL. Hahaha. Oh jap, ramai org hutang shisha ni... Huahuahua. Korang jgn nk buat2 lupa! Heh. Adoyyaaiii Mya kau klo pakai tudung nnt, ttbe kau bukak tudung pulak. Bullshit Mya oi.. Bullshit. Camane ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8643207824462208341?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8643207824462208341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/bertudung-atau-tak.html#comment-form' title='48 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8643207824462208341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8643207824462208341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/bertudung-atau-tak.html' title='Bertudung atau Tak?'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snq4YfS6jhI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Mpz5AcxP4wQ/s72-c/mya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-478048743741185882</id><published>2009-08-04T19:55:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:21:22.436+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily journals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Talking for Hours.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. Last night, I had a superbly awesome conversation with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy&lt;/span&gt;. He called me at the time where Im about to enter my dreamland to meet him. Such an Ulala for me to received the call. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'ulat gonggok' &lt;/span&gt; in my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'buncit' &lt;/span&gt;tummy suddenly turned out to be such beautiful butterflies. Im sooooo happy. Soo excited and sooooo ULALA! =) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mi manchi molto mio caro amore! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SniKFCHFsAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/yWYG3CDvp60/s1600-h/l_8197e4858ec74b01a90a04bb013415c3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SniKFCHFsAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/yWYG3CDvp60/s400/l_8197e4858ec74b01a90a04bb013415c3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366190775082528770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We've been talking like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'pungkoq ayam' &lt;/span&gt;since the both of us were like talking and talking and talking. Haha. So, many things to talk about. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Aceyh mcm xwebcam hari2 pulak~* &lt;/span&gt;And there's this one part where Im like singing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;No Me Doy Por Vencido&lt;/span&gt; slowly. And Jimmy was actually speechless. Bukan suara aku xsedap.. Well, xsedap tu satu hal la kan.. Hohohh. Just tht he didn't expect tht my Spanish pronunciation will be perfect! LMAO. He said tht tho! And for god sake I was terkembang kempis for quite awhile! LOL. Guess wht he even assumed tht I'd been hiding this one big secret. He accused me  saying tht I actually knw how to speak Spanish and been acting like a noob blur girl who don't knw anything about Spanish. Hahahaha. Lawak gila babuntut! Gila laki aku ni... My Italian pon tunggang terlabik.. Ni kan pulak Spanish. Haaahahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, today.. I did nothing. Except for lipat kain baju and online. No packing no nothing. Tooo lazy to do so and just don't feel like doing anything. Lazy bummm la katakan~ Gaaahh... Forza Mya! Few more daayyyssss left... Just few more dayss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-478048743741185882?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/478048743741185882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/talking-for-hours.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/478048743741185882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/478048743741185882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/talking-for-hours.html' title='Talking for Hours.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SniKFCHFsAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/yWYG3CDvp60/s72-c/l_8197e4858ec74b01a90a04bb013415c3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7131065856881468646</id><published>2009-08-03T21:06:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T21:24:36.970+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='webcaming'/><title type='text'>Webbie and Webbie.</title><content type='html'>Ciao pretty peeps. Here are some of my webbie 'snap shot' collections with some of my friends. Long Distance Friendship lah katakan.. =) LDF pulak... I really miss these ppl! And surely all of my friends back in Malaysia! Rinduu korang gilaa babeee! I'll be back sooooon mateesss! Weeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc2PXz8TqI/AAAAAAAAAy4/GINNMml-UTY/s1600-h/zakiyyy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc2PXz8TqI/AAAAAAAAAy4/GINNMml-UTY/s400/zakiyyy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365817118753050274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;~Zakiyyy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc3TgoaLkI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jx2Ui28zjk8/s1600-h/aliph..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc3TgoaLkI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/jx2Ui28zjk8/s400/aliph..bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365818289351700034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Aliphh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc33FXZLbI/AAAAAAAAAzY/EO2rs5ckIeg/s1600-h/zoey+gedik2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc33FXZLbI/AAAAAAAAAzY/EO2rs5ckIeg/s400/zoey+gedik2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365818900507864498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Zoeyy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc2egi7QFI/AAAAAAAAAzA/O9dNvxUHcEc/s1600-h/zoey+mya+adam.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc2egi7QFI/AAAAAAAAAzA/O9dNvxUHcEc/s400/zoey+mya+adam.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365817378795634770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Zoeyy and Adam~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc2Eo8XTGI/AAAAAAAAAyw/NXJnSbsTk8g/s1600-h/gedixness.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc2Eo8XTGI/AAAAAAAAAyw/NXJnSbsTk8g/s400/gedixness.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365816934373215330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Aliph Gong Geng~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"There is nothing worth the wear of winning, but laughter and the love of  friends." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7131065856881468646?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7131065856881468646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/webbie-and-webbie.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7131065856881468646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7131065856881468646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/webbie-and-webbie.html' title='Webbie and Webbie.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snc2PXz8TqI/AAAAAAAAAy4/GINNMml-UTY/s72-c/zakiyyy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8749480110924684434</id><published>2009-08-03T14:30:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T15:36:16.177+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='packing'/><title type='text'>My House = A Total Chaos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. Im pretty busy lately... Like seriously, been busy packing and packing and packing. Gaah~ No worries, Im not packing for any other vacation for the time being.. LOL. Im packing cuz we are actually moving back to Malaysia soon. Verryyy soon indeed. So, bye2 Italia! Mi manchi moltooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snblg2HuKFI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wT-NNs55wdI/s1600-h/packing+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snblg2HuKFI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wT-NNs55wdI/s400/packing+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365728358504998994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~These are my mom's Crystals only~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just like the title above, my house now is currently like a super tongkang pecah. Full with boxes. Rasa dah mcm kedai jual kotak pulak~ Adoiiyaaii. But believe me, my house wasnt thisss bad actually. Well, I mean before lah kan... Hohoh. Gahhh~ Oh packers cpt la dtggggg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnblNbdpUjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/j9iEGSeMxQk/s1600-h/packing+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnblNbdpUjI/AAAAAAAAAyg/j9iEGSeMxQk/s400/packing+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365728024931684914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;~Some of the boxes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Adoyyaii~ Ibu's crystals pon dah berkotak2.. Belum yg lelain lagi.. Sorry la. Pic letak sikit2 jer. Kang byk2 terkejut pulak korang. LOL. Oh yeah, btw, guess wht time packing ni best jugak tau.. This is the time when u finally found back all ur stuffs tht gone for the past few years and so on.. Hahah. And I found my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;oh-2007-so-called-diary&lt;/span&gt;. I LMAO till my tears were tripping like wtheck doe. Hahaha. Lawak gila.. And I was actually asking myself &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"OMG. Myaa kau ke tulis semua2 ni?! Bongokk gila laa weyh!"&lt;/span&gt;Haha, mcm xpecaya jer. Hahaha. Oh yes, jgn tny ape aku tulis kt dlm diary tu.. Diary tu patut kene bakar jer! Hahaha! Lame~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aite peeps, till then.. TOOOODLLEESSS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli~&lt;/span&gt;&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/581566551114474702-8749480110924684434?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8749480110924684434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-house-total-chaos.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8749480110924684434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8749480110924684434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-house-total-chaos.html' title='My House = A Total Chaos!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Snblg2HuKFI/AAAAAAAAAyo/wT-NNs55wdI/s72-c/packing+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-9043030349749127121</id><published>2009-08-03T03:19:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T03:37:54.115+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Installing Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: Can you install LOVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: I can do that. I'm not very technical, but I think I am ready to install now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do I do first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: The first step is to open your HEART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have you located your HEART ma'am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: Yes I have, but there are several programs running right now. Is it okay to install while they are running?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: What programs are running ma'am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: Let me see....I have PASTHURT.EXE, LOWESTEEM.EXE, GRUDGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXE, and RESENTMENT. COM running right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: No problem. LOVE will automatically erase PASTHURT.EXE from your current operating system. It may remain in your permanent memory, but it will no longer disrupt other programs. LOVE will eventually overwrite LOWESTEEM.EXE with a module of its own called HIGHESTEEM.EXE. However, you have to completely turn off GRUDGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXE and RESENTMENT. COM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Those programs prevent LOVE from being properly installed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you turn those off ma'am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: I don't know how to turn them off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can you tell me how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: My pleasure. Go to your Start menu and invoke FORGIVENESS.EXE. Do this as many times as necessary until GRUDGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXE and RESENTMENT. COM have been completely erased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: Okay, I'm done. LOVE has started installing itself automatically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is that normal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: Yes it is. You should receive a message that says it will reinstall for the life of your HEART.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you see that message?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: Yes I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it completely installed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: Yes, but remember that you have only the base program. You need to begin connecting to other HEARTS in order to get the upgrades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: Oops...I have an error message already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: What does the message say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: It says "ERROR 412 - PROGRAM NOT RUN ON INTERNAL COMPONENTS".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What does that mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: Don't worry ma'am, that's a common problem. It means that the LOVE program is set up to run on external HEARTS but has not yet been run on your HEART. It is one of those complicated programming things, but in non-technical terms it means you have to "LOVE" your own machine before It can "LOVE"others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: So what should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: Can you find the directory called "SELF-ACCEPTANCE"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: Yes, I have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: Excellent, you are getting good at this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: You're welcome. Click on the following files and then copy them to the "MYHEART" directory: FORGIVESELF.DOC, SELFESTEEM.TXT, EALIZEWORTH.TXT, and GOODNESS.DOC. The system will overwrite any conflicting files and begin patching any faulty programming. Also, you need to delete SELFCRITIC.EXE from all directories, and then empty your recycle bin afterwards to make sure it is completely gone and never comes back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: Got it. Hey! My HEART is filling up with really neat files. SMILE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MPG is playing on my monitor right now and it shows that WARMTH. COM, PEACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXE, and CONTENTMENT. COM are copying themselves all over my HEART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: Then LOVE is installed and running. You should be able to handle it from here. One more thing before I go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: Yes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer Service Rep: LOVE is freeware. Be sure to give it and its various modules to everybody you meet. They will in turn share it with other people and they will return some really neat modules back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Customer: I will. Thank you for your help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;p/s- I love u Jimmy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-9043030349749127121?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/9043030349749127121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/installing-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9043030349749127121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/9043030349749127121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/installing-love.html' title='Installing Love.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-5974430559013882873</id><published>2009-08-01T22:55:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:55:46.919+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Spending The Last Weekends In Rome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnStQCS_KNI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/e-_LPCySILE/s1600-h/Roma+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnStQCS_KNI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/e-_LPCySILE/s400/Roma+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365103547111123154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;~Part 1~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps! =DD Allora,  rite now at this moment.. I just want to share a lil bit bout wht happened last weekend. Abah, Ibu, Adib, Batrisyia and me went to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Roma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on Friday for an event held at the Ambassedor's home on Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;"Confuse? Padan muke!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hahaha. Therefore, we went there and slept over at my dad's fren's crib. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Thnx Uncle Rosli"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Esoknye, pegilah kitorang ke rumah parents nya Si Caprice. Haaha! Ok, there were all this so-called- nyanyi lagu Negaraku, makan2, main2, sembang2, gelak2, and even gelek2 plus lari2 there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;P/s- Kat Rome kan.. Sumpahhh panass gila babuntuthitam! Sunburned ok di situ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*cursing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hahaha! Varese lagi sejuuukkk.. LMAO. Ok peeps, tht was on last Saturday. The next day, we went to ronggeng2 all over Rome, went to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Vatican City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, the place where Si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Pope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tua tu lepak.. Then to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;Colosseum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Spanish Steps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; Fontana di Trevi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; aka &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Trevi Fountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and what else? Merata laa~ Basically klo korang penah tgok cte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;Lizzie McGuire The Movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Korang tau la.. Hohohoh.. And lastly before off back to Varese, we went to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hard Rock Cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, Rome. Heehehe. Mesti! Hohoho.. Tu jer la kot. =DD Oh yeah, my twins lil brother Hafiz and Asyraf were just overly desperate to stay at home since they're not into jalan2 anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*eleh, dorang ade big plans la tu.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Or maybe they just sick an tired of sitting in the car for hours perhaps. Haaha. 8jam kot nk ke Rome saja! Adoooi~  Dah la tu. Bye. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnSt1PFfqDI/AAAAAAAAAyY/MReTTEm2OuQ/s1600-h/roma+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnSt1PFfqDI/AAAAAAAAAyY/MReTTEm2OuQ/s400/roma+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365104186199353394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;~Part 2~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Btw, I misss my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;soooo bad!! Like seriously. Till then, TOODLEESSS~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*bitchy style*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-5974430559013882873?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/5974430559013882873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/spending-last-weekends-in-rome.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5974430559013882873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5974430559013882873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/spending-last-weekends-in-rome.html' title='Spending The Last Weekends In Rome.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnStQCS_KNI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/e-_LPCySILE/s72-c/Roma+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-5940864153924147814</id><published>2009-08-01T22:49:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:55:40.833+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe Trip'/><title type='text'>Lazy Lousy Bumm Bumm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. I knw Im being the lazy lousy bummm bumm by not updating my lovey doveyy blog. Ohmy.. I got lotsaa things to update. Like seriously. Tons of stories and pics and uhh-my-so-called-feelings to share. I got so many entries stuck up in my blog drafts. Huhu.. Sue me for being lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ok.. Bout my last Europe Trip, there were actually lotsa of places not to mention yet. Bout Scotland and those places there. Seriously, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Aberdeen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Glasgow&lt;/span&gt;. Wht else? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;York&lt;/span&gt;. And urgh! So many places. Then on my way back to Italy, we dropped by at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;London &lt;/span&gt;again for two nights. And I went for my precious hooookah session with my brothers and Eyzah on my very last day before went back to Italy the next day. Btw peeps..There's a problem bout updating it actually. I lost my journal notebook and thts it! Yes I got this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STML &lt;/span&gt;problem (Short Term Memory Lost). So, I cnt barely recall wht happened the day before and the day after and whatsoever. Pfft. Ngok la kau ni Mya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Cut they crap bout the UK trip ogeihh? I will force myself to update those pics later~ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Later laggii? Smpaii bile daaa~"&lt;/span&gt; Gaahhh~ Kt facebook pon xabes update lagi.. Hahaha! Oh yeaaaah, as u can noticed, I did chaged my layout. And guess what, Im pretty fucked up bout it. All my previous entries were all messed up. The pics all are not in their exact places like before. Since im tooooo lazy to edit and re-arrange back those previous entries, I decided to just ignore them!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; "Pegi la mamm klo semua pics berterabur, wasnt my fault kan3?" &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, muuaahhh muuaahhh bluweekk! TOOODLEESSS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-5940864153924147814?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/5940864153924147814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-lousy-bumm-bumm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5940864153924147814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5940864153924147814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-lousy-bumm-bumm.html' title='Lazy Lousy Bumm Bumm.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-8360809982016232354</id><published>2009-07-30T01:19:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:15:13.886+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Love Love Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnDa-EcJjnI/AAAAAAAAAyI/f_VhBVn8sLo/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 374px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnDa-EcJjnI/AAAAAAAAAyI/f_VhBVn8sLo/s400/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364027916076813938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;~flying kisses from thousand miles away~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Everyone says love hurts, but that isn't true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;p/s- I miss you Jimmy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-8360809982016232354?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/8360809982016232354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-love-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8360809982016232354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/8360809982016232354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-love-love.html' title='Love Love Love.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SnDa-EcJjnI/AAAAAAAAAyI/f_VhBVn8sLo/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-5015072270605711650</id><published>2009-07-19T21:23:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:06:37.014+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Europe Trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>My Superbly Awesome Europe Trip 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello and Ciao pretty peeps. OMG. I'd been misssingggg my bloggie sooo much and surely I really do miss reading my friends blog and even ur blog. Yes you! So peeps.. Here are some update bout my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Europe Trip Part2/2009&lt;/span&gt;. Part2 laa.. Sbb Part1 was on 2008. Haha. So, here we gooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Location: La Défense, Paris. Strasbourg, Calais, (France). Dover, Londo, (UK).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 1/ July 4th-&lt;/span&gt; From Italy to Paris, dropped by at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Strasbourg&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;France&lt;/span&gt;. Photogediks and stuffs  then straight away to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fakhrul&lt;/span&gt;'s house at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;La Défense&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Paris&lt;/span&gt;. Slept over there for a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 2/ July 5th-&lt;/span&gt; From &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;La Défense&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Paris &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Calais&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Took the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;P&amp;amp;O Ferry&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Calais&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;France &lt;/span&gt;across the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;English Channel&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dover&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UK&lt;/span&gt;. More and more photogediks. Thats what it's all about. LOL. The ferry is coolio with all coolness thiggy from pub to shopping places to video games arcade and etc. Then, from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Dover &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt;. Rent an apartment at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Gloucester Road&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Location: City of London, UK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 3/ July 6th-&lt;/span&gt; From &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Gloucester &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;East Ham&lt;/span&gt; by Tube. Then from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;East Ham&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Greenwich &lt;/span&gt;by bus. At &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Greenwich&lt;/span&gt;, we across the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thames River&lt;/span&gt; through the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Woolwich&lt;/span&gt; underwater foot tunnel. Reached at the Clarks Factory Outlet. Went back and had our lunch at Chinese &amp;amp; Thai Restaurant at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;East Ham&lt;/span&gt;. Did some shopping here and there. Around 9.30pm, we off to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Trafalgar Square&lt;/span&gt;. Saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tourism Malaysia&lt;/span&gt; located right in front of the square. Made me wonder how much does the Malaysia Government paid for the rent. Gilaa laaa... Then from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Trafalgar Square&lt;/span&gt;, we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Leicester Square&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Piccadilly Circus&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;China Town&lt;/span&gt;. Went back to our apartment from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Leicester Square&lt;/span&gt;. Took the tube till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Gloucester &lt;/span&gt;and reached home around 12.10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 4/ July 7th- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Buckingham Palace&lt;/span&gt; around 11am-12.30pm. Watched the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Changing of The Queens's Guard&lt;/span&gt;. Then, we went to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Tower Bridge&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; London Bridge&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Victoria Station&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 5/ July 8th-&lt;/span&gt; In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;London &lt;/span&gt;still... Went to the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; Natural Museum&lt;/span&gt; from 10.30am- 12.30pm. Then, we went to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Tower Hill&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;London Bridge&lt;/span&gt;. From 2pm- 7pm off to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oxford Circus&lt;/span&gt; the shopping heaven and to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Harrods&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 6/ July 9th- &lt;/span&gt;Abah, Ibu and Batrisyia went to the car boot sales early morning. The rest are at home, sleeping. LOL. Lack of rest and sleep. And all of us were like zombies and vampires already. =DD Hafiz, Asyraf and I went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Bayswater&lt;/span&gt;. Lepak there.. And oh F! Shishaa were everyywwhhereee! Runnin out time, we went back to the apartment, since Abah already told us not to be there tht long cuz we are off to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sheffield &lt;/span&gt;tht night. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;Location: Sheffield, Manchester, Liverpool, Stoke on Trent, etc.. etc.. UK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 7/ July 10th- &lt;/span&gt;In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sheffield&lt;/span&gt;, staying over at Auntie Rita's house.. (My mom's cuzie) while Ibu and Abah went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Stoke on Trent&lt;/span&gt;. Her&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; so-called-shopping-heaven&lt;/span&gt; where all the 'priceless pinggan mangkuk' are on SALE! And as for us... we just chillin at home, watching DVD's. Alot of movies. Seriously!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 8/ July 11th-&lt;/span&gt; All of us went for an awesome strawberry picking at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Norton Srawberry Farm&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Chapeltown&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sheffield&lt;/span&gt;. Rembat all the sweet tasty mouth watering Fragola like crazy! Mouth-watering? Ayat! Hahaa! Guess what.. Later, we went again to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Stoke on Trent&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, Ibu's fav boring 'pinggang mangkuk' place. Biasa la.. The rest were like&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; "Oh come on! Not this place!"&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha! Lawak gila~ Lepas tu kann.... kann.. kann.... All of us like tergedik2 dlm kereta cuz we were heading our way to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Old Trafford Stadium&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Manchester &lt;/span&gt;around 5pm. Not all of us la kan to be exact.. Aku la yg over skit. Gaaaahhh!! Didn't make it touring the stadium =((( But still, hell yeah I managed to get a coooolliiooo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;'Mya Zulkifli 7'&lt;/span&gt; jersey okay! Fine with the old home kit. Since the new one only available on the 16th, naah.. Not a biggie. I replaced Ronaldo and Im proud of it! Huahuahuaa! Next, we off to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Anfield Stadium&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Liverpool&lt;/span&gt;. Did farted alot there. Xtau kenapa byk angin nk kuar kt situ. LOL. Sorry peeps. I just can't help myself to stop the natural circle of the superbly awesome 'gas' wangi. Hahah. Lepas tu.. kitorang pun geraklaa ke rumah kawan Uncle Manan (Auntie Rita's hubby). Had our dinner there. Solat ape semua then off to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sheffield &lt;/span&gt;again. What a day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;End of Part1... Malass nak type.. And malas nk edit and even pilih2 pics.. Got like tonsss of pics to be exact. Will be uploading those soon.. Sooonn okay peeps?And till then.. Toodles~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To be continued~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZukifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-5015072270605711650?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/5015072270605711650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-superbly-awesome-europe-trip-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5015072270605711650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/5015072270605711650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-superbly-awesome-europe-trip-2009.html' title='My Superbly Awesome Europe Trip 2009.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-739313052643369899</id><published>2009-07-14T15:58:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T16:04:46.595+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quickie updates'/><title type='text'>Quickie Updates Peeepppsss!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ciao pretty peeps. Dangggg it~ I misss blogggggginggg like OMGOMGOMGOMG!! Seriously! I miss bloggginnggg... I got tonsaaa tonssaa thang to update and to tell u peeps. My Europe Trip and so on. Seriously. But I'll only be blogging as soon as I get my ass back to Varese, Italy ok? Miss me? Yeahh, I miss u peeps more and more. And damned it.. I got like millions of pics to update both in Facebook, Myspace and even here! @.@&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *drooling eyes* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, tooodleesss~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P/s- I miss my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;sooo bad! ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-739313052643369899?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/739313052643369899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/quickie-updates-peeepppsss.html#comment-form' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Fonsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressions'/><title type='text'>I Don't Give Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me quedo callado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I stay quiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soy como un niño dormido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am like a sleeping child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que puede despertarse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That can wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con apenas sólo un ruido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with just one sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando menos te lo esperas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the least you expect it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando menos lo imagino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the least I imagine it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sé que un día no me aguanto y voy y te miro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that one day I won't hold back and I'll see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y te lo digo a los gritos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I tell it to you with cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y te ríes y me tomas por un loco atrevido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And you laugh and take me for a daring lunatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pues no sabes cuanto tiempo en mis sueños has vivido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For you don't know how long in my dreams you've lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ni sospechas cuando te nombré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nor do you suspect when I named you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I, I don't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un mundo contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want a world with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juro que vale la pena esperar, y esperar y esperar un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear is worth the time to wait, and wait, and wait for one sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una señal del destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A sign from destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me canso, no me rindo, no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't grow tired, I won't falter; I won't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengo una flor de bolsillo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a pocket flower, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marchita de buscar a una mujer que me quiera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It withers while searching for a woman that loves me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y reciba su perfume hasta traer la primavera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That receives the perfume it brings with Spring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y me enseñe lo que no aprendí de la vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That teaches me what I didn't learn from life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que brilla más cada día,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That shines brighter with each passing day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque estoy tan sólo a un paso de ganarme la alegría&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because I am just one step from obtaining happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque el corazón levanta una tormenta enfurecida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because the heart raises an infuriated storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde aquel momento en que te ví&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since that moment that I saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I, I don't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un mundo contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want a world with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juro que vale la pena esperar, y esperar y esperar un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear is worth the time to wait, and wait, and wait for one sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una señal del destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A sign from destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me canso, no me rindo, no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't grow tired, I won't falter; I won't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este silencio esconde demasiadas palabras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This silence hides too many words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me detengo, pase lo que pase seguiré&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't stop, whatever happens, I will go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo, yo no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I, I don't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo quiero un mundo contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want a world with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juro que vale la pena esperar, y esperar y esperar un suspiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I swear is worth the time to wait, and wait, and wait for one sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una señal del destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A sign from destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No me canso, no me rindo, no me doy por vencido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I won't grow tired, I won't falter; I won't give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&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/581566551114474702-6540265648232841268?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/6540265648232841268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-give-up.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6540265648232841268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/6540265648232841268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-give-up.html' title='I Don&apos;t Give Up.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1092852577828776857</id><published>2009-07-06T01:14:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:31:42.860+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stalker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED OFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faker'/><title type='text'>Im Bloody Pissed Off And Annoyed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SlE2YtDLcoI/AAAAAAAAAyA/w2w8_lq3L08/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SlE2YtDLcoI/AAAAAAAAAyA/w2w8_lq3L08/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355121229957919362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Im bloody pissed off to found out bout the stalker and faker in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Tagged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who's been using more than 80's of my own pics with my family, and with my Jimmy!&lt;/span&gt; Like WTF?!!! What should I do?! Yes, this girl been using my pics and she named 'me' as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NABILA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at first.. And now, she already changed my name into &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;STRAWBERRY&lt;/span&gt;?! She even changed her default. FUCK IT! Im blooooody pissed like seriously! Yes, I found out all this tru my cousin since she saw 'my fake profile' in her friend's top friend. And my cousin been trying to add tht bitch up to 3times and she never approved. But luckily tht whore approved my cousin's friend who is a dude. WTF?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeps, help me to get rid of this BITCH!! &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/barry/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tagged.com/profile.html?uid=5419670344" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.tagged.com/prof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ile.html?uid=5419670344&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s- Im in&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; London&lt;/span&gt;,UK now.. and I will update my Europe Trip Part2 later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1092852577828776857?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1092852577828776857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-bloody-pissed-off-and-annoyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1092852577828776857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1092852577828776857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-bloody-pissed-off-and-annoyed.html' title='Im Bloody Pissed Off And Annoyed!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/SlE2YtDLcoI/AAAAAAAAAyA/w2w8_lq3L08/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-7334786839842520472</id><published>2009-07-03T09:19:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:52:56.273+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>I Just Missssssss Him So Bad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This video is not recorded on purpose actually. We were walking down the garden and he just asked me to take care of my steps since I was an inch close to fall down a min before. Like I told u peeps on my last entry. So many things happened. Yeah, I'd been watching this vid over and over again.. I just missssssss him sooo bad! ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Wpsn5NJQNXo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/Wpsn5NJQNXo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I miss you Jimmy~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-7334786839842520472?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/7334786839842520472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-missssssss-him-so-bad.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7334786839842520472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/7334786839842520472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-missssssss-him-so-bad.html' title='I Just Missssssss Him So Bad!'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1675853090874935820</id><published>2009-07-02T19:42:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:42:48.761+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDR'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>His Last Day Full Of Momorable Memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear peeps, Im sitting here, typing all this while my Amore is  actually in a flight on his way back to his country, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Peru&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, he gone. He's no where near around me anymore physically but he's alws here in my heart. Therefore, yesterday was our last day together. Eventho yesterday was a very hectic yet busy day for my family, I still managed to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;for the last time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Sorry ibu, I know I let u down. But somehow, it was his last day. I hope u understand me and thanks btw for letting me go and meet Jimmy for the last time."&lt;/span&gt; =( I know as the eldest daughter, I should actually helped my mom doing the house chores and cooking since there were like 6families who came over to my house for dinner yesterday. No matter what, I did helped her since morning and basically Im off to meet up my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jimmy &lt;/span&gt;around 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Skz6drSQeLI/AAAAAAAAAxo/9imigyar0G4/s1600-h/last+day+%3D%28+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Skz6drSQeLI/AAAAAAAAAxo/9imigyar0G4/s400/last+day+%3D%28+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353929444779129010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;~I love you Jimmy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Skz-xlhK23I/AAAAAAAAAx4/lLTQBb3kvs4/s1600-h/last+day+%3D%28+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Skz-xlhK23I/AAAAAAAAAx4/lLTQBb3kvs4/s400/last+day+%3D%28+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353934184874957682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;~Jimmy Bejar &amp;amp; Mya Zulkifli~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We met at our normal place. Chill and talked for hours. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO MANY THINGS HAPPENED&lt;/span&gt;. Went back home around 6pm. Helping my mom and my house were full with people around 8pm. Received a phone call from him around 10pm and he was there outside of my house waiting for me againn... Just for tht last time.. Cant stand anymore. I was crying. Never thot he will came over again just for tht very last time before he off to the airport around 3am. Left everyone at the hall and went down meeting him up for less than 15mins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Skz9S4MyI1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/U3ZHSI7AmwU/s1600-h/last+day+%3D%28+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Skz9S4MyI1I/AAAAAAAAAxw/U3ZHSI7AmwU/s400/last+day+%3D%28+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353932557802152786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;p/s- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;"Thnx for everyting love... I wont forget bout whatever tht happened yesterday. NEVER IN MY LIFE. Ti amo tanto amore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;love,&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="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-MyaZulkifli-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/581566551114474702-1675853090874935820?l=mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/feeds/1675853090874935820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/his-last-day-full-of-momorable-memories.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1675853090874935820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/581566551114474702/posts/default/1675853090874935820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mya-zulkifli.blogspot.com/2009/07/his-last-day-full-of-momorable-memories.html' title='His Last Day Full Of Momorable Memories.'/><author><name>Mya Zulkifli</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05167213065920603135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/TOATT_rXHXI/AAAAAAAABBQ/wJ_O0fOpF6I/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p6s2gJywZyQ/Skz6drSQeLI/AAAAAAAAAxo/9imigyar0G4/s72-c/last+day+%3D%28+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-581566551114474702.post-1404668010602284620</id><published>2009-06-30T22:27:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:18:36.804+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns
